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Devil Shit (Remix) Lyrics by Zer.Fleisch & Evil Pimp

Devil Shyt Is What I Do

2025

[Chorus: Evil Pimp & Zer.Fleisch]
\nDevil Shit is what I do, so don't make me lose my cool
\nThey Glock-9 barrels, [shoes?] like arrow
\nBitch, this just what I might do
\nDe-De-Devil Shit is what I do, machst du hart im Interview
\nDrück' ich deine Kehle zu, drück' ich deine Kehle zu
\nDe-De-Devil Shit is what I do, so don't make me lose my cool
\nThey Glock-9 barrels, [shoes?] like arrow
\nBitch, this just what I might do
\nDe-De-Devil Shit is what I do, machst du hart im Interview
\nDrück' ich deine Kehle zu, drück' ich deine Kehle zu
\n
\n[Bridge: Evil Pimp]
\nDevil Shit, Devil Shit, Devil Shit
\n
\n[Verse 1: Evil Pimp]
\nDe-Devil Shit in my fucking veins
\nDragging a corpse through the rain
\nYou can be a victim or a slave
\nEither choice, you feel the pain
\nShark in the shadows, your place in the gallows
\nA room for the shallow, you're built like a candle
\nWhen hairs on my crop, oh, don't come out that condo
\nOr you'll be a [?] memory, hoe
\nI have been sent here from all the worlds summoned
\nFrom ruler unbuttoned, you from Desert Hill
\nPlagued where demons dwell and bodies smell
\nA chosen angel fell
\nArmy of dead being led to the slaughter
\nSo don't be a hero or you'll be a martyr
\nNo matter artillery, kids are little smarter
\nI did it for Lucifer, that is my father
\nThe ghostly shadow appear at night
\nSilent, I creep with no light
\nWith pistol makes it simple for your flight to afterlife
\nBut you do not need no plane
\nNobody's safe when the evil mane came
\nMan, you knew my name, you knew my name
\nYou got yourself to blame
\nYou hear the thunder and wanted to check on her bed
\nNow you dead 'cause I look in the dark
\nDroppin' you off with a big body cooler
\nLike a fridge hit the water, now food for a shark
\nDevil Shit is what I do, so don't make me lose my cool
\nThey Glock-9 barrels, [shoes?] like arrow
\nBitch, this just what I might do
\n
\n[Chorus: Evil Pimp & Zer.Fleisch]
\nDevil Shit is what I do, so don't make me lose my cool
\nThey Glock-9 barrels, [shoes?] like arrow
\nBitch, this just what I might do
\nDe-De-Devil Shit is what I do, machst du hart im Interview
\nDrück' ich deine Kehle zu, drück' ich deine Kehle zu
\nDe-De-Devil Shit is what I do, so don't make me lose my cool
\nThey Glock-9 barrels, [shoes?] like arrow
\nBitch, this just what I might do
\nDe-De-Devil Shit is what I do, machst du hart im Interview
\nDrück' ich deine Kehle zu, drück' ich deine Kehle zu
\n
\n[Bridge: Evil Pimp]
\nDevil Shit, Devil Shit, Devil Shit
\n
\n[Verse 2: Zer.Fleisch]
\nMitternacht, Geisterstadt, dort am Ort wo keiner lacht
\nSplatter ich ein Pidaras, der denkt er wär' mies und krass (Frr)
\nDirekt durch dein Schiebedach, fliegt die Ladung Tränengas
\nDas ist keine Warnung [?Sir], sondern dein scheiß Attentat
\nZerteile dein Körper der blutige Mörder, kommt dreimal gestörter, Dämonen mit Hörner
\nBetrete die Dörfer der Wannabe-Köter, töte per Neun-Millimiter die Hater
\n[??] Bin bei meinen Dämonen gefang'
\n[??] Mutter-gefickte Punker [?vergeudete Flamm']
\nDevil shit is what I do, machst du hart im Interview
\nDrück' ich deine Kehle zu, (aha) hier hilft nicht dein drecks IQ
\nOder deine Rapper Crew, besser Lass mir meine Ruh'
\nFronted deine Groupie-Ho, liegt sie tot im Studio
\nKille meine Feinde die meinen und meinen, sie könnten sich retten mit ein paar Scheinen
\nGebe keinen fick auf die billigen Scheiden, ich werde weiter dein Körper aufschneiden
\nHabe [?Gedanken] für keinen [?Never], dunkele Zeiten sie bleiben (Ever)
\nIn meinem Körper da schreien (Yeah) die Mutter-gefickten Dämonen
\n
\n[Chorus: Evil Pimp & Zer.Fleisch]
\nDevil Shit is what I do, so don't make me lose my cool
\nThey Glock-9 barrels, [shoes?] like arrow
\nBitch, this just what I might do
\nDevil Shit is what I do, machst du hart im Interview
\nDrück' ich deine Kehle zu, drück' ich deine Kehle zu
\nDevil Shit is what I do, so don't make me lose my cool
\nThey Glock-9 barrels, [shoes?] like arrow
\nBitch, this just what I might do
\nDevil Shit is what I do, machst du hart im Interview
\nDrück' ich deine Kehle zu, drück' ich deine Kehle zu\n\n

About “Devil Shit (Remix)” by Zer.Fleisch & Evil Pimp

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