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Let The Devil In Lyrics - Artist : Grieves
Got 35 notches on the belt
Fire in the sky with 5 records on the shelf Stress-related symptoms in my health Said I couldn't take it with me, watch me drag it all to hell then I pour another bottle on my grave Ain't nobody care about you when you step up off this stage Plus the doc told me I should count my days Said the poison in my body's like a bullet to the face Yeah I am going off, bitch I'm going off Pressure hangin' round my neck like a holy cross Turned that lightin' in a bottle into Molotovs Pain tatted on me like a motherfuckin' coat of arms If you thought that it was different then you goin' soft Everybody knows, go and play the Leonard Cohen song Bad days, long nights, and strong medicine If you can hear it knockin' you's about to let the devil in It'll be a cold day in hell Ain't nobody ringing my bell Glow like the sun, but I run in the night They let a devil grab a hold of the mic (killa) It'll be a cold day in hell (let's go) Ain't nobody ringing my bell Glow like the sun, but I run in the night They let a devil grab a hold of the mic Yo That's 35 trips around the sun Runnin' outta gas with 9 bullets in my gun (count 'em) That shadow on my shoulder weighs a ton Y'all pretend like my experience with hell was just for fun, nah Go and take me to the river with my sins Ain't a man alive without 'em, you can write that in my skin Plus the preacher told me time was runnin' thin Said if I don't make a change they won't ever let me in Yeah I'm going mad, bitch I'm going mad That stress feelin' like I'm walkin' over broken glass I slapped forever in the face with an open hand Swollen glands growin' in my neck like a watered plant If you thought I couldn't make it then you full of trash Blindin' motherfuckers like the glare from a solar flash It's bad days, long nights, and strong medicine If you can hear me knockin' you's about to let the devil in It'll be a cold day in hell Ain't nobody ringing my bell Glow like the sun, but I run in the night They let a devil grab a hold of the mic (killa) It'll be a cold day in hell (let's go) Ain't nobody ringing my bell Glow like the sun, but I run in the night They let a devil grab a hold of the mic |
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