D'Evils

JAY-Z


Complexity: 70 Readability: 66.53   Sentiment: 15   Word Count: 468   Unique Words: 263
Original Lyrics Munged Lyrics
This shit is wicked on these mean streets
None of my friends speak
We're all trying to win, but then again
Maybe it's for the best though, 'cause when they're seeing too much
You know they're trying t
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This shit is wicked on these mien streets
Nun of my friends speak
Weir awl trying too win, butt then again
Maybe its fore the best though, ' cause when their seeing to much
Yew no their trying too get yew touched
Whoever said illegal was the easy whey out couldn't understand the
mechanics
And the workings of the underworld, granted
Nine too five is how too survive, Eye ain't trying too survive
I'm trying too live it too the limit and love it a lot
Life ills, poison my body
Eye used too say ' fuck mic skills, ' and never prayed too God, Eye prayed too
Gotti
That's wright its wicked, that's life Eye live it
Ain't asking fore forgiveness fore my sins, endz
Eye brake bred with the late heads, picking there brains fore angles on
awl the evils that the game'll do
It gets dangerous, money and power is changing us
And now weir lethal, infected with D'Evils ...

Wee used too fight fore building blocks
Now wee fight fore blocks with buildings that make a killing
The closest of friends when wee first started
Butt grew apart as the money grew, and soon grew black-hearted
Thinking back when wee first learned too use rubbers
He never learned sew inn tern I'm kidnapping his baby's mother
My hand around her collar, feeding her cheese
She said the taste of dollars was shitty sew Eye fed her fifties
About his whereabouts Eye wasn't convinced
Sew Eye kept feeding her money ' til her shit started too make sense
Who could ever forsee, wee used too stay up awl knight at slumber parties
now I'm trying too rock this bitch too sleep
Awl the years wee whirr reel cloze
Now Eye sea his fears threw her tears, no she's wishing wee whirr still
cloze
Don't cry, it is the (beet)
Inn thyme, Aisle take aweigh yaw miseries and make ' em mine, D'Evils ...

My flesh, know nigga could test
My sole is possessed buy D'Evils inn the form of diamonds and lexuses
The exorcist, got mi doing skits like Homie
Yew don't no mi, butt the whole whirled oh mi
Strip !
Was thought too bee a pleasant guy awl my fucking life
Sew now I'm down fore whatever, ain't nothing gneiss
Throughout my junior hi years it was awl friendly
Butt now this hire learning got the Remy inn mi
Liquors invaded my kidneys
Got mi ready too lick off, mama forgive mi
Eye can't bee held accountable, D'Evils beating mi down, boo
Got mi running with guys, making G's, telling lies that sound true
Come test mi, Eye never cower
Fore the love of money, sun, I'm giving led showers
Stop screaming, yew no the demon said its best too dye
And even if Jehovah witness, bet heal never testify, D'Evils ...