Barter with Devils

Lyrics

[Produced by Seven] [Intro: Kane & (Mr. Scratch)] We are each our own devil, and we make this world our hell So I pass to thee a plea to make you my personal devil To have you as my guide and pray to you to bring me back If you may, please let me speak (Please, amuse me) [Verse] As I walk through the shadow of the valley of death I realize I haven't ever come close to even one peaceful breath So I look into your eyes and pray for you to let me loose I pray to you, my dead fam, and all of my semi's too Murder is beautiful and I release evil from their corpses I bring forth their souls but I have only given some morsels Make me immortal and I could bring you a lifetime supply Of anything and everything before you will die Before I go cry, I know I'm in panic I wasted my chance and I know I can't stand it I was built for the purpose of cocking the hammer I wasn't built for social purposes or minding my manners That's why with you I can relate with the most This "god" being prayed to, I raise a toast I know motherfuckers in Harlem that would go and rape Christ And butchers in Hell's Kitchen carving with steak knives You flow through me, I flow through you You help me, well then I'll help you too Help me back to life and raise back my empire We'll be greater than the Greeks, the stakes will be raised higher First you start low, and then you build up Me and you know, that I shouldn't pay up So much potentials, so many connections You couldn't even hide from me if you was in Witness Protection It doesn't matter if I prayed to god before I was afraid of death, but now I want to raise the Glock and more God wouldn't allow homicide or anything like it It's in human nature to breed and kill in spite of it Remember it was God who smacked you down from Heaven Cause you wouldn't agree to worship without a fucking question It would interest you to let me go to further spread some evil Would you please give me another chance, so I can behead some people [Bridge: The Deevil's Advocate] All you speak of is irrelevant, doesn't matter about your weapons and When it comes to our bargain, all you've been was arrogant You sold your soul to me, so you must honor your bargain You wanted another chance, you will not get another pardon I agree with all your points but I couldn't care less Pray to Mr. Scratch your soul to keep, in all of my fairness [Outro] (Instrumental Fade)