Devil In Disguise

Where am I going? What I'm living for?

I rolled the dice on life so tell me what they getting for it

I'm three shots in, probably depressed

But crying about my problems ain't gonna get me out this mess

Ride around playing Scarface, I'm a hard case

I want to die, but I'm scared of looking in God's face

Popping pills and powder, trying to kill some hours

Cause when I'm sober, man I promise I can feel the power

Of death eating me slowly I'm on my way

Heaven or Hell? Well that's only for God to say

I lost some people but I never like to talk about it (nah)

Hard time, we go through 'em we don't walk around 'em

I'm too mature to go listen to Black Hippy

Get trippy, smoke on the sticky, and find a Britney that's pretty, naw

I know that only pacifies my problem

There's something deep inside me and I can't seem to resolve it

My worst days, man I just want to revolver

My best days I'm blinded by all this fog, huh

I'm in the ride looking mean, money in the jeans

Ladies all cling to the fabric like static

But in the end, you know it's all a bad habit

Strangers on my Craftmatic, man we all some addicts

Perfect junkies trying to find who we really are

Hypnotized by the rims on a pretty car

Why?

Lord I know the truth, but I'm good in my lies

If loving this is wrong I don't want to be right

It keeps pulling me down, so I look to the clouds

There is the devil, the devil in disguise

They brag about a million dollars like that's supposed to make us cold

I know better, I seen Jay chase a hundred more

If he ain't satisfied with it, what's the point in running?

Just sit here with a blunt and watch these rappers try to stunt

And break necks for paychecks, if I ain't broke

I'm still broken; tie a noose into this tightrope

Then I walk and feel the hellfire on my heels

But I ain't hurt enough to heal, I don't want to kneel

If God's real, I believe he became a man

Otherwise, ain't no other way to understand

What it's like to be me

What it's like to be an outcast tempted by all the devil's diseases

So if it pleases Him to rescue a fool

I'll be drowning in a pool of liquor to keep cool

Smoking a Kool, like the old heads do

Call me Nat King Cole, like I'm gonna spread blue

Pain a pest, I been trying to smoke it out

But it never seems to die when I choke it out

I try to drink it away but my stomach swell

And what I'm drinking on earth, I'll probably throw up in Hell, well

Jesus they say You'll take away my cancer

Accept the mess of a man that I am and give me answers (please)

They say You died for the selfishness that I'm pursuing

Before I head to my ruin, turn my eyes to you

Six shots in and half past sober

I pray when I wake up the darkness will be over

God, I'm six shots in, half past sober

Pray when I wake up the darkness will be over