[Chorus:]

Lucifer, dawn of the morning!

I'm gonna chase you out of Earth

Lucifer, Lucifer, dawn of the morning...

(I'm from the murder capital, where we murder for capital)

Lucifer, Lucifer, dawn of the morning!

I'm gonna chase you out of Earth

(Kanyeeze you did it again, you're a genius nigga!)

Lucifer, Lucifer, dawn of the morning...

So you niggas change your attitude

For they asking what happened to you

[Verse One]

Lord forgive him

He got them dark forces in him

But he also got a righteous cause for sinning

Them a murder me so I gotta murder them first

Emergency doctors performing procedures

Jesus

I ain't trying to be facetious

But "Vengance is mine" said the Lord

You said it better than all

Leave niggas on deaths door

Breathing off res-por-rators

for killing my best boy, HATERS

On perminate hiatus as I skate

In the Maybach Benz

Flya the Sanna Lathan

Pumping "Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo

In Los Angeles

Like an evangelist

I can introduce you to your maker

Bring you closer to nature

Ashes after they cremate you bastards

Hope you been reading your psalms and chapters

Paying your ties being good Catholics

I'm coming

[Chorus]

[Verse Two]

Yes

This is Holly war

I wet you all with the Holly water

Spray from the Hetckler Koch auto

Matic all the static shall cease to exist

Like a sematical I throw a couple at you

Take six

Spread love to all of my dead thugs

I'll pour out a little Louie 'til I head above

Yes Sir

And when I perish

The meek shall inherit the earth

Until that time it's on a poppin Church

Like Don Bishop

The fifth upon cock either

Lift up your soul or give the Holly ghost please

I leave ya in somebody's Cathedral

And stunting like Evil Kenevil

I'll let you see where that bright light lead you

The more you talk the more you irking us

The more you gonna need memorial services

The Black Albums second verse is like

Devil's Pie please save some dessert for us

Man I gotta get my soul right

I gotta get these Devils out my life

These cowards gonna make a nigga ride

They won't be happy 'til somebody dies

Man I gotta get my soul right

'For I'm locked up for my whole life

Everytime it seems it's all right

Somebody want they soul to rise

(I'll chase you off of this Earth)

[Verse Three]

I got dreams of holding a Nine milla

To Bobs killer

Asking him "why?" as my eyes fill up

These days I can't wake up with a dry pillow

Gone but not forgotten Holmes I still feel ya

So... curse the day that birthed the bastard

Who caused your Church mass

Reverse the crash

Reverse the blast

And reverse the car

Reverse the day, and there you are

Bobalob

Lord forgive him we all have sinned

But Bobs a good dude please let him in

And if you feel in my heart that I long for revenge

Please blame it on the sun of the mourning

Thanks Again