[Dylan talking]



                      Out and about



                      And I saw an angel come down from heaven



                      Having the key of the bottomless pit



                      And a great chain in his hand



                      I laid whole on the dragon, That old serpent



                      Which is the Devil, and Satan, and ??? a thousand years



                    See

                    [Choppa]



                      I'm the soldier type, keep grip on steel like Conan



                      Money bulgin' out my pockets, I peel with both hands



                      Inter-national dopeman, known as a D-Boy



                      If ya need me nigga, know you can call on the decoy



                      Me, All I do is move blow off tha corner



                      Paper chasin', cause I'm tryin to stack doe like colma,

                      (Watch me)



                      I'm tryin' to keep my head on tight



                      Baller blockers make a nigga wanna ride at night



                      Block watchers callin' coppers so my mind ain't right



                      The Devil with me but the young boy acknowledge Christ



                      I did alot of ridin' in my time, and God blessed me still



                      I look out for tha one the knocks

                    [Chorus: Fredrick & Sarah]



                      So why the Devil keep on fuckin' with me, why



                      Why he knockin' at my door, my door



                      Why the Devil keep on fuckin' with me



                      Can you tell me why he huntin' me for



                      Tell me what he huntin' me for, tell me



                      Could you tell me



                      Could you tell me what he huntin' me for



                      Tell me what he huntin' me for



                      Could you tell me, tell me



                      Could you tell me what he huntin' me for

                    [Fredrick]



                      You thinkin' lifes a joke, I'll slice your throat



                      Oh you a thug, you about to get yo' rights revoked



                      I'm from the Dirty, we don't even know the price of soap



                      I'm a star, look in the sky, you need a microscope



                      I'm way ahead of the game, thuggin' runs in my veins



                      My pockets chubby, so I went and got a gun in my name



                      Its just me, him and my blunt in the Range



                      A young nigga with the filty slang



                      Ha ha, I hop out like a Jack In The Box



                      With three macks and a glock



                      I'm askin' for nothin', I'm snatchin' my props



                      I'm gettin' money while I'm laughin' at cops



                      It ain't ya lad, I ain't bad



                      It's the Devil, why don't you tell'em to stop

                    [Chorus]

                    [Elliot Ness] Its like somebodys lookin' over my shoulder



                      [EN] Its hard to focus in the open I'm surrounded by vultures



                      [Babs] So many haters I don't know where to turn



                      [B] And niggaz be starin' us down like we got money to

                      burn



                      [EN] First things first, I'm sick of all you industry thugs



                      [EN] You feel me, You a enemy if anything cuz



                      [Both] In memory of



                      [EN] Death to the powers that be



                      [EN] See I'm a motherfuckin' soldier ain't no coward in

                      me



                      [EN] Somebody is constanly watching and following me



                      [EN] Throw shades over my eyes, Wont allow me to see



                      [Both] Allow me to peek



                      [EN] Forget about reading the fine print



                      [EN] My lyrical content on some Vietnam shit



                      [EN] Shoot 99% dogg, top of the line



                      [Both] I'm back on my grind



                      [EN] Satan in the back of my mind



                      [EN] Go a-head with the bullshit, tomorrow ain't promised



                      [EN] I'm pushin' the rock to stop from getting knocked

                      unconscious

                    [Chorus]

                    [P. Diddy talking with Sarah singing]



                      Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death



                      I will fear no evil, for thou walk with me



                      It's Bad Boy baby, we done seen the ups and downs



                      Sunny days, rainy days, we'll never stop



                      Da Band, the next generation, God first



                      And we won't stop, Yea, Lets go



                      Yea, get off me, get off me



                      You know what team I'm on



                      One God, One love, One family, Bad Boy



                      I'm like Micheal baby



                      Dark Angel, Yea, You feel me



                      I see all you Devils out there



                      You'll never stop us



                      Da Band, 2003, The next generation



                      Yea, and we won't stop