Jay-Z Lyrics

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D'Evils Lyrics

This shit is wicked on these mean streets

 None of my friends speak

 We're all trying to win, but then again

 Maybe it's for the best though, 'cause when they're seeing too much

 You know they're trying to get you touched

 Whoever said illegal was the easy way out couldn't understand the

 mechanics

 And the workings of the underworld, granted

 Nine to five is how to survive, I ain't trying to survive

 I'm trying to live it to the limit and love it a lot

 Life ills, poison my body

 I used to say 'fuck mic skills,' and never prayed to God, I prayed to

 Gotti

 That's right it's wicked, that's life I live it

 Ain't asking for forgiveness for my sins, endz

 I break bread with the late heads, picking their brains for angles on

 all the evils that the game'll do

 It gets dangerous, money and power is changing us

 And now we're lethal, infected with D'Evils...

 

 We used to fight for building blocks

 Now we fight for blocks with buildings that make a killing

 The closest of friends when we first started

 But grew apart as the money grew, and soon grew black-hearted

 Thinking back when we first learned to use rubbers

 He never learned so in turn I'm kidnapping his baby's mother

 My hand around her collar, feeding her cheese

 She said the taste of dollars was shitty so I fed her fifties

 About his whereabouts I wasn't convinced

 So I kept feeding her money 'til her shit started to make sense

 Who could ever forsee, we used to stay up all night at slumber parties

 now I'm trying to rock this bitch to sleep

 All the years we were real close

 Now I see his fears through her tears, know she's wishing we were still

 close

 Don't cry, it is the (beat?)

 In time, I'll take away your miseries and make 'em mine, D'Evils...

 

 My flesh, no nigga could test

 My soul is possessed by D'Evils in the form of diamonds and lexuses

 The exorcist, got me doing skits like Homie

 You don't know me, but the whole world owe me

 Strip!

 Was thought to be a pleasant guy all my fucking life

 So now I'm down for whatever, ain't nothing nice

 Throughout my junior high years it was all friendly

 But now this higher learning got the Remy in me

 Liquors invaded my kidneys

 Got me ready to lick off, mama forgive me

 I can't be held accountable, D'Evils beating me down, boo

 Got me running with guys, making G's, telling lies that sound true

 Come test me, I never cower

 For the love of money, son, I'm giving lead showers

 Stop screaming, you know the demon said it's best to die

 And even if Jehovah witness, bet he'll never testify, D'Evils...