[Chorus: Royce Da 5'9"]. I toss I turn can't sleep at night. I punch I kick I claw I bite. It seems that I can't win this fight. Hands together if you there tell him leave me alone. The devil's got a hold of meeee. The devil's got a hold of meeee. The devil's got a hold of meeee. ([whispered] - The devil's got a hold!). [Joell Ortiz]. Pen in my right hand. Beat on repeat he hates when I'm writin so the thing on my nightstand. start ringin and lightin up vibratin and all that. I don't wanna sell no wall crack I just wanna go perform at. the biggest place in the world cause I'm dope like them four packs. sittin in writes on my window sill makin sure everything stays on chill. Right shoulder wearin all white sayin "Joe chill". Left shoulder wearin red sayin "Pay yo' bills". So that raw metaphor that I thought of before. I don't remember no more. Cause I just ran out the door to meet a fiend by the store. And I heard "So you off tour?" And I turned and seen this whore. that I used to fiend for that ain't never let me score. lookin at me like I'm somethin she ain't never ever saw. So a one-hour run somehow turned into 24. Wifey callin I hit Ignore my priorities is poor. Listen Lord. [Chorus]. [Royce Da 5'9"]. Nickel... c'mon. My life is like a box of chocolates. I work hard for it plus I am awk-ward uhh. I am a addict's son plus I'm a addict son. I am a AK addict uh Travis drums. I am the lead dump factor that's why I got a edge on rappers. I am redrum backwards. I'll see your crew and get deep so you can respect it jump me!. I signed a deal with my maker Satan's my record company. I got a K cannon - I buy chinchillas. My bitches rockin Luci-furs after they Satan-in. Now can you say tannin? Better yet say Dannon. Your coupe look just like yogurt I fly I ain't landin. I am the bank bandit I got a buyin problem. I goes in then walk out with all the money but I ain't rob 'em. [Chorus]. [Joe Budden]. I'm talkin I'm talkin he talks I listen GPS on my position. Just livin just hangin out with the opposition. Can't take the heat get the fuck out the kitchen. Stupid y'all think I'm just spittin. I belong in prison crazy by my own admission on a mission. to grab a podium audience let me tell the public. that I'm self-destructive I ain't lookin for no help FUCK IT!. Lookin for a way to get high I'm still alive. Six million ways to die still a few more left to try. {?} is Red Bull pills is hittin still a slight medic'. We just goin back and forth feelin like tennis. Standin underneath rain wanna be sane friends and family wantin me to change. But it's too late cause my feet is gettin comfy on the flames. Check it! I don't wanna be another nigga with no gold (nah). No fame success nigga no hope (nah). Sleep on the corner in SoHo like up is down there's no dough. Uhh fuck it they ain't put me under yet. And think what you wish I ain't got one regret. [Chorus]. [Crooked I]. My automobile is not a Bentley he knows that my pocket's empty. The devil's so consequently he gotta tempt me. Standin on the block you should not offend me. I rock a semi like Prada Fendi. I don't think the spirit of God is in me. Just wicked whispers of scriptures Satan is narratin. I heard you got a safe in your crib so I'm there waitin. Nobody's safe in your crib while I'm on that staircase I'm bare-faced. Possessed by what you possess I'm hell raising. And I just left somebody's father a quadraplegic. Told him not to move or get shot to Egypt he did not believe it. He's losin blood and I'm cold-blooded like I'm anemic. I need a doctor I'm psychotic maybe I should watch "The Secret". Or see a priest and I might just chill. Or will I blow him out of the confession booth like on "Righteous Kill". Kill kill kill - God when I write this will. I hope I seek some forgiveness cause {my life was real}. [Outro]. Devil's got a hold of me. D-d-devil's got a hold of me. Devil's got a hold of me.... Devil's got a hold of me. D-d-d-d-devil's got a hold of me. Devil's got a hold of me...