Evil

Evil
Written by: Slim Fatz

Evil, come knocking' on my door,
Got it bolted up tight
Chain lock, & a hard lock too
Well, he try to blow it down
But he can't get through

Evil, come wrapping' on my window
Turn down the shades
Well the curtains all drawn
Turn the radio loud, turn the music on…

Evil, try to buy me a drink
And place a big bet
Well I tell him out loud
Don't need no drink, ain't thirsty yet.

Evil, try to break my heart
Gonna tell you lies
Well don't believe what he say about me...