All this
All this
All this time I
I was waiting for the devil to jump in my bed
But all this time the bitch was up in my head
The way that I was
The things that I did
The shit that I said
I might go run outta here with a bullet popped in my head
I should just run up in here and take shit out on somebody else
But I don't let nobody in so only you know my for myself
And you get the worst of it, yeah
But you ain't the first for it
Go ask my Mumma, she know how it feel to be living with Lucifer
I got excuses, yeah
I got excuses, yeah
But lies are just my executioner, yeah
Cos I been going through changes
Think I'm losing my way, shit
I don't know where my brain is, but
All this
All this
All this time I
I was waiting for the devil to jump in my bed
But all this time the bitch was up in my head
The way that I was
The things that I did
The shit that I said
I might go run outta here with a bullet popped in my head
Starting out with a six-string, a dream and a thick skin
Words fly like bullets from a scene off the big screen
But I'm keeping it real, forever seeking a deal
Medicated on cough syrup, in it for the thrill
I'm not afraid of the road ahead, not be a long stretch
A fair way to go but trust me I've got a rough sketch of where I am headed
No pun intended, lyrically re-invented
Dreaming bigger than Lennie having the rabbits tended
I've come a long way since biscuit days, floating away
Now I'm writing rhymes to Dave, haven't times changed
Developing and meddling in the realm of Devlin
Didn't come to say hello, I came to settle in
But still I'm feeling like deadweight
Floating through days like a segway up in my headspace
Last year I should've set pace, but
All this
All this
All this time I
I was waiting for the devil to jump in my bed
But all this time the bitch was up in my head
The way that I was
The things that I did
The shit that I said
I'm like all this
All this
All this time I
I was waiting for the devil to jump in my bed
But all this time the bitch was up in my head
The way that I was
The things that I did
The shit that I said
I might go run outta here with a bullet popped in my head
Anthony Rubery - Devil Lyrics
Anthony Rubery - Devil Lyrics
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English
All this
All this
All this time I
I was waiting for the devil to jump in my bed
But all this time the bitch was up in my head
The way that I was
The things that I did
The shit that I said
I might go run outta here with a bullet popped in my head
I should just run up in here and take shit out on somebody else
But I don't let nobody in so only you know my for myself
And you get the worst of it, yeah
But you ain't the first for it
Go ask my Mumma, she know how it feel to be living with Lucifer
I got excuses, yeah
I got excuses, yeah
But lies are just my executioner, yeah
Cos I been going through changes
Think I'm losing my way, shit
I don't know where my brain is, but
All this
All this
All this time I
I was waiting for the devil to jump in my bed
But all this time the bitch was up in my head
The way that I was
The things that I did
The shit that I said
I might go run outta here with a bullet popped in my head
Starting out with a six-string, a dream and a thick skin
Words fly like bullets from a scene off the big screen
But I'm keeping it real, forever seeking a deal
Medicated on cough syrup, in it for the thrill
I'm not afraid of the road ahead, not be a long stretch
A fair way to go but trust me I've got a rough sketch of where I am headed
No pun intended, lyrically re-invented
Dreaming bigger than Lennie having the rabbits tended
I've come a long way since biscuit days, floating away
Now I'm writing rhymes to Dave, haven't times changed
Developing and meddling in the realm of Devlin
Didn't come to say hello, I came to settle in
But still I'm feeling like deadweight
Floating through days like a segway up in my headspace
Last year I should've set pace, but
All this
All this
All this time I
I was waiting for the devil to jump in my bed
But all this time the bitch was up in my head
The way that I was
The things that I did
The shit that I said
I'm like all this
All this
All this time I
I was waiting for the devil to jump in my bed
But all this time the bitch was up in my head
The way that I was
The things that I did
The shit that I said
I might go run outta here with a bullet popped in my head
All this
All this time I
I was waiting for the devil to jump in my bed
But all this time the bitch was up in my head
The way that I was
The things that I did
The shit that I said
I might go run outta here with a bullet popped in my head
I should just run up in here and take shit out on somebody else
But I don't let nobody in so only you know my for myself
And you get the worst of it, yeah
But you ain't the first for it
Go ask my Mumma, she know how it feel to be living with Lucifer
I got excuses, yeah
I got excuses, yeah
But lies are just my executioner, yeah
Cos I been going through changes
Think I'm losing my way, shit
I don't know where my brain is, but
All this
All this
All this time I
I was waiting for the devil to jump in my bed
But all this time the bitch was up in my head
The way that I was
The things that I did
The shit that I said
I might go run outta here with a bullet popped in my head
Starting out with a six-string, a dream and a thick skin
Words fly like bullets from a scene off the big screen
But I'm keeping it real, forever seeking a deal
Medicated on cough syrup, in it for the thrill
I'm not afraid of the road ahead, not be a long stretch
A fair way to go but trust me I've got a rough sketch of where I am headed
No pun intended, lyrically re-invented
Dreaming bigger than Lennie having the rabbits tended
I've come a long way since biscuit days, floating away
Now I'm writing rhymes to Dave, haven't times changed
Developing and meddling in the realm of Devlin
Didn't come to say hello, I came to settle in
But still I'm feeling like deadweight
Floating through days like a segway up in my headspace
Last year I should've set pace, but
All this
All this
All this time I
I was waiting for the devil to jump in my bed
But all this time the bitch was up in my head
The way that I was
The things that I did
The shit that I said
I'm like all this
All this
All this time I
I was waiting for the devil to jump in my bed
But all this time the bitch was up in my head
The way that I was
The things that I did
The shit that I said
I might go run outta here with a bullet popped in my head