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?