Devil's Pie

Fuck the slice, want the pie

Why ask why till we fry

Watch us all stand in line

For a slice of the devil's pie

Drugs and thugs, women, wine

Three or four at a time

Watch them all stand in line

For a slice of the devil's pie

Who am I to justify

All the evil in our eye

When I myself feel the high

From all that I despise?

Behind the jail or in the grave

I have to lay in this bed I made

And if I die before I wake

I hope the Lord don't hesitate

To get to heaven, went through hell

Tell my peeps all is well

All them fools whose soul's for sale

Sitting next to the Jezebel

Demons screamin' in my ear

All my anger, all my fear

If I holler, let them hear

In this spinning sphere

Fuck the slice, want the pie

Why ask why till we fry

Watch us all stand in line

For a slice of the devil's pie

Drugs and thugs, women, wine

Three or four at a time

Watch them all stand in line

For a slice of the devil's pie

Main ingredients (uh) to this dish (yeah)

Goes like this, here's the list

Materialistic, greed and lust, jealousy, envious

Bread and dough, cheddar cheese

Flash and stash, cash and cream

Temperature's at a high degree

Where niggas come to feast

Hell is this all about?

Apocalypse, ain't no doubt

Everybody's ho'ing out

All the loot, all the clout

Right or wrong, do or die

Only vengeance could pacify

Watch your back and so will I

In these days and time

Fuck the slice, want the pie

Why ask why till we fry

Watch us all stand in line

For a slice of the devil's pie

Drugs and thugs, women, wine

Three or four at a time

Watch them all stand in line

For a slice of the devil's pie

(Tryna eat)

(Come on, come on)

(Come on, come on)

(If you want the pie)

(On a plate)

(Check it out)

(Mark of the beast)

(This how it be in this everlasting game)

Oh, woah-woah-woah-woah

Oh

Oh-oh-oh, woah-woah-woah

Ah

Ain't no justice, it's just us

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

Time has come for most of us

To choose in which God we trust

I know I was born to die

Searching to find a peace of mind

With eighty-five, dumb and blind

There can be no compromise

Fuck the slice (yeah), want the pie (uh)

Why ask why till we fry (till we gon' fry)

Watch us all stand in line

For a slice of the devil's pie (yeah, yeah)

Drugs and thugs (oh-oh), women, wine (huh)

Three or four at a time

Uh, wait a minute

Uh, let me tell you 'bout a slice of the devil's pie (oh-oh)

Uh, said everybody out there can get down with the slice of the devil's pie (oh-oh-oh, huh)

For a slice of the devil's pie

Little women in the streets sell her fuckin' body for a slice of the devil's pie (oh-oh)

Niggas killin' each other in the streets for a slice of the devil's pie

Say what?

All in line, all in line (oh)

For a slice of the devil's pie (yeah)

All in line, all in line (give me some)

For a slice of the devil's pie

All in line, all in line (what? Huh?)

For a slice of the devil's pie (yeah)

All in line, all in line (I don't give a fuck, I ain't goin' out for the—)

For a slice of the devil's pie (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)