Let The Devil In - Grieves

Got 35 notches on the belt, fire in the sky with 5 records on the shelf Stress

related symptoms in my health said I couldn’t take it with me Watch me drag it

all to hell then

I pour another bottle on my grave

Ain’t nobody care about you when you step up off this stage

Plus the doc told me, I should count my days

Said the poison in my body’s like a bullet to the face

Yeah I am going off, bitch I’m going off

Pressure hangin' round my neck like a holy cross

Turned that lightin' in a bottle into molotovs

Pain tatted on me like a motherfuckin' coat of arms

If you thought that it was different then you goin' soft

Everybody knows go and play the Leonard Cohen song

Bad days, long lights and strong medicine

If you can hear it knockin' you about to let the devil in

(Hook)

It’ll be a cold day in hell, (lets go)

Ain’t nobody ringing my bell

Glow like the sun, but I run in the night

They let a devil grab a hold of the mic, (killa)

It’ll be a cold day in hell, lets go

Ain’t nobody ringing my bell

Glow like the sun, but I run in the night

They let a devil grab a hold of the mic

Yo, that’s 35 trips around the sun

Runnin' outta gas with 9 bullets in my gun (count 'em)

That shadow on my shoulder weighs a ton

Y’all pretend like my experience with hell was just for fun (nah)

Don’t take me to the river with my sins

Ain’t a man alive without them, you can write that in my skin

Plus the preacher told me time was runnin' thin

Said if I don’t make a change they won’t ever let me in

Yeah I’m going mad, bitch I’m going mad

That stress feelin' like I’m walkin' over broken glass

I slap a reverend in the face with an open hand

Swollen glands growin' in my neck like a watered plant

If you thought i couldn’t make it then you full of trash

Blindin' motherfuckers like a glare from a solar flash

It’s bad days long lights and strong medicine

If you can here me knocking then you about to let the devil in

(Hook)

It’ll be a cold day in hell, (lets go)

Ain’t nobody ringing my bell

Glow like the sun, but I run in the night

They let a devil grab a hold of the mic, (killa)

It’ll be a cold day in hell, lets go

Ain’t nobody ringing my bell

Glow like the sun, but I run in the night

They let a devil grab a hold of the mic