The Devil Is Dope Lyrics - My Soul - Coolio

If you free your mind, your ass has got to 

But you're caught up in that same ol' patent 

And trap that the homies go through 

Searchin' for answers without no questions 

You thought it could never happen to you 

And your crew but y'all was no exception 

It started out as fun and it was all about kicks 

But each and every kick turned out to be a trick 

Imagine this you got no family, you got no ends 

You got no hustle, no muscle, no car, no clothes, you got no friends 

You once was the neighborhood boss and hog 

And no G livin' legend like walkin' dogs 

Niggaz hate to admit it but they know it's true 

Damn, near everybody in the hood 

Includin' the kids, wanna be just like you 

So, hear I stand as a witness or should I say a reclaimed victim 

Written off and spit on by this really sick ass system 

You can roll, what I roll in the swirl from the smoke 

Somebody take a vote, the devil is dope 

The devil is dope 

Out of control 

The devil is dope 

The devil is dope 

Out to get your soul 

The devil is dope 

Things seen only imagined and in dreams 

Until, the same nightmares in TV screens, your teenage screams 

'Cause the dosage wasn't right 

Now his chest is gettin' tight 

And everything is goin' black 

But it's the middle of the day, figure that 

But you still can't see with a thousand watt beam, blind 

And you need mo' gin to feed your triple beam with schemes, wake up 

'Cause traffic done slowed up like the one ten at five 

So, you dance the street section at around two, to try to stay alive 

And now you trapped tryin' to play hockey with some tic tac's, tic tac's 

And niggaz tellin' you to kick back 

And bend back but you already did that 

And all money ain't good money 

But everybody want the cream and honey 

Thinkin' that the other side 

Is all green plus it's sunny, yeah 

But money, lust and jealousy, most lead to treachery 

From A.C. to O.G. to P.G. to P.C.B. 

As you call for your locs, set adrift in the smoke 

It's like murder, heat, smoke, the devil is dope 

The devil is dope 

Out of control 

The devil is dope 

The devil is dope 

Out to get your soul 

The devil is dope 

Sunshine on your mind but darkness prevails 

You move your scales from motel to hotel 

Prerequisite for a blast, merchandise, cash or ass 

Bloodshed often is the door where personalities crash 

And it's your task to try to make a meal ticket 

So, you can kick it and be swift with your chicken 

You's a victim and since you got your own mind 

It ain't all your fault but you gotta do your own time 

Choose your weapon 'cause your first impression 

Often dictates the situation that you find yourself caught in 

If you still blind and you can't see 

You better obtain yourself some glasses 

And clear your vision like DMC, don't run 

And remember what I told you 

Remember who brought a soldier 

I wanna wake you up like Sega 

Consume large amounts of dank-a 

Man overboard 

Beware of the underlords 

Stay your ass on the boat 

The devil is dope 

The devil is dope 

Out to get your soul 

The devil is dope 

The devil is dope 

Oh lord, lord, lord 

The devil is dope 

The devil is dope 

Out to get your soul 

The devil is dope 

The devil is dope 

Gotta believe 

The devil is dope 

The devil is dope