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bitch\nWho had only one intention to pinch him, was bein' paid\nThe bitch went down with me and the buster was gettin' played\n\nMy mind started thinkin' the bitch is only for gankin'\nThe shit started stankin' as soon as I started drankin'\nThe first spirit told me to pay her and let her go\nThe devil told me, \"How in the fuck can you trust a ho?\"\nMy hands started shakin' and mentally, I was breakin'\nMy hunger for the thrill of a kill begun achin'\nI'm takin' all the money, proceedin' to bust a rapin'\nSwiss army knife tight on the wrist and I started tapin'\n\nHer mouth up, pullin' the couch up and gushing\nA knife held to her neck through the back of the seat cushion\nI'm takin' the loot, then breakin' her loose from the scenery\nCheckin' my tracks, constantly watchin' my back\nWhat does it mean to be?\nTotally paranoid, thinkin' my past gonna catch up with my ass\nLivin' my life so fast, people wonderin' how do I usually last\nDon't question me unless you down on my level\nSo you can understand about the\n\nHands of the devil (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\nHe made me do it, do it (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\nHands of the devil (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\nHe made me do it, do it (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\nHands of the devil (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\nHe made me do it, do it (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\nHands of the devil (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\nHe made me do it, do it (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\nHands of the devil\n\nClappin' in my undercover bucket, chiefin' hay\nThinkin' about the fat lick a nigga hit 'fore yesterday\nNow, finally the horrors of my hustle will not haunt me\nNo more will I have to jack these niggas and leave them bodies in the street\nDriftin' to another place, halfway through my blunt\nA whole Ninquén and a fifth of gin to get shit crunk\nNo dirt on my mind until I seen him\n\nOne hundred thousand dollars Benz with gold-tone rims\nI said no more will I ever take another man's shit\nUntil I seen that Rolex when he hit that cigarette\nInstinctively, I start to follow him and make my scheme\nAt the same time, wonderin' why do I do these things\nCould there be a force stronger than our ones we know?\nUnconsciously controllin' things we do and how shit go\nNow I'm reachin' for my Glock, my only true love\n\nHopin' this time I don't even have to use her\nAt the same time, this nigga felt like eatin' Taco Bell\nAt the same time, he did not know he 'bout to catch hell\nPulled up on the lot a bit fast, I'm a little anxious\nReady to get my serve on like a motherfuckin' waitress\nHe must've noticed me, then balled out the lot fast\nBut I can't let him pass with them out-of-state tags\nI hit the gas to the floor and made them dogs holler\n\nTinted windows hidin' me inside my '78 Impala\nNow I'm twisted, angry, blood boilin' like some coffee\nHearin' voices that go, \"Let him go and don't be foolish\"\nBut there's a louder voice drownin' out my good intentions\nScreamin', yellin', forcin' me to complete my mission\nListen, temptation put me in this situation\nBut somethin' good is the reason for my hesitation\nIn the end, I took his car, his jewels and his life\nThe devil made me do it\n\nHands of the devil (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\nHe made me do it, do it (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\nHands of the devil (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\nHe made me do it, do it (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\nHands of the devil (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\nHe made me do it, do it (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\nHands of the devil (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\nHe made me do it, do it (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\nHands of the devil (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\nHe made me do it, do it\n\n(The devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n(The devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n(The devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n(The devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n(The devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n(The devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n(The devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\nThe devil made me do it","syncedLyrics":"[00:23.93] Hid behind the garbage can, waited for the manager\n[00:27.19] He looked kind of shady, I don't think that he can handle her\n[00:30.15] Nigga that's ready to pull a teflon in his left arm\n[00:33.17] If he steps on, he gon' really do himself harm\n[00:36.42] Keepin' calm, snatch the cheese from his hand (hand)\n[00:39.28] Thinkin' about a getaway route, I jacked him for a van (van)\n[00:42.37] Jumped into the thang, slammed the door, hit the gas (gas)\n[00:45.69] Now I get this feelin' someone's lookin' at my ass\n[00:48.51] Looked into the rear, it was his prejudice-ass wife\n[00:51.70] Balled up on the seats cryin', \"Please don't take my life\"\n[00:54.62] I grabbed her by her hair, \"Hush, bitch, don't speak\"\n[00:57.69] And doin' about 110, then released her into the streets\n[01:00.96] I'm pushin' a van, I made my move toward Motel 6\n[01:04.03] To rob a trick who had got himself hooked up with a bitch\n[01:07.33] Who had only one intention to pinch him, was bein' paid\n[01:10.76] The bitch went down with me and the buster was gettin' played\n[01:14.00] My mind started thinkin' the bitch is only for gankin'\n[01:16.92] The shit started stankin' as soon as I started drankin'\n[01:20.14] The first spirit told me to pay her and let her go\n[01:23.10] The devil told me, \"How in the fuck can you trust a ho?\"\n[01:26.34] My hands started shakin' and mentally, I was breakin'\n[01:29.12] My hunger for the thrill of a kill begun achin'\n[01:32.47] I'm takin' all the money, proceedin' to bust a rapin'\n[01:35.21] Swiss army knife tight on the wrist and I started tapin'\n[01:38.63] Her mouth up, pullin' the couch up and gushing\n[01:41.72] A knife held to her neck through the back of the seat cushion\n[01:44.63] I'm takin' the loot, then breakin' her loose from the scenery\n[01:47.71] Checkin' my tracks, constantly watchin' my back\n[01:49.74] What does it mean to be?\n[01:50.58] Totally paranoid, thinkin' my past gonna catch up with my ass\n[01:54.10] Livin' my life so fast, people wonderin' how do I usually last\n[01:57.18] Don't question me unless you down on my level\n[02:00.18] So you can understand about the\n[02:02.65] Hands of the devil (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n[02:05.04] He made me do it, do it (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n[02:08.09] Hands of the devil (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n[02:11.24] He made me do it, do it (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n[02:14.91] Hands of the devil (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n[02:17.40] He made me do it, do it (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n[02:20.95] Hands of the devil (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n[02:23.42] He made me do it, do it (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n[02:26.72] Hands of the devil\n[02:27.84] Clappin' in my undercover bucket, chiefin' hay\n[02:30.78] Thinkin' about the fat lick a nigga hit 'fore yesterday\n[02:33.65] Now, finally the horrors of my hustle will not haunt me\n[02:36.79] No more will I have to jack these niggas and leave them bodies in the street\n[02:40.54] Driftin' to another place, halfway through my blunt\n[02:43.34] A whole Ninquén and a fifth of gin to get shit crunk\n[02:46.59] No dirt on my mind until I seen him\n[02:49.29] One hundred thousand dollars Benz with gold-tone rims\n[02:52.65] I said no more will I ever take another man's shit\n[02:55.54] Until I seen that Rolex when he hit that cigarette\n[02:58.61] Instinctively, I start to follow him and make my scheme\n[03:01.63] At the same time, wonderin' why do I do these things\n[03:04.96] Could there be a force stronger than our ones we know?\n[03:08.15] Unconsciously controllin' things we do and how shit go\n[03:11.25] Now I'm reachin' for my Glock, my only true love\n[03:14.00] Hopin' this time I don't even have to use her\n[03:17.16] At the same time, this nigga felt like eatin' Taco Bell\n[03:20.10] At the same time, he did not know he 'bout to catch hell\n[03:23.29] Pulled up on the lot a bit fast, I'm a little anxious\n[03:26.56] Ready to get my serve on like a motherfuckin' waitress\n[03:29.58] He must've noticed me, then balled out the lot fast\n[03:32.07] But I can't let him pass with them out-of-state tags\n[03:35.52] I hit the gas to the floor and made them dogs holler\n[03:38.72] Tinted windows hidin' me inside my '78 Impala\n[03:42.07] Now I'm twisted, angry, blood boilin' like some coffee\n[03:44.96] Hearin' voices that go, \"Let him go and don't be foolish\"\n[03:48.14] But there's a louder voice drownin' out my good intentions\n[03:51.26] Screamin', yellin', forcin' me to complete my mission\n[03:54.41] Listen, temptation put me in this situation\n[03:57.16] But somethin' good is the reason for my hesitation\n[04:00.48] In the end, I took his car, his jewels and his life\n[04:03.46] The devil made me do it\n[04:05.35] Hands of the devil (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n[04:08.03] He made me do it, do it (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n[04:11.54] Hands of the devil (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n[04:14.00] He made me do it, do it (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n[04:17.89] Hands of the devil (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n[04:20.35] He made me do it, do it (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n[04:24.09] Hands of the devil (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do 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into the streets\n  I'm pushin' a van, I made my move toward Motel 6\n  To rob a trick who had got himself hooked up with a bitch\n  Who had only one intention to pinch him, was bein' paid\n  The bitch went down with me and the buster was gettin' played\n\n  My mind started thinkin' the bitch is only for gankin'\n  The shit started stankin' as soon as I started drankin'\n  The first spirit told me to pay her and let her go\n  The devil told me, \"How in the fuck can you trust a ho?\"\n  My hands started shakin' and mentally, I was breakin'\n  My hunger for the thrill of a kill begun achin'\n  I'm takin' all the money, proceedin' to bust a rapin'\n  Swiss army knife tight on the wrist and I started tapin'\n\n  Her mouth up, pullin' the couch up and gushing\n  A knife held to her neck through the back of the seat cushion\n  I'm takin' the loot, then breakin' her loose from the scenery\n  Checkin' my tracks, constantly watchin' my back\n  What does it mean to be?\n  Totally paranoid, thinkin' my past gonna catch up with my ass\n  Livin' my life so fast, people wonderin' how do I usually last\n  Don't question me unless you down on my level\n  So you can understand about the\n\n  Hands of the devil (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n  He made me do it, do it (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n  Hands of the devil (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n  He made me do it, do it (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n  Hands of the devil (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n  He made me do it, do it (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n  Hands of the devil (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n  He made me do it, do it (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n  Hands of the devil\n\n  Clappin' in my undercover bucket, chiefin' hay\n  Thinkin' about the fat lick a nigga hit 'fore yesterday\n  Now, finally the horrors of my hustle will not haunt me\n  No 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Swiss army knife tight on the wrist and I started tapin'\n\n  Her mouth up, pullin' the couch up and gushing\n  A knife held to her neck through the back of the seat cushion\n  I'm takin' the loot, then breakin' her loose from the scenery\n  Checkin' my tracks, constantly watchin' my back\n  What does it mean to be?\n  Totally paranoid, thinkin' my past gonna catch up with my ass\n  Livin' my life so fast, people wonderin' how do I usually last\n  Don't question me unless you down on my level\n  So you can understand about the\n\n  Hands of the devil (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n  He made me do it, do it (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n  Hands of the devil (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n  He made me do it, do it (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n  Hands of the devil (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n  He made me do it, do it (the devil made me do it, the devil made me do it)\n  Hands of 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