Crooked I - Devil In My Room lyrics

[Produced by Darknight & 8Bars] [Bridge: Novel] Last night I heard a voice say I've been getting in my own way I think I'm falling off the deep end so I haven't been sleepin' Last night I heard a voice in my head Said it's an emergency, said he had some work for me [Verse 1: Joe Budden] He said f** the world or maybe he said it in jest I told him that I already did multiple times Truthfully I wasn't never impressed But to contradict that matter again To the point where nothing matters again More money, more problems, more cases, more lawyers involved And more fame just means more paranoia involved I done made friends, lost friends, same hour Tried to use my truths as a means to gain power Uh, same tricks, same cowards Why I be like f** any n***a that ain't ours Never slipping, never threatened I think they forgetting for a second non-fiction ain't a weapon Thoughts could be hypnotic, nah, just neurotic Called oft psychotic, flawed by off logic, but I got this [Hook: Joe Budden] Last night I saw the devil sitting in my room And we greeted with a smile Said that he had been there for a while Last night I heard the devil talking in my head Said this is an emergency, said he had some work for me He said [Verse 2: Joe Budden] He said one day your friends gon' be your demise Said a few of 'em is me in disguise Deceit in his eyes, said I like the teaching me wise But the leeches I don't need in my life, please be advised Real coy, listening, still annoyed Said these hoes fill a void, all hoes, you still a boy Said you searching, you don't know what to do You thinking you f**ing 'em when really they f**ing you Look, said they see you on feats Said you give the love to the ones that need it the least But wait, you can't put me on trial for my errors I learned, trial and error, the how I couldn't tell ya You talking to the realest, nah, just a realist Nah, you just a n***a don't recognize what the real is Thoughts could be hypnotic, thoughts get out of pocket You'll be powerless, get lost, you try to stop it, I got this [Hook] [Verse 3: Crooked I] He said what you doing this music for, I got news for ya If you don't sell your soul to me Then you just gon' ruin your future, bruh See, I just cracked open this Goose And I mixed that elixir with juice Then I was introduced to Lucifer In a dark room, his tongue as sharp as a harpoon We started discussing things He told me about his minions and his underlings Told me that he was Gepetto of the ghetto Had snake n***as on his puppet strings Taught him betrayal and other schemes He ain't new to this, he true to this, said he been doing this Since Jesus was crossed for thirty pieces of silver And he sealed the deal with a Judas kiss When Ceasar was stabbed in the back He was the one who placed the knife in Brutus fist Now he got his hands in our music biz Told me to ignore the war and the poor Aim my music more towards the who*es and drug lords And the fans are pourin' through the doors Sell out my tours, get awards galore I told him I just wanted to be the modern day Marvin Gaye He said you might wanna rethink that Cause I know where your father stay I'll possess him to pick up the chrome Pop you in the dome for trying to tell the people for what's going on He said that's where you're going wrong It's more demons than angels in this biz, you're on your own Wanna hit the big screens switch your sixteens Get some slim jeans, get your big dreams Or make your wrist gleam, get your big cream, hope you're listening I just had to switch to his team, uh, it was tempting The contract was in blood He said I know you sick of trafficking d** - sign it Nah, I got this [Hook] [Bridge] [Outro] I think the weed started f**ing with a n***a