Bowels of the Devil

Out one night, yo, just chillin' out with my crew I was actin' wild 'cause I didn't have nothin' else better to do Got a nine at my waist, stay out my f**kin' face You f**k with me, right here'll be your resting place Some ol' s*cka, yo, he tried to put a move on me I shot him in the face, murder in the first degree Now I'm sweatin', regrettin', that's not for me They got me locked in the f**kin' penitentiary Bowels of the devil Let me tell you what the muthaf**ka eats Its stomach's filled with lost souls Guts made out of steel and concrete Bowels of the devil Listen close 'cause I've been there before And you don't wanna die there They call it goin' out the back door The back door, the back door, the back door Walked in the club, all the ho's gave me the s*x look They like a nigga like me 'cause I'm a known crook And my posse's down, we don't mess around You f**k with us, you'll be six feet underground That night they got me locked in a row called death The governor, that muthaf**ka wants my last breath That's right, homeboy wanted to pull a switch on me Up here in this f**kin' penitentiary Bowels of the devil Let me tell you what that s*cka eats It's stomach's filled with my homeboy Guts made out of steel and concrete Bowels of the devil Listen close, 'cause I've been there before And you don't wanna die there They call it goin' out the back door The back door, the back door, the back door, yeah Bowels of the devil Let me tell you what the muthaf**ka eats It's stomach's filled with my homeboy Guts made out of steel and concrete Bowels of the devil Listen close, 'cause I've been there before And you don't wanna die there They call it goin' out the back door Bowels of the devil Let me tell you what that s*cka eats Its stomach's filled with lost souls Guts made out of steel and concrete Bowels of the devil Listen close, 'cause I've been there before And you don't wanna die there They call it goin' out the back door The back door, the back door, the back door