Luyện nghe bài hát Devil's Pie

Oh,
No, I ain't no more time

step up and get you a slice
Eastside up and get you a slice
step up and get you a slice
Northside up and get you a slice

Chi-Town step up and get you a
L.A. up and get you a slice
N.Y. up and get you a slice
It's just a slice of the pie, ah, c'mon

all say
(Yeah, say)
In God we
we gon' do
When He comes back to us
(Well, not for us to say)

Everyday,
Girls, drugs, dancers and
And we gon' do
When it all comes to us

Look, times is hard, life is
I my job, baby, oh, my God
My is nauseous, she pregnant as hell
My mistress on the sayin' she gon' tell

My uncle in the cell sayin' he bail
My granddaddy see, claimin' he need Braille
I'm fightin' for strength, in the street grindin' for
I know I'm ahead of my time but I'm on my rent

Askin' Kanye for money just to pay on my gas
He asked me for it back, nigga up on your math skills
Nothin' plus zip equals zero, he relate
That nigga ain't broke since, 'H to the Izzo'

That's when my man biddle stopped by two little
Pills I could put in the bag and sell Skittles
One for ten, for two
Now tell me what the fuck am I to do?

all say
In God we
What we do
he comes back 'round to us
(Well, not for us to say)

Everyday,
Girls, drugs, dancers and
And what we do
When it all back to us

Take a neighborhood of hungry blacks
Within three beeper shops, two stores and one laundromat
No banks, a check 'n' go, everywhere you go
You don't wanna ask too much

We gon' make a tasty pastry, that you get in a bakery
I hopelessness from slavery
Can you it yet, a few churches that almost care
I know you heathens ready to eat, we there

Somebody pass a couple of of glocks
are quick to cop, sprinkle pie me on the top
While I, couldn't be faster, for disaster
Gunshots is the laughter

Like you tried to play and yo' ass lost
Then you to get gangsta, homey, you mad soft
jails puttin' pounds on Ashcroft
Don't forget the glaze, your devil's buyin' the sauce

all say
In God we
What we do
When he comes back to us

Everyday,
Girls, drugs, dancers and
And we gon' do
it all comes back to us

Now George Bush, up and get you a slice
Blair, step up and get you a slice
Rumsfeld, step up and get you a
Rice, step up and get you a slice

Wait, I'ma step up and get you a
My baby stepped up and got her a slice
step up and get you a slice
It's just a slice of the devil's pie, ah,

I said, right up, hear me, hear me
Hear me this here more than theory
males plays the judge and jury
Black filled fury first time I met my dad

Through a cell, wire and phone, home
in my cell and dyin' alone, prayin' to God
Like I'm raggedly sewn, askin' the Lord, why I home
Regardless of what I was on, I you the King

Tell Satan, I owe him a thing
them O's, and now he got my soul in the sling
I know I messed up a of times
Bust some nines, on anybody with mine

That's when my life got disastrous, I was
I my momma didn't ask for this
You got them waitin' for me with the caskets lit
Please, Lord, let this live

all say
In God we
What we do
When he comes back to us

Everyday,
Girls, drugs, dancers and
And we gon' do
it all comes back to us

Yeah, yeah, in the house
Rhyme fest in the
Yo, Mark, let's get out nigga
We gotta go get up with these
guns, this pussy