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D'Angelo - Devil's Pie lyrics
Chorus) 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 Hope the Lord don't hesitate 2 Get 2 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 (chorus) Main ingredients 2 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 2 feast Hell's this, all about Apocalypse, ain't no doubt Everybody'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 (Chorus) Ain't no justice It's just us Ashes 2 ashes Dust 2 dust Time has come, for most of us 2 choose in which, God we trust I know I, was born 2 die Searching 2 find Piece of mind With eighty five, dumb and blind There can be no compromise (Chorus) All in line, all in line, for a slice of the devil's pie (8x |
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