Devils and Gunsmoke lyrics

(Talking)
Yeah, straight from the muthaf*ckin duece
It's the Brotha Lynch Hung once again, ya know what I'm sayin
And all I see is muthaf*ckin devils and gunsmoke, ya know
But I ain't gon' trip, I'm just gon kick some sh*t for y'all muthaf*ckas
So peep this out

n*ggas better always know
For y'all so-called devils and gunsmoke
Walkin through the duece
Ya got, better eat, no joke
Livin life like a muthaf*ckin criminal
Watchin my back from gettin jacked by the 5-0
One-time peepin a n*gga out
A couple a dank sacks in my di*kies
Ol' English in my mouth
Ya know, and if it wasn't for my muthaf*ckin skin tone
I wouldn't even trip, just strike my black ass home
Even if I had a chrome
I bust two caps and head home
Hopin to hit fools right in the dome
Cause all I see is devils and gunsmoke
pus*y and hoes, and hella blood when my nine blows
A young n*gga on the rage, rampage
Twenty-four years of age with a 40 and a 12-gauge
And then a muthaf*cka change
Baby killin ass n*gga and ain't a damn thang strange
A muthaf*cka sold juice, bulletproof
Known to eat a pus*y and put a gun inside of it and shoot
A n*gga wit' a mind so bad
Close my eyes, and all I see is little bloody babies in a Glad bag
n*gga, Manson ain't sh*t
I got n*ggas killin mamas and n*ggas on the devils di*k
But now it all adds up the this, locc
n*ggas hatin God and all I see is devils and gunsmoke
(talking)
Yeah, you know what my drunk ass father told me
He said 'look little n*gga, you have to run your own muthaf*ckin life'
And I was trippin, cause this muthaf*cka had a gun to my muthaf*ckin head

It was about 12 o' clock, somethin don't smell right
I'm in the hall in the middle of the night
Somethin reekin like sweat, drippin off a burnt up pig
Muthaf*ckas in the crib, crept through the hall like a thief
Fumes of fiends, and cocaine smoke n*gga no-name
Folks run in the crib, you know the situations tore up
My homies sellin dope to my folks but you know what
I don't give a f*ck no more cause I'ma blow up
Usin all the fury inside to make some more cuts
Cause all I see is what?
Black muthaf*ckas walkin 'round tryna' found out what's what
Smoke up, but all I see is threats
Swear if I see anotha muthaf*cka I don't know
In my crib, I'ma shoot him in the neck
Pimp respect for a muthaf*ckin vet
Causin anotha n*gga death
Do a little time for a sl*t
Shoot before I get shot, playin fools like a half deck
Cause all I see is devils and gunsmoke
I say that cause I don't wanna claim and end up like X-Raided
You know I gotta eat if I eat ya, see if I see ya
Shoot up, then I'm on my way
Cause my mama used to say, it ain't a hope
Because n*ggas are hatin God and all I see is devils and gunsmoke