| I tossed I turn, can’t sleep at night
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| I punch, I kick, I claw, I bite
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| It seems that I can’t win this fight
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| Hands together, if you there tell ‘em leave me alive
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| Devil’s got a hold of me, devil’s got a hold of me
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| Devil’s got a hold of me (Devil's got a hold of me)
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| Pen in my right hand, beat on repeat
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| He hates when I’m writing so the thing on my nightstand
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| Start ringing and lighting up, vibrating and all that
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| I don’t wanna sell no more crack, I just wanna go perform at
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| The biggest place in the world cause I’m dope like them four packs
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| Sitting in on my windowsill, making sure everything stays on chill
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| Right shoulder wearing all white saying «Joe chill», left shoulder wearing red
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| saying «pay yo bills»
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| So that raw metaphor
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| That I thought of before, I don’t remember no more
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| Cause I just ran out the door to meet a fiend by the store
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| And I heard «So you off touring?» |
| I turn and seen his whore
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| That I used to fiend for that ain’t never let me score
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| Looking at me like I’m something she ain’t never ever saw
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| So a one-hour run somehow turned into twenty-four
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| Wifey callin', I hit ignore, my priorities is poor, listen Lord
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| I tossed I turn, can’t sleep at night
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| I punch, I kick, I claw, I bite
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| It seems that I can’t win this fight
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| Hands together, if you there tell ‘em leave me alive
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| Devil’s got a hold of me, devil’s got a hold of me
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| Devil’s got a hold of me (Devil's got a hold of me)
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| My life is like a box of chocolates
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| I work hard for it plus I am awkward, uh
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| I am an addict’s son, plus I am an addict son!
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| I am an AK addict, uh, Travis drums
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| I am the lead done factor
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| That’s why I got an edge on rappers, I am redrum backwards
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| I see your crew and get deep so you can respect it, jump me
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| I signed a deal with my maker, Satan’s my record company
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| I got a K canon, I buy chinchillas
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| My bitches rocking luci-furr after they say Tannon
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| Now can you say tannon better yet say Dannon
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| The coupe look just like yogurt, I fly I ain’t landing
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| I am the bank bandit, I got a buying problem
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| I goes in and walk out with all the money but I ain’t rob ‘em
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| I tossed I turn, can’t sleep at night
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| I punch, I kick, I claw, I bite
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| It seems that I can’t win this fight
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| Hands together, if you there tell ‘em leave me alive
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| Devil’s got a hold of me, devil’s got a hold of me
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| Devil’s got a hold of me (Devil's got a hold of me)
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| I’m talking, I’m talking
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| He talks, I listen, GPS on my position
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| Just living, just hanging out with the opposition
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| Can’t take the heat, get the fuck out the kitchen
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| Stupid, y’all, think it was just me
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| I belong in prison crazy by my own admission
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| On a mission to grab a podium, let me tell the public
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| That I’m self-destructive, I ain’t looking for no help, fuck it
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| Look for a way to get high, I’m still alive
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| 6 million ways to die and still a few more left to try
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| 'til my face is red boy, pills in us, still a slight menace
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| We just going back and forth feeling like tennis standing underneath rain
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| What are we sayin', friends and family wanted me to change
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| But it’s too late cause my feet is getting comfy on the flames, check it
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| I don’t wanna be another nigga with no gold, no fame, success, nigga, no hope
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| Sleep in the corner in Soho, my uppers down, its no dough
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| Fuck it they ain’t put me under yet
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| Think what you wish I ain’t got one regret
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| I tossed I turn, can’t sleep at night
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| I punch, I kick, I claw, I bite
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| It seems that I can’t win this fight
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| Hands together, if you there tell ‘em leave me alive
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| Devil’s got a hold of me, devil’s got a hold of me
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| Devil’s got a hold of me (Devil's got a hold of me)
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| My automobile is not a Bentley
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| He knows that my pockets empty
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| The devil, so consequently he gotta tempt me
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| Standing on the block, you should not offend me
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| I rock a semi, like Prada Fendi, I don’t think the spirit of God is in me
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| Just wicked whispers of scriptures, Satan is narrating
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| I heard you got a safe in your crib so I’m there waiting
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| Nobody safe in your crib, when I’m in that staircase I’m bare-faced
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| Possessed by what you possess, I’m hell raising
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| And I just left somebody’s father a quadriplegic
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| Told em not to move or get shot to Egypt
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| He did not believe it
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| He’s losing blood and I’m cold blooded like I’m anemic
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| I need a doctor I’m psychotic maybe I should watch The Secret
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| Or see a Priest and I might just chill
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| Or will I blow ‘em outta the confession booth like on Righteous Kill
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| Kill, kill, kill, God when I write this will
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| I hope I seek some forgiveness cause my life was real
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| Devil’s got a hold of me
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| De-de-devil's got a hold of me
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| Devil’s got a hold of me
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| Devil-de-de-devil's got a hold of me |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Devil's Got A Hold , by - Travis Barker. Song from the album Give The Drummer Some, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп