Verse 1:
  If you free your mind your ass has got to
  But you're caught up in that same ol' patent and trap that the homies go through
  Searchin' for answers without no questions
  You thought it could never happen to you and your crew, but y'all was no exception
  It started out as fun and it was all about kicks (Kicks)
  But each and every kick turned out to be a trick
  Imagine this you got no family, you got no ends
  You got no hustle, no muscle, no car, no clothes, you got no friends
  You once was the neighborhood boss and hog
  And no G livin' legend like walkin' dogs
  Niggaz hate to admit it, but they know it's true
  Damn near everybody in the hood, includin' the kids, wanna be just like you
  So, hear I stand as a witness, or, should I say a reclaimed victim
  Written off and spit on by this really sick ass system
  You can roll what I roll in the swirl from the smoke
  Somebody take a vote, the devil is dope
    Chorus:
  The devil is dope (Dope)
  Out of control
  The devil is dope
  The devil is dope
  Out to get your soul (Yeah-yeah)
  The devil is dope
    Verse 2:
  Things seen only imagined and in dreams
  Until, the same nightmares in tv screens your teenage screams (Ahh!)
  Cause the dosage wasn't right
  Now his chest is gettin' tight
  And everything is goin' black
  But it's the middle of the day, figure that
  But you still can't see with a thousand watt beam (Blind!)
  And you need mo gin to feed your triple beam with schemes (Wake up!)
  Cause traffic done slowed up like the one ten at five
  So, you dance the street section at around two, to try to stay alive
  And now you trapped tryin' to play hockey with some tic tac's (Tic Tac's!)
  And niggaz tellin' you to kick back and bend back, but you already did that
  And all money ain't good money
  But everybody want the cream and honey
  Thinkin' that the other side is all green plus it's sunny (Yeah!)
  But, money, lust, and jealousy most lead to treachery
  From A.C. to O.G. to P.G. to P.C.B.
  As you call for your locs, set adrift in the smoke
  It's like murder, heat, smoke, the devil is dope
    Chorus
    Verse 3:
  Sunshine on your mind but darkness prevails
  You move your sales from motel to hotel
  Prerequisite for a blast, merchandise, cash, or ass
  Bloodshed often is the door where personalaties crash
  And it's your task to try to make a meal ticket
  So, you can kick it and be swift with your chicken (Bock-bock!)
  You's a victim and since you got your own mind
  It ain't all your fault, but you gotta do your own time
  Choose your weapon cause your first impression
  Often dictates the situation that you find yourself caught in
  If you still blind and you can't see
  You better obtain yourself some glasses and clear your vision like DMC (Don't run!)
  And remember what I told you
  Remember who brought a soldier
  I wanna wake you up like Sega
  consume large amounts of dank-a
  Man overboard
  Beware of the underlords
  Stay your ass on the boat, the devil is dope (Ooh-ooh!)
    Chorus: Repeat 2X with adlibs in there