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Текст (слова) песни: Jay-Z - D`Evils

[Verse One]
This shit is wicked on these mean streets
None of my friends speak
We`re all trying to win, but then again
Maybe it`s for the best though, cause when they`re seeing too much
You know they`re trying to get you touched
Whoever said illegal was the easy way out couldn`t understand the mechanics
And the workings of the underworld, granted
Nine to five is how to survive, I ain`t trying to survive
I`m trying to live it to the limit and love it a lot
Life ills, poison my body
I used to say `fuck mic skills`
And never prayed to God, I prayed to Gotti
That`s right it`s wicked, that`s life I live it
Ain`t asking for forgiveness for my sins, ends
I break bread with the late heads, picking their brains for angles on
all the evils that the game`ll do
It gets dangerous, money and power is changing us
And now we`re lethal, infected with D`Evils...

[Verse Two]
We used to fight for building blocks
Now we fight for blocks with buildings that make a killing
The closest of friends when we first started
But grew apart as the money grew, and soon grew black-hearted
Thinkin back when we first learned to use rubbers
He never learned so in turn I`m kidnappin his baby`s mother
My hand around her collar, feeding her cheese
She said the taste of dollars was shitty so I fed her fifties
About his whereabouts I wasn`t convinced
So I kept feedin her money `til her shit started to make sense
Who could ever foresee, we used to stay up all night at slumber parties
Now I`m tryin to rock this bitch to sleep
All the years we were real close
Now I see his fears through her tears
Know she`s wishin we were still close
Don`t cry, it is to be
In time, I`ll take away your miseries and make `em mine, D`Evils...

[Verse Three]
My flesh, no nigga could test
My soul is possessed by D`Evils in the form of diamonds and lexuses
The Exorcist, got me doing skits like Homie
You don`t know me, but the whole world owe me - strip!
Was thought to be a pleasant guy all my fucking life
So now I`m down for whatever, ain`t nothing nice
Throughout my junior high years it was all friendly
But now this +Higher Learning+ got the +Remy+ in me
Liquors invaded my kidneys
Got me ready to lick off, mama forgive me
I can`t be held accountable, D`Evils beatin me down, boo
Got me runnin with guys, making G`s, tellin lies that sound true
Come test me, I never cower
For the love of money, son, I`m giving lead showers
Stop screamin, you know the demon said it`s best to die
And even if +Jehovah Witness+, bet he`ll never testify, D`Evils...

 

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