HOOK
Fuck the slice, we want the pie
Why asks why till we fry
Watch us all stand in line
For the slice of the devil's pie
Drugs and thugs, women, wine
Three or four at a time
Watch them all stand in line
For the slice of the devil's pie

VERSE 1
I'm not a bad man
Just a black man
Tryna make a living
Off my plans
They won't understand
So they stand over
Trade my heart for
Some dry clovers
They don't believe them
Or see them
They think it involves
Weed and semen
Or cement
Or the corner store
Or jail cells
Or designer dior
The hustle is deep
But the grave is deeper
Sin addictions will make me
A deep sleeper
A hungry believer
For the darkest lust
For devil's eggs
To mix with my chocolate nuts
To have the weed
To make a bag
And think that I
Have a missing dad
That's what they'll think
That they will see
If we meet
In these Croydon streets

HOOK
Fuck the slice, we want the pie
Why asks why till we fry
Watch us all stand in line
For the slice of the devil's pie
Drugs and thugs, women, wine
Three or four at a time
Watch them all stand in line
For the slice of the devil's pie

VERSE 2
Just like sky's the limit
I had to spit my business
On how we tryna live free
But how can it be
If n***as gang bang
And ladies sell their bodies for fees?
But as I put pen to the pad
And say what's exact
No one wants to listen to me
But you'll then hear my words
After I overdose
Or find my corpse hanging from a tree
Oh but indeed
The streets are never clean
Beef over postcodes
That's really all it be
Children wanna die
And don't even know why
Elders say it'll set
Their souls free
But just like Raina
All our little sisters
Don't wanna see us suffer from a plea
But they'll take the knife
Like a wolf of the night
And the tears will grow into streams
HOOK
Fuck the slice, we want the pie
Why asks why till we fry
Watch us all stand in line
For the slice of the devil's pie
Drugs and thugs, women, wine
Three or four at a time
Watch them all stand in line
For the slice of the devil's pie

BRIDGE
Ain't no justice
Just us
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
Now it's time
For most of us
To choose in which
God we trust
I know I was born to die
Search to find a peace of mind
With 85 dumb and blind
There can be no compromise

HOOK
Fuck the slice, we want the pie
Why asks why till we fry
Watch us all stand in line
For the slice of the devil's pie
Drugs and thugs, women, wine
Three or four at a time
All moutherfuckers wanna go out
For the slice of the devil's pie
Girls sell all their beauty and rights
For the slice of the devil's pie
Boys gonna kill and kill and kill
For the slice of the devil's pie
Bitches gonna fuck and take it all in
For the slice of the devil's pie
N***as gonna keep on and on beefing
For the slice of the devil's pie