My conversation with the devil!
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This is crazy as hell like Lucifer gone nuts
Without the padded room; and a bad attitude
Hell can’t be as bad as America living Blacc
So I pawned my soul to the devil
I’mma get it bacc…
He convinced me the world was designed for me to fail
They locced me in jail and my rhymes are the bail
And then I’m skipping the country; I ain’t going to court
Living life on the run; show I’mma boss
The worst thing about it is I was selling him my youth
But he never lied once! He was telling me the truth
I feel pleasure when I nut; Makin’ me wanna fucc
no wife in the first place; but I got a runner-up
living in sin and it’s no way to escape it
you ca’ take trips but I need the ‘root of evil!’ it makes sense (cents)
So he cut me a deal and I took it
I’m cooking.. he took me to hell and I took him to Brooklyn
Couldn’t tell which was which I was busy giving daps
2x
This is crazy as hell like Lucifer gone nuts
Without the padded room; and a bad attitude
Hell can’t be as bad as America living Blacc
So I pawned my soul to the devil
I’mma get it bacc…
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