the devil is a nice guy - rez proph lyrics
sample from mobsters:
after all i am your number 2 right? i mean christ, screw em, we could be bigger than the jews, bigger than the irish, we could run the whole f-cken country, you could be the next john d rockefeller, if you let me do it for you
rez:
the devil is a nice guy, swear to god, nice guy, offered me all of these nice things/breitlings like vice kings/money and power/b-tches respect and that sour/kush blaze/good days/riches reflect all that our/world sh-t! our rules! all we making is power moves/all we chasing is coward dudes /all we taking is our food! two in the back! two in the front! umampaputsi in the speakers/but it’s just you and a blunt!
thoughts of a terror threat/
or better yet lost in the etiquette/
of street life flossing the cheddar that/
cost him a coffin or better yet/
a soul! they was taught to take n-ggas sh-t/
shoot him in the face if the n-gga trip/
see out here you could play or get played/
you could pray to get saved
or choose today to get paid/ n-gga!
and you ain’t got a lot of options dude!
the world is yours! take it! who’s stopping you?
the devil is a nice guy, swear to god, nice guy, offered me all of these nice things/breitlings like vice kings/money and power/b-tches respect and that sour/kush blaze/good days/riches reflect all that our/world sh-t! our rules! all we making is power moves/all we chasing is coward dudes / all we taking is our food! two in the back! two in the front! umapuputsi! in the speakers/but it’s just you and a blunt!
spot the victim at a traffic light/
bout to turn his evening to a tragic night/
grab the gun from my dude infront/
p-ss the homey next to me the blunt/
the driver sayin that i may be soft/ told me run up on him with the safety off/
car tyres screechin up next to him/
i jump out feelin extra grim/
gun to the head , lay down on the floor/ give me all you got, and then give me some more/ he saying he ain’t got sh-t/
he screaming don’t shoot please/ i got a wife and a kid and a baby on the way with a few needs/
and i’m thinkin f-ck em all/ f-ck em all and their wives/
f-ck all em their husbands, f-ck em all and their lives/ f-ck em all and their baby boys/ f-ck em all their baby girls/ f-ck em all/ f-ck em all, f-ck em all and this crazy world/
gunshot!!
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