D'Angelo — Devils Pie

[Chorus] Mm Fuck the slice, want the pie Why ask why 'til 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 all stand in line For a slice of the devil's pie [Verse 1] 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 And if I die before I wake I hope the Lord don't hesitate To get to heaven, went through hell Tell my peeps all is well All them fools whose soul's for sale Sitting next to the Jezebel Demons screamin' in my ear All my anger, all my fear If I holler, let them hear In this spinning sphere [Chorus] Fuck the slice, want the pie Why ask why 'til 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 all stand in line For a slice of the devil's pie [Verse 2] Main ingredients (Uh) to this dish (Yeah) Goes like this, here's the list Materialistic, greed and lust, jealousy, envious Bread and dough, cheddar cheese Flash and stash, cash and cream Temperature's at a high degree Where niggas come to feast Hell is this all about? Apocalypse, ain't no doubt Everybody's ho'ing out All the loot, all the clout Right or wrong, do or die Only vengeance could pacify Watch your back and so will I In these days and time [Chorus] Fuck the slice, want the pie Why ask why 'til 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 all stand in line For a slice of the devil's pie [Interlude] (Tryna eat) (Come on, come on) (Come on, come on) (If you want the pie) (On a plate) (Check it out) (Mark of the beast) (This how it be in this everlasting game) [Bridge] Oh, woah-woah-woah-woah Oh Oh-oh-oh, woah-woah-woah Ah [Verse 3] Ain't no justice, it's just us Ashes to ashes, dust to dust Time has come for most of us To choose in which God we trust I know I was born to die Searching to find a peace of mind With eighty-five, dumb and blind There can be no compromise [Chorus] Fuck the slice (Yeah), want the pie (Uh) Why ask why 'til we fry ('Til we gon' fry) Watch us all stand in line For a slice of the devil's pie (Yeah, yeah) Drugs and thugs (Oh-oh), women, wine (Huh) Three or four at a time [Outro] Uh, wait a minute Uh, let me tell you 'bout a slice of the devil's pie (Oh-oh) Uh, said everybody out there can get down with the slice of the devil's pie (Oh-oh-oh, huh) For a slice of the devil's pie Little women in the streets sell her fuckin' body for a slice of the devil's pie (Oh-oh) Niggas killin' each other in the streets for a slice of the devil's pie Say what? All in line, all in line (Oh) For a slice of the devil's pie (Yeah) All in line, all in line (Give me some) For a slice of the devil's pie All in line, all in line (What? Huh?) For a slice of the devil's pie (Yeah) All in line, all in line (I don't give a fuck, I ain't goin' out for the—) For a slice of the devil's pie (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)