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Devil In My Room

Joe Budden


Last night I heard a voice say
I've been gettin in my own way
I think I'm fallin off the deep end
So I haven't been sleepin
Last night I heard a voice in my head
He said it's an emergency
Said he had some words for me

Uhh, uhh
He said "fuck 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'll matter again
To the point where nothin matters again

More money, more problems, more cases, more lawyers involved
The more fame just means more paranoia involved
I done made friends, lost friends, same hour
Tried to use my troops as a means to gain power
Uhh, same tricks, same cowards
Why I be like fuck any nigga that ain't ours
Never slippin, never threatened
I think they forgettin for a second non-fiction ain't a weapon
Thoughts could be hypnotic, nah, just neurotic
Called oft psychotic, floored by off logic
But I got this

Last night I saw the devil sittin in my room
And we greeted with a smile; said that he'd been there for a while
Last night I heard the devil talkin in my head
He said it's an emergency, he said he had some words for me
He said
He said
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 teachin me wise
But the leeches I don't need in my life, please be advised

Real coy, listenin, still annoyed
Said these hoes fill a void, all hoes, you still a boy
Said you searchin, you don't know what to do
You thinkin you fuckin them when really they fuckin 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 talkin to the realest, nah, just a realist
Nah, you just a nigga 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

He said, "what you doin 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 sharp as a harpoon
We started discussin things
He told me about his minions and his underlings
Told me that he was gepetto of the ghetto
Had snake niggaz on his puppet strings
Taught him betrayal, and other schemes

He ain't new to this, he true to this
Said he been doin 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 whores 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 re-think that, cause I know where your father stay
I'll possess him to pick up the chrome
Pop you in your dome for tryin to tell the people (what's going on) "
He said "that's where you're goin wrong
It's more demons than angels in this biz, you on your own
Wanna hit the big screen, switch your sixteens
Get some slim jeans, forget 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 traffickin drugs
Sign it! " nah, I got this

No no no no no noo
Ohh, ohh last night I heard
Said no no no no noo
I think I'm fallin off the deep end
So I haven't been sleepin
Last night I heard
He said it's an emergency
Said he had some

No noo no no no no
Yeah yeah
Last night I heard a voice say
I think I'm gettin in my own way
I think I'm fallin off the deep end
So I haven't been sleepin
Last night I thought I heard a voice in my head
He said it's an emergency
Said he had some words for me
I think the weed's startin to fuck with a nigga, ohh

I think the weed's startin to fuck with a nigga, no
I think the weed smoke's fuckin with a nigga, ohh
I think the weed start fuckin with a nigga, yeah
I think the weed's startin to fuck with a nigga
I think the weed is fuckin with a nigga
I think this last weed's fuckin with a nigga
This weed smoke's fuckin with a nigga

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