Rick Friedrich - Devil On My Shoulder lyrics

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Rick Friedrich - Devil On My Shoulder lyrics

[Verse 1] Bury me a tyrant, under a stack of lies After my nine lives, next to my six wives Like Henry the eighth and sell ad space on my grave While I smoke cigarettes outside the heavenly gates I'm just an outlaw, peddling psychedelics Shooting his mouth off if you looking angelic I'm quick with a catcall, slow to get jealous I could be your down fall with this product that im selling Never had the patience of the students of the game Blessed by my followers, shallow be thy name Paradise in a vile, it's all that they crave Men tie off, seen em take it in vein Product of my environment? Nah there was never product of my environment Until I stepped outside and then i couldn't stop finding it And one of these is gonna be the sword up in my side And yeah there's really no denying it [Hook] I still got the devil on my shoulder I still got this devil on my shoulder [Verse 2] Trap music, nah, this is bear trap music Snap your leg and don't attach your air max to it But their rap music is bare a** putrid Prison rape anthems they bare back to it Stripper sh**: stuff I say to get a rise out of you I wasn't born, no, I had to climb out the womb I ripped the docs heart and lungs through a slit in his jugular Said "f** science" and I turned to a juggler We all wanna be gods but nobody wanna be Jesus Take a sh**, frame it, and they call you a genius We want nothing but power, that's Master Cards, Visas American Express, Wells Fargo be my keeper Money on my mind and my mind on my manners Advice on your grammar, word to my grandma Life on front street, I doubt they bout that They live in a computer, well I'm sh**ting on your mouse pad Oh, you rockstars now? Cool cool cool cool You think it's all played out? Cool cool cool cool You're on your grown man tip? Cool cool cool cool You're so above this sh**? Cool cool cool cool I'm still about the tails that I'm chasing Flip em for some head i'ma set their hearts racing Ordering desert? I'm still out here tasting Congrats on your marriage and that sentence that your facing Got a girl you're proud of thinking that you came up Well I'm still trying to do some sh** that I'm ashamed of So when I look back and i'm through with the night If I don't have anxiety I'm not doing it right Showing off in the telly while the cameras are on me I've been lobbying mami to maybe bob in the lobby I'm the King but not Rodney, I'm high but not Bobby But if Whitney was with me you would have to pry her off me Oh you so afraid to get dirt up on your sneaks? What a waste of the world at your feet But talk is cheap so I walk the streets And walk on while they all get rocked to sleep