Joe Budden ft. Crooked I - Devil In My Room Lyrics

Devil In My Room Lyrics by Joe Budden

(feat. Crooked I)



[Bridge: Novel]

Last night I heard a voice say I'll be getting it my own way

I think I'm falling of the deep end so I haven't been sleepin'

Last night I heard a voice in my head

Said it's an emergency, said he had some work for me



[Verse 1: Joe Budden]

He said fuck the world or maybe he said it in jest

I told him that I already did multiple times

Truthfully I wasn't never impressed

But to contradict that matter again

To the point where nothing matters again

More money, more problems, more cases, more lawyers involved

And more fame just means more paranoia involved

I done made friends, lost friends, same hour

Tried to use my troops as a means to gain power

Uh, same tricks, same cowards

Why I be like fuck any nigga that ain't ours

Never slipping, never threatened

I think they forgetting for a second non-fiction ain't a weapon

Thoughts could be hypnotic, nah, just neurotic

Called oft psychotic, floored by off logic, but I got this



[Hook: Joe Budden]

Last night I saw the devil sitting in my room

And we greeted with a smile

Said that he had been there for a while

Last night I heard the devil talking in my head

Said this is an emergency, said he had some work for me

He said



[Verse 2: Joe Budden]

He said one day your friends gon' be your demise

Said a few of 'em is me in disguise

Deceit in his eyes, said I like the teaching me wise

But the leeches I don't need in my life, please be advised

Real coy, listening, still annoyed

Said these hoes fill a void, all hoes, you still a boy

Said you searching, you don't know what to do

You thinking you fucking 'em when really they fucking you

Look, said they see you on feats

Said you give the love to the ones that need it the least

But wait, you can't put me on trial for my errors

I learned, trial and error, the how I couldn't tell ya

You talking to the realest, nah, just a realist

Nah, you just a nigga don't recognize what the real is

Thoughts could be hypnotic, thoughts get out of pocket

You'll be powerless, get lost, you try to stop it, I got this



[Hook]



[Verse 3: Crooked I]

He said what you doing this music for, I got news for ya

If you don't sell your soul to me

Then you just gon' ruin your future, bruh

See, I just cracked open this Goose

And I mixed that elixir with juice

Then I was introduced with Lucifer

In a dark room, his tongue as sharp as a harpoon

We started discussing things

He told me about his minions and his underlings

Told me that he was Gepetto of the ghetto

Had snake niggas on his puppet strings

Taught him betrayal and other schemes

He ain't new to this, he true to this, said he been doing this

Since Jesus was crossed for thirty pieces of silver

And he sealed the deal with a Judas kiss

When Ceasar was stabbed in the back

He was the one who placed the knife in Brutus fist

Now he got his hands in our music biz

Told me to ignore the war and the poor

Aim my music more towards the whores and drug lords

And the fans are pourin' through the doors

Sell out my tours, get awards galore

I told him I just wanted to be the modern day Marvin Gaye

He said you might wanna rethink that

Cause I know where your father stay

I'll possess him to pick up the chrome

Pop you in the dome for trying to tell the people for what's going on

He said that's where you're going wrong

It's more demons than angels in this biz, you're on your own

Wanna hit the big screens switch your sixteens

Get some slim jeans, get your big dreams

Or make your wrist gleam, get your big cream, hope you're listening

I just had to switch to his team, uh, it was tempting

The contract was in blood

He said I know you sick of trafficking drugs - sign it

Nah, I got this



[Hook]



[Bridge]



[Outro]

I think the weed started fucking with a nigga