Lucifer
100dBs feat. Jay-Z Lyrics

Lucifer, son of the morning! I'm gonna, chase you out of earth
Calling out the devil and claiming to banish him from earth

Lucifer, Lucifer, son of the morning
Addressing the devil again

I'm from the murder capital, where we murder for capital
Acknowledging the violent crime rate in his hometown of Chicago

Kanyeezy you did it again, you a genius nigga!
Complimenting and acknowledging Kanye West's musical talent

So you niggas change your attitude Before they asking what happened to you (Lucifer, Lucifer )
Warning other people to change their behavior in order to avoid negative consequences

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 "Vengeance is mine" said the Lord You said it better than all Leave niggas on death's door, breathing off Respirators for killing my best boy, haters On permanent, hiatus as I skate In the Maybach Benz, flier than Sanaa Lathan Pumping "Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo In Los Angele's, 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 tithes, being good Catholics, I'm coming
Justifying his violent retaliation against those who have wronged him and warning those who oppose him that they will be punished

Yes, this is holy war I wet y'all all with the holy water Spray from Heckler-Koch automatic All the static shall cease to exist Like a sabbatical, I throw couple at you, take six! Spread love, to all of my dead thugs I pour out a little Louis, til I head above Yes sir, and when I perish, the meek shall inherit the earth Til that time, it's on and popping, church Like Don Bishop, the fifth upon cock either Lift up your soul or give you the holy ghost Please I leave you in somebody's cathedral For stunting like Evel Knievel I 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 Album"'s second verse, is like Devil's pie, save some dessert for us
Using religious references to describe his violent acts as a holy war and expressing his loyalty to his fallen associates while threatening his enemies

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 Oh man, I gotta get my soul right 'Fore I'm locked up for my whole life Every time it seems it's alright Somebody want they soul to rise I'll chase you off of this earth
Describing his inner turmoil and the pressure he feels to take violent action in order to protect himself

I got dreams, of holdin' a Nine milla, to Bob's killer Askin him why as my eyes fill up These days I can't wake up with a dry pillow Gone but not forgotten, homes I still feel you 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 Bob's a good dude, please let him in And if you feel in my heart that I long for revenge Please blame it on the son of the mornin', thanks again
Expressing his anger and sorrow over the death of a friend and his desire for revenge against those responsible