(J-J-J-J-J-J-JJ Demon)

I let loose in the fuckin' game with a werewolf growl
It's the only thing you can do when it's starin' you down
And I'm airin' you out in the night with a rusty-ass blade
If I'm bustin' glass, I'm sorry, it must be that way

You might see me with a bottle, I won't give you three wishes
Ain't no genie in this bottle, just a bunch of mean liquid
And consider it your job, point him out if he snitchin'
Be righteous as any god, and evil as three sixes

Ridiculously calm waiting for the good pictures
You don't got me on your record, that just isn't good business
And I'm wearing skinny jeans, I'm too big for my britches
It's murder by any means on this mission

And you're fishin' for a minnow in a lake with a crocodile in it
When they see me flow, their eyes come poppin' out
Finish what you started, don't go droppin' out just because you heard me
And you think you got no option now

I'm optin' out of fuckin' with you lame brains claiming you're important
I hit you in your main vein, you'll wish that you snorted
I'll import it to your main frame, blame no one for it
If pain is beauty, then I must be gorgeous

I'm fuckin' nauseous; read it in the blood
I lost most of my friends to the needle or the gun
See the suburbs crumblin', rumblin' the stomach of the beast
You get eaten, you plummet a hundred feet

I am JJ Demon, that's my motherfuckin' name
Oh, you must have been thinkin' about some other fuckin' lame
Talk in chain and get your jewels snatched right over your body
Get your crew back, attack to slide off to this body

Kamikaze pilot flyin' in the booth
And I'm killin' everyone if I gotta die with 'em too
It's what I do
Resurrected every morning, comin' back from the dead for your head
Swing an ax like a lumberjack

I'm bringin' that hunger back
We're under attack--Walking Dead
Board the motherfuckin' house up, they're tryin' to get in
Sew your motherfuckin' mouth shut for tryin' to spit
I know everything about ya, you're lyin' again

If at first you don't succeed, you ain't tryin' again
You'll be dyin', you'll die twice; you'll be dyin' again

I'm just plannin' my retirement
I'll expire you with a can of gas and a fire that won't let the firemen in

(Aghh!)

I'm reppin' Phili all crazy
You see me acting calm, but we're really all crazy
Sippin' grey goose through a silly straw, really off balance
I just wanna stay loose, do you feel me, dawg?

I am here to stay, and no, I will never, ever slack
When I steal the ball away, you will never get it back
Sound stupid when you talk, sound clever when you rap
Just quit
That's a motherfuckin' feather for your cat

Rats still tryna steal the cheddar from the trap
Instead of getting cheddar in the trap
You are witnessing the beginning; for you, it's the beginning of the end
Kill 'em dead, like a zombie with a bullet in his head

Bullet in his head
B-Bullet in his head
Bullet in his...