The Devil is Dope

Verse 1:

If you free your mind your ass has got to

But you're caught up in that same ol' patent and trap that the homies go through

Searchin' for answers without no questions

You thought it could never happen to you and your crew, but y'all was no exception

It started out as fun and it was all about kicks (kicks)

But each and every kick turned out to be a trick

Imagine this you got no family, you got no ends

You got no hustle, no muscle, no car, no clothes, you got no friends

You once was the neighborhood boss and hog

And no g livin' legend like walkin' dogs

Niggaz hate to admit it, but they know it's true

Damn near everybody in the hood, includin' the kids, wanna be just like you

So, hear I stand as a witness, or, should I say a reclaimed victim

Written off and spit on by this really sick ass system

You can roll what I roll in the swirl from the smoke

Somebody take a vote, the devil is dope

Chorus:

The devil is dope (dope)

Out of control

The devil is dope

The devil is dope

Out to get your soul (yeah-yeah)

The devil is dope

Verse 2:

Things seen only imagined and in dreams

Until, the same nightmares in tv screens your teenage screams (ahh!)

Cause the dosage wasn't right

Now his chest is gettin' tight

And everything is goin' black

But it's the middle of the day, figure that

But you still can't see with a thousand watt beam (blind!)

And you need mo gin to feed your triple beam with schemes (wake up!)

Cause traffic done slowed up like the one ten at five

So, you dance the street section at around two, to try to stay alive

And now you trapped tryin' to play hockey with some tic tac's (tic tac's!)

And niggaz tellin' you to kick back and bend back, but you already did that

And all money ain't good money

But everybody want the cream and honey

Thinkin' that the other side is all green plus it's sunny (yeah!)

But, money, lust, and jealousy most lead to treachery

From a.c. to o.g. to p.g. to p.c.b.

As you call for your locs, set adrift in the smoke

It's like murder, heat, smoke, the devil is dope

Chorus

Verse 3:

Sunshine on your mind but darkness prevails

You move your sales from motel to hotel

Prerequisite for a blast, merchandise, cash, or ass

Bloodshed often is the door where personalaties crash

And it's your task to try to make a meal ticket

So, you can kick it and be swift with your chicken (bock-bock!)

You's a victim and since you got your own mind

It ain't all your fault, but you gotta do your own time

Choose your weapon cause your first impression

Often dictates the situation that you find yourself caught in

If you still blind and you can't see

You better obtain yourself some glasses and clear your vision like dmc (don't run!)

And remember what I told you

Remember who brought a soldier

I wanna wake you up like sega

Consume large amounts of dank-a

Man overboard

Beware of the underlords

Stay your ass on the boat, the devil is dope (ooh-ooh!)

Chorus: repeat 2x with adlibs in there