Devil Without a Cause
Album: Live Trucker
Release Date: 2/28/06
Label: Atlantic
Explicit version of "Devil Without a Cause" lyrics
You knew that I was coming 'cause you heard my name
But you don't know my game and never felt my pain
Can't read my brain but you read my lips
And got scared when you heard that I was coming with hits
Now don't even trip
Give thanks I'm alive when I should be dead
I'm in the red 'cause my mind's distortin'
People claimin that they know me
I'm a move mountains and touch the sun
Don't get scared now
So hold your bids
And f*** all you hoes
'Cause it's been a long time comin'
But I finally broke like an egg yolk
Like some uncut dope m***********
Same game
No sell-out
F*** the radio comin' from the R O M E O
Watch me throw like a fist of rage
Self made and paid and sawed off twelve gauges
Up that ass for the nine eight
(Nine eight)
Never fake
Seven years on wax comin' correct
Flat out you diss me punk
And I get to buck
'Cause they know who's runnin' this s***
Role model
My motto
Don't sleep
Four Vogues on a hundred spokes
We bust Biltmore Beavers and Top Dog Coats
We float like butterflies
Strapped with A-K's straight from the Chinese
What the f***'s goin' on in the D
Bunch of white boys pimpin' like the K I D
And it's all good I got love for my honkeys
We roll thick kick ass like donkeys
Anybody f***'s with you and I'm gonna mack 'em
Devil without a cause
I'm going platinum
I'm going platinum
We're going platinum
Devil without a cause
Uh
Yeah
(Come on)
Yeah
I went from St
To New York City and 700 dollar dinners
From hangin' with sinners and second hand cheap sex
To gettin' much respect from top record exec's
The cool Kid's comin' up to call you out
So shut up now or put my balls in your mouth
Bet that ass hoss I ain't forgot
When I was tossed in the dime
Used to call me dummy when my nose was f****** runny
Now my f*****' bunnies gettin' f*****' Matchbox 20 money
M************ want to claim their down
But when I was broke and down I never seen them around
All the s*** we talked
I did it without you got a brand new team
No triple beams it seems like a movie
Bought two cribs
No more fluzzies
Couple when it rains and a few when it snows
A brand new nose to go along with my habit
And a garden hose made out of 24 karat
Bought a couple parrots that like to squawk
And they sound like you and all the s*** you talk
Step inside my shoes
You're too old to kid
Already did what most love shout
Seven years on wax and I still ain't sold out
And there ain't no doubt in my mind
That I'm gonna stomp all over you
I'm go platinum
I'm go platinum
I'm go platinum
We're going platinum
Devil without a cause
Uh
Straight out of the streets of Taylor
Three foot high
I'm the J O E to the C
Call me Joe C
I'm a freak hoe
Three foot nine with a ten foot dick
The ladies pick
And rake through kind like a bum through wine
It's my time so I'm gonna shine like lead
Old as piss
Watch me pass smoke some hash
You're raking grass while I'm raking cash
High-ass voice like Aaron Neville
And I'm down with the devil
Say we like to party
We like to party
We like to party
We like to party
You like to party
We like to party
You like to party
Devil without a cause
Uh
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