First Hit

It’s Luciano baby, look 1998, when God let men out the gate It was almost '99, But I told him I couldn't wait The vision way too big, we couldn't wait another day So I popped out on Angels Night. Ever since, the devil on my shoulder working day & night Making sure I'm breaking all my morals, I don't see the light Hmm its kinda tricky, Cause the Devil was an angel once before, So watch from different angles when you dealing with these folks. Heart is in my pocket, usually keep my cards close And as far as women goes, I done got my heart froze, Now I'm in my zone, I feel incredible Black Book thicker, than a couple old testaments One girl get under my skin, and she repetitive Maybe it's my fault, I should've never let that Bitch in Sorry excuse my French, let me inhale and exhale Gotta find composure, before I get to spilling details God's Living Room, I think I'm higher than a comet field Copperfield, I take one more puff now I'm in wonderland How it feel? Damn, that's my problem with this chick, she keep my mind everywhere If Pimp C seen me shit he'd prolly be ashamed I need out her out my life, and babygirl think its a game I usually cut em off quick, but with her its not the same And I done gave up trying, I think she tatted on my brain And I think it's a word for it, I really can't explain Maybe it's not can't, but I'd rather not say I just sit back and laugh and I think, And I think And I think, Did the Devil find his path straight to me?