The Devil Works Hard… But I Work Harder Songtext

‘Cause everything’s different
Than one, two
Two zero, two seven, one eleven

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Do you feel like a criminal
When you feel it coming up?
It is or it isn’t
In the mind of a peasant
But that’s not how you should think
‘Cause everything’s different
Than one-two
Two zero, two seven, one eleven

Take charge of your energy, and take it all back
Take it all back, and take control back Your thoughts are your ministry, and you made it all black
Take it all back, and tighten the slack

I’m not a criminal, but I wish I could be
My posse’s on broadway
Walking down the street
Wouldn’t it be so easy to just kill everything?
But I just can’t do it
‘Cause I have empathy