you already know

the blast from the past, the nickle plated nine shooter, tell your girl to be quiet or the madman will have to boot her

the radical renaissance man, the lacsadasical shit talker, step to me with that nonsense you’ll be leaving with a walker

i come in guns blazing, you know i never have a plan, but when the shit is all over you’ll be screaming i’m the man

’cause i’m the demon with the red eyes, the devil’s favorite son, you came in with that loser but you’ll be leaving with number one

don’t fret darling, you know i got this shit, i didn’t start this ruckus but you know i’m gonna finish it

don’t you worry baby, i see you got a frown, but when the cops come creeping up, the shit is goin down

sirens in the distance, cherries in the rear view, the bravado is a smokescreen, hazy but you see through

’cause i’m the demon with the red eyes, the devil’s favorite son, you came in with that loser but you’ll be leaving with number one

hold the wheel a second, while I line up this shot, the tires get all shredded, and the lead is coming hot

the cops they got my picture, say a prayer they never meet me, and if they dance with the devil, i’m the last thing they ever see

i’m a predator honey, they call me a natural born killer, the lazy day assassin, the maniac mass thriller

cause i’m the demon with the red eyes, the devil’s favorite son, you came in with that loser but you’ll be leaving with number one

don’t fret darling, you know i got this shit, i didn’t start this ruckus but you know i’m gonna finish it

cause i’m the demon with the red eyes, the devil’s favorite son, you came in with that loser but you’ll be leaving with number one

don’t fret darling, you know i got this shit, i didn’t start this ruckus but you know i’m gonna finish it