Playing With The Devil

As poor as you may be
The only one you're hurting is your family
Robbing yourself, it makes no sense
You steal a million but then end up with cents

Cause the devil dances in empty pockets
And you're never gonna win by firing rockets
Hear me when I say

So much chaos in these streets, you see that
From the heat there's no retreat, you know that
To the less you only beat, you hear that?
You can't handle no defeat

But the devil dances in empty pockets
And you're never gonna win by firing rockets
Hear me when I say

Oh, we don't need that to know
Oh, we don't need that

Because playing with the devil
Causes the lightning and thunder

Oh, here's what we gotta do is move this forward
Tell him that we're coming through

I smell that plastic burning
Sobered from burning plastic

Because playing with the devil
Causes the lightning and thunder

Oh, here's what we gotta do is move this forward
Tell him that we're coming through