Cant Please the Devil
Theres no pleasing the Devil for he is dead
Shot in the face by one of his own men
The bullet was inscribed with the initals J.C.
Could this the the janitor Juan Carlos's deed?
Hell no, pardon the pun forgive me
The time of death was 11:34 in the evening
The gun lay low still in the devils claw
Did the crazy son of a b1tch shoot out his own jaw?
I doubt that he would commit suicide
If he did he would have gone out with some more pride
Like taking out a schoolbus filled with Jehovas winners
Or running children over in a mercedes with 22" spinners
So let me see what spells J.C.?
Could it possible be the one who died for me?
I doubt that as his book says though wont kill
But then again his speakers finger children till they spill
The verdict is up to you but dont forget the robe
As you become the judge so crued and blame it on the globe
If it were up to me the obvious one with the intials J.C.
Jesus Christ killed the devil, what about the time you see?
11:34 is ironic for the devil to have fell
Flip the numbers upside down and it will surely spell h-e-l-l
Copyright © Penn Kname | Year Posted 2006
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