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(feat. Mannie Fresh) [Mannie Fresh as Devil talking] HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA BRING YOUR LIFESTYLE TO ME I'LL MAKE IT BETTER HA HA HA HA HA HAAAA [Verse 1: Mr. Ivan (MF as Devil)] From time to time I hear that voice inside my mind Me thinks me going crazy, I hear that voice all the time Reminiscin' on the time I need a come up Then went paranoid now I need to jack a nigga to make a buck Double-up on a motha fucka with some bankin Jackin by to shootin on top of cats and leavin them stankin I hear that voice in my head sayin (KILL A BITCH!) Picked up me 9, he started tellin me this: (IF YOU KILL THAT NIGGA I'MA GET YA LITTLE BUICK FIXED HELP YOU GET SOME RIMS, A PAINT JOB, A STEREO AND SHIT!, HAHAHAHA) See now I'm squirmin about the deal that was made Did what I had to do, did all the tricks of the trade I killed that nigga and my very wish was granted Just like a flower in the ground this nigga was plantin Now thats a job well done, with a Ruger 9 gun Now I'ma murdera the devil got me sprung nigga (YOU DO OFF WITH THEM I'MA GIVE YOU A HOE, GET YA NOTE UP YOU'LL GET ALL YOUR DOPE DEALS IN THE MELPHAMEINE!) Its all good, now i carried the dots with the quickness Letras de cancionesI kill 'em all dead, I'm slingin that blood on that ass bitch I made that come up, not caught slippin, they comin to get me Blast on that ass until I'm sittin (UP IN MY ROOM!) fuck ya nigga (NOW YA DOIN TIME!) Ain't this a bitch? its just the devil inside me nigga (HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA, YEAH HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HAAAAAAA) [Verse 2: Mr. Ivan (MF as Devil)] fa some reason they finally let me out the penetenchary Thinkin it back, thinkin back like, what that voice said to me? He showed motha fuckazz its all about havin things Do what I had to do, get straight, get it right, ya dig what im sayin mayne? (YEAH) Get out the gear, grab my Tec from the shop Takin' it off, breakin em off, thinkin bout suttin im doin by myself This voice inside me started speakin again repeatin: (EVERYTHING I GAVE YOU BACK IN THE PAST IS WHAT YOU NEED YEAH YA SCARY ASS SHOULDA LEFT 'EM DEAD I GIVE YOU WHAT YOU WANT THIS TIME BLAST ON THAT ASS WITH YO HOCKEY MASK [MUHAAAA]) I'm doin alotta bullshit just to get what i want I gotta kill, steal cars, steal money and dope but still i wanna flow I draw them all down with the motha fuckin slug The punk motha fucka's dead and no they aint gon get no kind of love Gotz to peel caps with the fuckin Ruger 9'n Kickin it with the devil, makin it sure that we gettin our mind'n Gatz fa snapz I can not figure I'm drivin my self aint this a bitch? its just the devil inside me nigga (HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA, YEAH HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HAAAAAAA VERSE 3, G) [Verse: 3 (MF as Devil] Commintin murders, doin what this motha fucka tell me Got me hooked on crack I cant believe he tryin to shell me (SHOOT OFF SOME HEROIN IN YO VAINS I'LL GET YOU A HOUSE!) Addicted like they was Tic-Tacs, fa the crew I'm gettin strung out (SHOOT IT IN YA ARMS AND YOUR NECK AND YOUR CHEST!) So I could end up in a coffin? (DO WHAT I SAY AND I'MA HANDLE THE REST, YEAH!) He got me dreamin fa the lies he been told me Weither you know it or not its just the Devil thats controllin me Sheeit there aint no way for me to get out, I'm strung out, I cant stop This voice is screamin inside me: "Do what I'm sayin daddy" I started murderin, robbin, slangin that white shit I'm too far gon from my own, half I'm a dead bitch (FUCK YA RUGER 9 I WANT YOU TO BLAST ON A BITCH!) Whateva, this motha fucka tell me is what the fuck i did I'm obligated, it doesnt matter if I kill a bitch Blast and blast, then a mother fucka splitted my wig Bleedin to death, when the police shit done pull Bought a one way ticket straight to hell and this satan fool: (THAT ASS IS MINE, YOU SHOULDN'T OF NEVER PULLED THE TRIGGA!) I'm dead, burnin in hell, its just the Devil inside me nigga... (HA HA HA HA HA WUSSUP NIGGA? HA HA HA WELCOME TO HELL...) From Letras Mania