down there, photographic relapse People feeding frenzy, the devil is so lovely Take me down there, photographic relapse People feeding frenzy, the devil
me up on a hustle Once I suck my money muscle, all the G's got devils Movin' shit like a dollar, beatin' niggaz like Rodney Turn a killa like Kadafi, and a
I'd be perfectly sad if rap was a fad but it's not so I'd thought I'd come out with a shot stupid dumb lyrics make you think I'm a clown I don't give
Down deep in the dungeons next to the devil is where I stayed Never be thinking about the backs I rode and what I weighed Now everything that's important in your life is just a daze Being a
beats within Playing a rhythm resisting against the system Ooh-we I know Jah'd never let us down Pull your rights from wrong I know Jah'd never let us down
bullshit, but I'm surviving I got to get me some money man, put it down for the General A nigga'd rob your ass, if I caught a nigga flossing cash What
's a lie cause I don't And why I just don't know... [Verse 2:] Maybe just a nice cold brew what's a beer That's the devil in my ear I been sober a fuckin
you were meant To rob an education from In a private school as opposed to one That yearly spits out another group of fools Into a system designed to fail Wait a
deceased and you got them P.D's, D.A's, judges and polices, Peep the thesis, We gets, hot like volcanic lava, I'm down to slide a niggas drama, Speedin
cabbage But see all that irrelevant it's like tryin' to turn a whore celibate I dance with the devil for the hell of it Burning down your lavish lanndscape
that racist shit I judge the devil by his deeds It's usually connected to the size of his greed And keep the hope Even though they'd love to give a nigga
Into the bullshit, but I'm surviving I got to get me some money man, put it down for the General A nigga'd rob your ass, if I caught a nigga flossing
ghetto [Scarface] The little kids in the hood live a life with no outlets Rap or ball playin to survive Devils in disguise in the fact that a nigga's
just don't know..... (Chorus End) ( Verse2 ) Maybe just a nice cold brew, what's a beer? That's the devil in my ear I been sober a fuckin' year. And
