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Lyrics:
VERSE 1 I think most the planet’s burnt if I’m really speaking honest We searching for a light but there’s never a beacon on us Dirty dad is peaking on his daughter when the mama’s not around If he gets caught he’ll probably do a year and then get out If we follow her now and watch how it all turns out She gets that life sentence with the bags that burden her down Looking for love she’s burnt out and rappers call her hoe They pass her to the homie she’s just looking for a home We can look her up online and spank our monkeys to her sex vids We don’t see the pain from day to day don’t see the six kids Looking up to mama wondering why there’s so much drama And they meet a lot of different men but they never met their father Why should we bother even kids who get the good homes Are quick to stray away from the direction that they should go All of this pressure it’s gone get us in the end Cause everywhere I look I see the devil is my neighbor’s friend
HOOK Ooh-na-na ooh-na-na ooh-na-na ooh-na-na Ooh-na-na ooh-na-na ooh-na-na ooh-na-na I see the devil is my neighbor’s friend (Scratch vocals)
VERSE 2 He’s in the club popping mad pills They’re all prescribed to him Doctor said they’d fix him up I guess the doctor lied to him He’s feeling chipper cause the liquor’s going right through him Medicating in a way that many folks have died doing So why do it for a fix that could be lethal And we all just assume that it must be ok, it’s legal The people take the medicine, 44 of them dead again An everyday statistic Jack open up and let it in You have an affliction? Here take this addiction We can cover those symptoms if you just fill this prescription But yo those drugs you’ve been given well they may make you feel sick And so here’s a couple more scrips that will fix you up in a tick I feel like oh what do they know just worried about that bank roll And they can’t sell you meds less you’re sick so they hope you stay so All of this greed is bound to get us in the end Cause everywhere I turn it seems the devil is my neighbor’s friend
HOOK
VERSE 3 Banging on the block with his homies since an early age Looking up to gangsters and thinking that crime surely pays His mom is worried prays for her child every night But God ain’t really listening cause his mom ain’t even living right And so he gets in fights working out frustrations With blood and bruises leaving dudes with cuts and lacerations Of course it isn’t long before he steps up to the big league Robbing banks and killing dudes, making money with fiends And all his big dreams, media inspired They fill his ears with hopes and fears but all of them are liars They feed the fires that are sweeping through our city streets Not his tattoos scare off every person that he meets They won’t approach him they don’t care about his plight, no And now he’s just another tenant of the night, oh It might get better we could change how it ends If we turn our backs to Satan and we try to be our neighbor’s friends
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