Texty:
Devil Breath

, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh? Nail done, hair done Everything did Nails done, hair done Everything did Oh, you fancy, huh? Well, aren't you a breath

cease Street homicide, war, it's all the same 'Cause murder is murder by any name A known criminal is sentenced to death Now the legal system controls his last breath

it's dark and cold. I find find peace of mind, cause I have you to hold. When were sound asleep, And we're breathing slow. Angels up above, And the devil

things I seen Hey it was packed on the Ryker's bus The tightest cuffs is holdin' me shackled The life of a thug caught in the Devil's Lasso On the streets

huh Nail done, hair done, every thing done Nails done, hair done, everything d... Oh you fancy huh Oh you fancy huh You you fancy huh Oh you fancy huh [T.I.] Well aren't you a breath

you And fighting all the demons will take time It will take time The angels they burn inside for us And are we ever, are we ever gonna learn to fly The devils

And there ain't a nigga that can fuck wit that We split up, we tied up, my nigga wassup wit that Lettin' the devil get in, to the pen, devils pretendin

you can't hide from me Sleepwalk shit talk nigga That be running from niggas in the ghetto Now get on my level rebuking the Devil Representing like ah

I caught a plane out to Cleveland late last evening To help my niggas clean up some niggas no longer breathing now Who you believe in hit the weed and breathe