Devil's Pie (Explicit)

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I don't really give a **** though

Stand through my peephole, seen the devil at my friendo

But I ain't scared, I'm prepared, bring it on

I'ma let this chopper blow like it's a saxophone

I done seen people killed in front of me

They sent chills through my bones, tell them boys the devil home

I'm just young, black, and hard as draw

When it's my first reaction, ate this baby bragging

Cracking, mail your fingers

Witness package for the ransom when kidnapping

We live and die by ratchets

Jackin' niggas, spread they jackets in my city it can happen

Drug dealers be speakin' Latin so fluently

Can't find no job cause them two felonies ruined me

Ain't **** you can do to me, you gotta point to prove to me

Prove it to the killers and drug dealers that's cool with me

They all went to school with me

Never took the time to learn

About the economics of the countries that we bombing

Jews, Christians, or Islamic

Drinking liquor till I vomit

Getting higher than a comet

Reading comic books which never shook

I witnessed crooks committing crimes

Stick to the guideline, mind the business that was mine

Skipping class and writing rhymes

Never home, both in a time

Guess it wasn't set in stone for me to succeed

Cause I came from a broken home

So take a look at me and you will see

They all just want that devil's pie

Goodbye, bye bye

Yo, everybody saying because we choose to be organized now

That we are emulating Italians

We should emulate Italians cause they don't like us

Mother****ers got it twisted, you know what I mean?

We got organization because we P.K

And it's not the mob really that we seeing, it's really the government

They the biggest mob, that's what we study

Government

Yeah, aye I get low, I get low

Sitting in the middle of a black photo

With the handcuffs on me but I'm not sorry man

Cause I wish I slit his throat

Bust his nose and the po-po grab me

Bet he wasn't laughing, that's a joke

But that faggot put his hands all on my girl

Boy that's a no, nah nah

Now I'm purging the cell

Damn it feel like it's a personal hell

And if that judge starts smirking

I'll be having urges to hurt him as well

Motivated by vengeance

Sentiment a betterment

And sending him intensive care

I don't watch the throne

Cause I'm off my rock

I watch the electric chair

But I got connections and corrections

Boy I'm settin' in

So if this music **** ain't working

That's my next career

I was raised upstate

Where the people went away for drugs and violent crime

Now the block that I live on

Got a schedule like a nine to five

And the ***** that by my side

Yeah, we Bonnie and Clyde

Yeah, we Columbine

In a daycare with some toddlers cryin'

And the world don't play fair

Yeah, they ain't care about how I survive

They all just want that devil's pie

Goodbye, bye bye

They all just want that devil's pie

Goodbye, bye bye

They all just want that devil's pie

Goodbye, bye bye