Devil's Pie

Fuck the slice we want the pie Why ask why till we fry Watch us all stand in line For a slice of the devil's pie Drugs and thugs women wine Three or four at a time Watch them all stand in line For a slice of the devil's pie Who am I to justify All the evil in our eye When I myself feel the high From all that I despise Behind the jail or in the grave I have to lay in this bed I made If I die before I wake I hope the lord dont' hesitate To get to heaven done been through hell Tell my peeps all is well All them fools whose soul's 4 sale Sitting next to the Jezebel Demons screaming in my ear All my anger all my fear If I holler let them hear In this spinning sphere Fuck the slice we want the pie Why ask why till we fry Watch us all stand in line For a slice of the devil's pie Drugs and thugs women wine Three or four at a time Watch them all stand in line For a slice of the devil's pie Main ingredients to this dish Goes like this Here's the list Materialistic, greed and lust, jealousy, envious Bread and dough, cheddar cheese, flash and stash, cash and cream Temperatures at a high degree Where niggas come to feast Hell's this all about Apocalypse ain't no doubt Everbody's ho'ing out all the loot all the clout Right or wrong Do or die Only the vengeance will pacify Watch your back And so will I In these days and time Fuck the slice we want the pie Why ask why till we fry Watch us all stand in line For a slice of the devil's pie Drugs and thugs women wine Three or four at a time Watch them all stand in line For a slice of the devil's pie Aint no justice It's just us Ashes to ashes Dust to dust Time has come for most of us To choose in which God we trust I know I was born to die Searched to find Piece of mind With eighty five dumb and blind There can be no compromise Fuck the slice we want the pie Why ask why till we fry Watch us all stand in line For a slice of the devil's pie Drugs and thugs women wine Three or four at a time Wait a minute, ah let me tell you 'bout The slice of the devil's pie Ah-ah-ah I said everybody out there gettin' down With a slice of the devil's pie Ah-ah-ah standing in line For a slice of the devil's pie Said the woman in the street Sellin' her fuckin' body For a slice of the devil's pie Ah-ha nigga's killin' each other in the streets For a slice of the devil's pie All in line, all in line For a slice of the devil's pie Yeah, all in line, all in line For a slice of the devil's pie (Hear me though) All in line, all in line For a slice of the devil's pie (Yeah) All in line, all in line (I don't give a fuck) For a slice of the devil's pie (I ain't goin' out for)

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