Looked the Devil in His Eyes chords by Noah Watson

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Verse 1
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All I remember her saying is,
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you're the motherfucking devil.
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I hate you. This shit
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real.
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You gotta come down here
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to see this though.
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Looked the devil in his eyes,
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shit was mad familiar.
Told me the truth don't kill,
tell it I'ma keep it realer.
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Yeah, this picture I'ma paint,
yo, it don't have a filter
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Them cold bodies that been layin'
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and them souls liftin', that's all me
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I hear them whispers,
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and evil is what they call me
They live backwards,
I snatch the one day they'll all see
Inshallah, I can quote it, it's still God's will
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I got more water, you need it,
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see, this a hard pill to swallow
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Every bullet lately been hollow,
I been busy
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All them tunnels I made,
just a free chopper
Growin' up, I needed some answers
to where my papa
Jump in this ride,
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I'ma take you some places
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that you should not go
Every hood in America got my DNA
It went from tryna catch sales
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to now we the play
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Phone goin' crazy,
I look at these niggas shady
Y 'all don't pay me,
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it's gon' be more promoters
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gettin' the baby
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On my son and my daughter,
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I'ma do what I   taught ya
Take everything that you owe,
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don't let em' slide with a quarter
The higher you get,
you gon' learn about the levels
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And if you live long enough,
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then you gon' learn about the devils,
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for real
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I done shit the devil,
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and we had the same grips
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I taste kinda the same,
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we like the same bitch
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Don't hesitate to air it out,
we on that gang shit
Don't take no drugs and slow me down,
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I need to aim quick
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Some niggas ain't gon' make it,
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that's the fuckin' game
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That boy could've been a doctor,
what a fuckin' shame
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When he start rockin' that flag
is when he chose his lane
I saw a rifle with a kick
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that gave you shoulder
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Yeah, that's what it gave,
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you thought Jason was gay
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But when he rockin' that mask,
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his only aim is to bury you
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Homie would take his time,
no rushin', it ain't no Harry
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To fill your body with hoes with sticks
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that's missing the cereal
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How many times I heard
that I won't complain
Bein' sane, got a funeral
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added with mother's pain
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Ain't takin' him to that field,
started workin' that shaft
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With his mother prayin' to God
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that sonny down to the devil
Now this part of the story,
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well that shit rare, god damn,
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you
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be careful
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before you know I'm sayin'?
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Dance with the devil