| 作词 : D'Angelo, Martin | |
| **** the slice we want the pie | |
| Why ask why till we fry | |
| Watch us all stand in line | |
| For a slice of the devil's pie | |
| Drugs and thugs womeN wine | |
| Three or four at a time | |
| Watch them stand all in line | |
| For a slice of the devil's pie | |
| Who am I to justify | |
| All the evil in our eye | |
| When I myself feel the high | |
| From all that I despise | |
| Behind the jail or in the grave | |
| I have to lay in this bed I made | |
| If I die before I wake | |
| I Hope the lord dont' hesitate | |
| 2 get 2 heaven done been through hell | |
| Tell my peeps all is well | |
| All them fools whose soul's 4 sale | |
| Sitting next to the Jezebel | |
| Demons screaming in my ear | |
| All my anger all my fear | |
| If I holler let them hear | |
| In this spinning sphere | |
| [CHORUS] | |
| Main ingredients 2 this dish | |
| Goes like this | |
| Here's the list | |
| Materialistic, greed and lust, jealousy, envious | |
| Bread and dough, cheddar cheese, flash and stash, cash and cream | |
| Temperatures at a high degree | |
| Wheres niggas come 2 feast | |
| Hell's this all about | |
| Apocalypse ain't no doubt | |
| Everbody's ho'ing out all the loot all the clout | |
| Right or wrong | |
| Do or die | |
| Only the vengeance will pacify | |
| Watch your back | |
| And so will I | |
| In these days and time | |
| [CHORUS] | |
| Aint no justice | |
| It's Just us | |
| Ashes 2 ashes | |
| Dust 2 dust | |
| Time has come for most of us | |
| 2 choose in which God we trust | |
| I know I was born 2 die | |
| Searching 2 find | |
| Piece of mind | |
| With eighty five dumb and blind | |
| There can be no compromise |
| zuo ci : D' Angelo, Martin | |
| the slice we want the pie | |
| Why ask why till we fry | |
| Watch us all stand in line | |
| For a slice of the devil' s pie | |
| Drugs and thugs womeN wine | |
| Three or four at a time | |
| Watch them stand all in line | |
| For a slice of the devil' s pie | |
| Who am I to justify | |
| All the evil in our eye | |
| When I myself feel the high | |
| From all that I despise | |
| Behind the jail or in the grave | |
| I have to lay in this bed I made | |
| If I die before I wake | |
| I Hope the lord dont' hesitate | |
| 2 get 2 heaven done been through hell | |
| Tell my peeps all is well | |
| All them fools whose soul' s 4 sale | |
| Sitting next to the Jezebel | |
| Demons screaming in my ear | |
| All my anger all my fear | |
| If I holler let them hear | |
| In this spinning sphere | |
| CHORUS | |
| Main ingredients 2 this dish | |
| Goes like this | |
| Here' s the list | |
| Materialistic, greed and lust, jealousy, envious | |
| Bread and dough, cheddar cheese, flash and stash, cash and cream | |
| Temperatures at a high degree | |
| Wheres niggas come 2 feast | |
| Hell' s this all about | |
| Apocalypse ain' t no doubt | |
| Everbody' s ho' ing out all the loot all the clout | |
| Right or wrong | |
| Do or die | |
| Only the vengeance will pacify | |
| Watch your back | |
| And so will I | |
| In these days and time | |
| CHORUS | |
| Aint no justice | |
| It' s Just us | |
| Ashes 2 ashes | |
| Dust 2 dust | |
| Time has come for most of us | |
| 2 choose in which God we trust | |
| I know I was born 2 die | |
| Searching 2 find | |
| Piece of mind | |
| With eighty five dumb and blind | |
| There can be no compromise |
| zuò cí : D' Angelo, Martin | |
| the slice we want the pie | |
| Why ask why till we fry | |
| Watch us all stand in line | |
| For a slice of the devil' s pie | |
| Drugs and thugs womeN wine | |
| Three or four at a time | |
| Watch them stand all in line | |
| For a slice of the devil' s pie | |
| Who am I to justify | |
| All the evil in our eye | |
| When I myself feel the high | |
| From all that I despise | |
| Behind the jail or in the grave | |
| I have to lay in this bed I made | |
| If I die before I wake | |
| I Hope the lord dont' hesitate | |
| 2 get 2 heaven done been through hell | |
| Tell my peeps all is well | |
| All them fools whose soul' s 4 sale | |
| Sitting next to the Jezebel | |
| Demons screaming in my ear | |
| All my anger all my fear | |
| If I holler let them hear | |
| In this spinning sphere | |
| CHORUS | |
| Main ingredients 2 this dish | |
| Goes like this | |
| Here' s the list | |
| Materialistic, greed and lust, jealousy, envious | |
| Bread and dough, cheddar cheese, flash and stash, cash and cream | |
| Temperatures at a high degree | |
| Wheres niggas come 2 feast | |
| Hell' s this all about | |
| Apocalypse ain' t no doubt | |
| Everbody' s ho' ing out all the loot all the clout | |
| Right or wrong | |
| Do or die | |
| Only the vengeance will pacify | |
| Watch your back | |
| And so will I | |
| In these days and time | |
| CHORUS | |
| Aint no justice | |
| It' s Just us | |
| Ashes 2 ashes | |
| Dust 2 dust | |
| Time has come for most of us | |
| 2 choose in which God we trust | |
| I know I was born 2 die | |
| Searching 2 find | |
| Piece of mind | |
| With eighty five dumb and blind | |
| There can be no compromise |