Slim Shady gets unleashed for this introductory track. This solo effort sees him spitting as only he can, a two-minute barrage containing many celebrity namedropping, threatening devilish acts and touching on controversial topics once again.
Prior to this mixtape’s release, D12 confirmed Eminem would feature on it. However, Em was noticeably absent from the project upon its release. D12 claimed Eminem “tried as much as he could, but he couldn’t make it in time to the release of the tape.”
Fans were reasonably disappointed so hours after the original release of the project, a reloaded version named The Devil’s Night Mixtape: Reloaded was published with a new track as the intro, containing solely Eminem rapping a capella for two minutes-circa.
As of recent, Eminem has really been into a capella verses, examples of this would be the end of Shady XV’s title track, his Sway in the Morning freestyle and even parts within “All I Think About,” not to mention the lyrical onslaught of the Shady CXVPHER.
The entire verse maintains the same rhyme pattern of 8-9 syllable-rhyming, similarly to the second verse on “Stay Wide Awake” off Relapse.
Mask of Jason is a fashion statement since Drunken Master tapes been a basket case and if that’s the case then I’m dunkin'
Devil's Night Intro LYRICS Eminem FacebookTwitter Follow Embed [Verse: Eminem] You know it's devil's night the way that I smash the face of a punk in Mask of Jason is a fashion statement since Drunken Master tapes been a basket case and if that's the case then I'm dunkin' Fascination with masturbation and humpin' Lacerations and masking tape and I'm bumpin' Some Master Ace, roll up posin' as pastor Mase at a lunchin See Andrea Yates, grab her face then I'm punchin' Crack her fuckin' skull with an antique vase, kill her husband To the back of the station wagon, she's dragged and placed in the trunk and Now I'm wanted for kidnapping, rape, and abduction Spread her legs like Land O'Lakes that I'm cutting till every fuckin' limb's either amputated or punctured Decapitated Christina Applegate and I rap like I'm agitated No chill but I'm half sedated, a functioning addict, wait I'm in London? Brains underwear? A pantywaist, classic case of disfunction Aggravated assault, it was rap related, you activated a gunman This game's over-saturated with junk and you punks couldn't get a hit from a database with a thumbprint Razors and matches, path is laid for destruction Put Jason Mraz's face in his ass then I'm snatchin' Anne Hathaway, she scratchin' like Jam Master Jay on the one's and Two's, I slash away then I'm dumpin' her ass in a Lake Placid for Alligators After I use the fuckin' tire thumper to bash her brains in for nothin' The murder weapons I stash 'em away on Runyon Man the kind of balls that it has to take and the gumption Lack of class displayed but such a vast array in abundance Of sad disgraceful and bad distasteful redundance And bitch I'm hung like candy canes if you're wondering Balls come at you like batting cages, I'm raw like Big Daddy Kane is, I'm coming Like I'm ejaculating and nutting, come catch the clap like you're patty caking little dumpling Or brace yourself like a cast and be the last to make an assumption I'm back Like I'm in the bathroom taking a dump and it's back in the day or somethin' I'll shit on you, devil's night, how's that for a introduction?