the devil that you know So won't you turn the key? You know that you'd be lost without me sometimes it's better the devil that you know you know you know you know
and get it Anything you want, anything you need You gotta get it, yeah and go get it Ain't comin' to you, you gotta put in your dues Show the world that you
of life is harsh Just know that God's keeping you level He'll even speak through the ghetto to reach you Just to teach you that the streets is the devil
't gotta be nervous, about somebody knowing your name Everybody is your family, it's love around you Even on earth, God is your upper when people down you
it with a nickel platted nine So I can hit you in the nick of time hit the nicest I can find Every nights a different dime (Madchild) I was a crazy little devil
grass Stash the right bitch pull out his kite from this white bitch Talkin' 'bout dear ghost, you the only nigga I know Like when the cops come, you
is ill Some'll rock you to sleep, hap, for selling cross pills Being watched all day like enemy's prey Faces, you never seen before is in your hallway Brothers you
' Yo, I dedicate this to the one dimensional No imagination, excuse for perpetration My man came over and said, "Yo, we thought we heard you" Joke's on you, you
not a friend of me, I peeped your card, you're not as hard as you pretend to be, who wanna spark it, with the chocolate macademian, hand clean to the cranium, you know
x] [Interlude:] "But, you know, it's like everybody I hear wanna be a tough guy killa, a gangsta, you understand? But, ah, most of the gangstas and killas I know
dutch madness I cuts and slashs plus I flows like Casius It's warless, clashes you need credit in the last days So when them gats spray, do crime pay when you
around here switching shit Telling people don't play that, you gotta play this Telling school you ain't saying that, you gotta say this You can't wear that, you
buddies came by and said "You gonna get up a game?", "No," the soldier replied "I'm gonna spend a little quiet time with the Lord" "Looks like to me you
days of house of pain are gone And if you talk about my little girl in a song again I'ma kill you (I'ma kill you) You just a quitter, and you bitter
as charged, hit the switch and try to cook me Silence a nigga for the shit I'm spittin, I know I'm scarin ya A poison you created in the veins of America
are like a jungle, can't let my cypher crumble Vivid thoughts, Devils resort to trick knowledge They kick garbage, lust for chicks and quick dollars I know
the truth of Allah for the Nation of the Gods You know what I'm sayin'? We breakin' egg through these days God You know what I'm sayin'? We got the fuckin
