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Jay - 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 Jay - D'Evils - http://motolyrics.com/jay/devils-lyrics.html
 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








