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This shit is wicked on these mean streets<br>None of my friends speak<br>We´re all trying to win, but then again<br>Maybe it´s for the best though, ´cause when they´re seeing too much<br>You know they´re trying to get you touched<br>Whoever said illegal was the easy way out couldn´t understand the<br>mechanics<br>And the workings of the underworld, granted<br>Nine to five is how to survive, I ain´t trying to survive<br>I´m trying to live it to the limit and love it a lot<br>Life ills, poison my body<br>I used to say ´fuck mic skills,´ and never prayed to God, I prayed to<br>Gotti<br>That´s right it´s wicked, that´s life I live it<br>Ain´t asking for forgiveness for my sins, endz<br>I break bread with the late heads, picking their brains for angles on<br>all the evils that the game´ll do<br>It gets dangerous, money and power is changing us<br>And now we´re lethal, infected with D´Evils...<br><br>We used to fight for building blocks<br>Now we fight for blocks with buildings that make a killing<br>The closest of friends when we first started<br>But grew apart as the money grew, and soon grew black-hearted<br>Thinking back when we first learned to use rubbers<br>He never learned so in turn I´m kidnapping his baby´s mother<br>My hand around her collar, feeding her cheese<br>She said the taste of dollars was shitty so I fed her fifties<br>About his whereabouts I wasn´t convinced<br>So I kept feeding her money ´til her shit started to make sense<br>Who could ever forsee, we used to stay up all night at slumber parties<br>now I´m trying to rock this bitch to sleep<br>All the years we were real close<br>Now I see his fears through her tears, know she´s wishing we were still<br>close<br>Don´t cry, it is the (beat?)<br>In time, I´ll take away your miseries and make ´em mine, D´Evils...<br><br>My flesh, no nigga could test<br>My soul is possessed by D´Evils in the form of diamonds and lexuses<br>The exorcist, got me doing skits like Homie<br>You don´t know me, but the whole world owe me<br>Strip!<br>Was thought to be a pleasant guy all my fucking life<br>So now I´m down for whatever, ain´t nothing nice<br>Throughout my junior high years it was all friendly<br>But now this higher learning got the Remy in me<br>Liquors invaded my kidneys<br>Got me ready to lick off, mama forgive me<br>I can´t be held accountable, D´Evils beating me down, boo<br>Got me running with guys, making G´s, telling lies that sound true<br>Come test me, I never cower<br>For the love of money, son, I´m giving lead showers<br>Stop screaming, you know the demon said it´s best to die<br>And even if Jehovah witness, bet he´ll never testify, D´Evils...
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This shit is wicked on these mean streets<br>None of my friends speak<br>We´re all trying to win, but then again<br>Maybe it´s for the best though, ´cause when they´re seeing too much<br>You know they´re trying to get you touched<br>Whoever said illegal was the easy way out couldn´t understand the<br>mechanics<br>And the workings of the underworld, granted<br>Nine to five is how to survive, I ain´t trying to survive<br>I´m trying to live it to the limit and love it a lot<br>Life ills, poison my body<br>I used to say ´fuck mic skills,´ and never prayed to God, I prayed to<br>Gotti<br>That´s right it´s wicked, that´s life I live it<br>Ain´t asking for forgiveness for my sins, endz<br>I break bread with the late heads, picking their brains for angles on<br>all the evils that the game´ll do<br>It gets dangerous, money and power is changing us<br>And now we´re lethal, infected with D´Evils...<br><br>We used to fight for building blocks<br>Now we fight for blocks with buildings that make a killing<br>The closest of friends when we first started<br>But grew apart as the money grew, and soon grew black-hearted<br>Thinking back when we first learned to use rubbers<br>He never learned so in turn I´m kidnapping his baby´s mother<br>My hand around her collar, feeding her cheese<br>She said the taste of dollars was shitty so I fed her fifties<br>About his whereabouts I wasn´t convinced<br>So I kept feeding her money ´til her shit started to make sense<br>Who could ever forsee, we used to stay up all night at slumber parties<br>now I´m trying to rock this bitch to sleep<br>All the years we were real close<br>Now I see his fears through her tears, know she´s wishing we were still<br>close<br>Don´t cry, it is the (beat?)<br>In time, I´ll take away your miseries and make ´em mine, D´Evils...<br><br>My flesh, no nigga could test<br>My soul is possessed by D´Evils in the form of diamonds and lexuses<br>The exorcist, got me doing skits like Homie<br>You don´t know me, but the whole world owe me<br>Strip!<br>Was thought to be a pleasant guy all my fucking life<br>So now I´m down for whatever, ain´t nothing nice<br>Throughout my junior high years it was all friendly<br>But now this higher learning got the Remy in me<br>Liquors invaded my kidneys<br>Got me ready to lick off, mama forgive me<br>I can´t be held accountable, D´Evils beating me down, boo<br>Got me running with guys, making G´s, telling lies that sound true<br>Come test me, I never cower<br>For the love of money, son, I´m giving lead showers<br>Stop screaming, you know the demon said it´s best to die<br>And even if Jehovah witness, bet he´ll never testify, D´Evils...
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