C-Mob - The Devil Made Me Do It (Remix) lyrics

[Hook: C-Mob] The devil made me do it, I can't stop what he's telling me He sits on my shoulder and he sings a wicked melody Unleashing the hell in me and demons that dwell in me Now I'm doin' sh** considered way worse than a felony (The devil made me do it, the devil made me do it) [Verse 1: C-Mob] I'm facin' the confrontation, I'm tryin' to stay level-headed The voice told me: "k** 'em!" It sounded just like the Devil said it My vision got blurry, my mind felt clotted and drug Then I woke up and I realized that I was covered in blood Now what could had happen All I remember is I was about to be (?) snappin' All of a sudden I look up And see the bloody aftermath of a .45 clappin' I must have blacked out, then jabbed out And show no mercy when attackin' I gotta smash out, hit the background And get rid of the pistol I'm packin' I gotta go somewhere So I can figure out what's goin' on up inside of my head And (?) pissed I black out and then when I wake up See everyone violently dead And then I heard a voice "I got you doing my bidding" But do I have a choice? "Not if you wanna be living I'm the devil on your shoulder that'll tell you time for attack If you don't listen I'mma rip yo smile out yo back" f** it, ain't no point in fightin', I'mma murder willingly Leavin' enemies frighten, time for a k**ing spree [Hook: C-Mob] [Verse 2: II Tone] I'm hearin' voices in my head, got me thinkin' "What the f**?" Should I pop some pills to calm my nerves or lay back in the cut Angels cryin', demons speakin', my confessions I can't choose Heaven sent - hell bound, new direction in the noose Satan child, Devil's son, tryin' to lead me to the path I don't get it in and always win, a n***a do the math I stay upped on that powder in a world like Marilyn Manson Where the (?) angel (?) naked hoes table dancin' Now it's on, no more questions, pick your place out in a dirt Had to look up just to see hell so my feelings they don't hurt Armagheddon motherf**er, leave a scar across yo face It's the mark of the beast, Uncle Louis on the case Snakes slither on yo body and the maggots on your flesh If yo body start to smell pour some acid 'cross his chest I'm insane in the brain or whatever you wanna call it Cause I'm higher than a motherf**er, drunk as alcoholic [Hook: C-Mob] [Verse 3: Lord Infamous] Satan talk to the Lord Infamous Askin' me to gather souls ... slay But if I commit all these crimes (?) My soul will be damned in the Lucifer faith He told me the after life restin' my hands ... though I'm really not sure He must give me the prophecy to document demonic literature But all the biblical (?) sayin' that Satan that's an (?) But Satan said ... makin' these scripts ... truth You wanna be one of my (?) at the apocalypse when I am king But I cannot be Lord of this ... dreams and power it bring ... it's like a ... war between angels and demons And all the things I (?) for I want for the wrong reasons Infamous you have a gift, there are many who follow you through the gates And problem with the slave man is the gates heaven or Hades Knows my mind to test ... to do wrong Know I rap against the Crucifix in most of my songs I'm not blamin' it on Satan cause my mind is strong Cause the Devil didn't made me do it; did it on my own [Hook: C-Mob]