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malik b & mr. green - devil lyrics

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[verse 1]
yeah, right now you know i gotta think about a topic
devil want control of my soul i gotta stop it, d-mn
man i’m having evil thoughts about desire
l-st and the murder tryna give a hit for hire
yo, i’m out west on the back of the thirty block
should i stay cool or f-ckin’ let the .30 .30 pop
then i think “for what, man i’m in this thing for what”
bodies droppin’ everywhere, i think the philly stinkin’ up
i pull the lincoln up, egos start shrinkin’ up
n-ggas actin’ like the panther but they don’t [?]
they wanna argue over [?]
hit ‘em for a quick heist
pull off with my midnights
i seen the dough on the floor so i go to score
i had [?]
i act like it wasn’t nothin’ then i [?]
my pockets empty so i’m huntin’ then i go to war

[interlude]
(crying and screaming)

[verse 2]
yo, this n-gga pull that on me so i’m thinkin’ he said f-ck me
zig-zag and cut the corner ‘fore this n-gga pluck me
guess this isn’t over sh-t, let’s just get this over quick
never catch me slippin’ while i’m dippin’ on a [?]
i was tryna keep it cool, n-gga played me for a fool
should i press up on his son while he walkin’ home from school?
make him call his dad and tell him that he got detention
[?]
ask no questions but i think i do it then i go to h-ll
all you n-ggas know this well, i’m right there where the soldiers dwell

[interlude]
(crying and screaming)

[verse 3]
now some n-ggas in the hood say they know of me
thought i was the good brother, spit the street poetry
now these jokers out here tryna move swiftly
think they tryna get me, i gotta think quickly
i’m on the prowl gettin’ hungry like a night owl
these economics and poverty got my life foul
i’m thinkin’ to myself “n-gga just change your lifestyle
before somebody run down on you, turn your lights out”
then it’s genocide, turnin’ to statistics
i never knew that the police had the ballistics
they said this n-gga he actin’ just like a misfit
[?] with his motherf-ckin’ wrists slit



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