(Chorus)
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Fuck the slice, we want the pie
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why ask why till we fry
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watch us all stand in line
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for a slice of the devils pie
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drugs and thugs, women and wine
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three or four at a time
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watch them stand all in line
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for a slice of the devils pie
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who am i to justify
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all the evil in our eye
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when i myself feel the high
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from all that i despise
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behind the jail or in the grave
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i have to lay in this bed i made
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if i die b4 i wake
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hope the lord dont hesitate
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2 get 2 heaven done been through hell
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tell my peeps all is well
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all them fools whos souls 4 sale
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sitting next to the jezebel
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demons screamin in my ear
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all my anger all my fear
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if i holla let them hear
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in this spinning sphere
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(chorus)
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main ingredients to this dish
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goes like this
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heres the list
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materialistic, greed and lust, jealousy, envious
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bread and dough, chedda cheese, flash and stash, cash and cream
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temperatures at a high degree
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wheres niggaz come to feast
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hells this all about
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apocolypse aint no doubt
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everbody's ho'ing out all the loot, all the clout
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right or wrong
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do or die
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only the vengance will pacify
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watch your back and so will i
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in these days and time
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(chorus)
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aint no justice
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just us
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ashes to ashes
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dust to dust
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time has come for most of us
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2 choose in which god we trust
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i know i was born to die
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searching to find
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piece of mind
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with eighty five dumb and blind
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there can be no compromise
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Devils Pie
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| D'Angelo |
