[Verse 1] The Devil came up to Michigan, he was lookin for a soul to steal He had trouble in mind, as he drove on the line, he was looking to make a deal He had a brand new Nissan truck, convertible, with a portable phone He had a Kenwood deck that was bumpin loud as he stopped in a noparking zone The Devil stepped out with a beeper on his hip, a black Fila suit that was down But then he turned his head when his eyes got red when he heard this scratchin sound He walked up on a boy on two turntables, this boy was rippin the cut So the Devil jumped up on the back of his truck and said, Boy, let me tell you what You rock the beat pretty good boy, but naw, it aint nothin new Cause Im in yo town, bout to take that crown, and aint nothin that you can do! But if you wanna get bad, dont make me mad, we can make this little bet true A turntable of gold against your soul, I think Im better than you! The boy said, My names The Butcher and Im the baddest around in this city You start messin with me and Im sure youll see youre gonna feel real ittyittybitty But Ill take that bet and youre gonna regret, and then The Butcher started flexin his wrist But then the Devils posse all jumped in, then they broke it on down like this Hit it! Devils in the House! [Verse 2] When the Devil got done scratchin everyone knew he wasnt no joke Because his records caught on fire, the turntables went up in smoke The Devils posse got in a circle and gave each other highfives They thought The Butcher had lost partyparty time to get live! The Butcher started stretchin, he yawned and looked at the Devil Then he dropped his arms down by his side and kind of giggled and laughed at the fellow He had some Double Mint gum so he put it in his mouth, I guess he enjoyed the taste But then he threw the gum wrapper in the Devils face and stepped back and hollered out, Bass! [Verse 3] The Devil bowed his head because he knew he had been beat So he laid that fresh turntable of gold down by The Butchers feet The Butcher told the Devil to get out of town then he laughed dead in his face Then The Butcher started cuttin all over again, stepped back and hollered out, Bass!
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