Body Count - Bowels of the Devil lyrics

Out one night, yo
Just chillin' out with my crew
We were actin' wild
'cause I didn't have nothin'
Else better to do got a nine at my waist
Stay out my fuckin' face you fuck with me
Right here'll be your resting place
Some ol' sucker, yo
He tried to put a move on me
I shot him in the face
Murder, in the first degree
Now I'm sweatin', regrettin'
That's not for me they got me locked in
The fuckin' penitentiary

Bowels of the devil
Let me tell you what the motherfucker eats
Its stomach's filled with lost souls
Guts made out of steel and concrete
Bowels of the devil
Listen close, 'cause I've been there before
And you don't wanna die there
They call it goin' out the back door
The back door, the back door, the back door

Walked in the club all the ho's
Gave me the sex look
They like a nigga like me
'cause I'm a known crook
And my posse's down, we don't mess around
You fuck with us
You'll be six feet underground
That night they got me locked
In a row called death the governor
That motherfucker wants my last breath
That's right
Homeboy wanted to pull a switch on me
Up here in this fuckin' penitentiary