"The Devil's Mansion" lyrics
(feat. Carolyn Rodriguez)
I'm 'a tell you about a dude I knew named John
Had a wife 4 kids and cool paying job
He worked in Pasadena at the chemical plant
Had good life insurance with a medical plan
John had a cousin named 'Buckshot Ben'
They drove around town in a plus drop Benz
No doubt about it, Ben was keeping it hot
Bleeding the block and hoods feining for rock
They grew up as kids playing every day
But when they got older went separate ways
When the family got together they would meet and talk
Ben would tell about all the green he clocked
He would creep through the town making rounds with his breezy
John was amazed because it sounded so easy
But Ben needed help so he told his cousin
'Yo, I can show you how to strike gold from nothing'
The pain's in your face and you got what it takes of the life you can only imagine
For the chances were took, got that cash and a hook
Now your time to accept The Devil's Mansion
John made decent money but things were tight
He remembered Ben's hands and his rings were nice
His nails manicured and Versace shirt
You could tell he never knew a hard days work
John's job would only be to supervise
Never touch the stuff just use his eyes
The deal was pretty sweet 3 Gs a week
Only how could he tell his wife she would freak
But he took Ben's offer then told him at first
That he would still have to act he was still going to work
He woke up early but she was slowly learnin'
He coming back late and his clothes ain't dirty
So she's asking questions and it's bad confessions
He goes ahead and tells her that his last profession wasn't paying him enough and hes tired of strugglin'
He got with Buckshot now they're finally bubblin'
The pain's in your face and you got what it takes of the life you can only imagine
For the chances were took, got that cash and a hook
Now your time to accept The Devil's Mansion
His wife hits the wall she ain't trying to listen
She gots two uncles that's dying in prison
She talks about jobs where you need guns
And slanging cocaine happens to be one
People don't play by the rules in this
Think about me and these beautiful kids
But John's sick and tired plus his boss were prejudice
Every day at work they talk shit to the Mexicans
You don't want to go back so he's not listening
He tells his wife, 'Baby, let me make these dividends.'
But Ben was getting watched by the Feds already
Nobody knew that his time on the streets was ending
They recorded conversations on the phone and heard
John's voice a hundred times speaking on their birth
He got 20
Never seen his kids grow up
His wife's heart tore up
It's all for what
The pain's in your face and you got what it takes of the life you can only imagine
For the chances were took, got that cash and a hook
Now your time to accept The Devil's Mansion
Had a wife 4 kids and cool paying job
He worked in Pasadena at the chemical plant
Had good life insurance with a medical plan
John had a cousin named 'Buckshot Ben'
They drove around town in a plus drop Benz
No doubt about it, Ben was keeping it hot
Bleeding the block and hoods feining for rock
They grew up as kids playing every day
But when they got older went separate ways
When the family got together they would meet and talk
Ben would tell about all the green he clocked
He would creep through the town making rounds with his breezy
John was amazed because it sounded so easy
But Ben needed help so he told his cousin
'Yo, I can show you how to strike gold from nothing'
The pain's in your face and you got what it takes of the life you can only imagine
For the chances were took, got that cash and a hook
Now your time to accept The Devil's Mansion
John made decent money but things were tight
He remembered Ben's hands and his rings were nice
His nails manicured and Versace shirt
You could tell he never knew a hard days work
John's job would only be to supervise
Never touch the stuff just use his eyes
The deal was pretty sweet 3 Gs a week
Only how could he tell his wife she would freak
But he took Ben's offer then told him at first
That he would still have to act he was still going to work
He woke up early but she was slowly learnin'
He coming back late and his clothes ain't dirty
So she's asking questions and it's bad confessions
He goes ahead and tells her that his last profession wasn't paying him enough and hes tired of strugglin'
He got with Buckshot now they're finally bubblin'
The pain's in your face and you got what it takes of the life you can only imagine
For the chances were took, got that cash and a hook
Now your time to accept The Devil's Mansion
His wife hits the wall she ain't trying to listen
She gots two uncles that's dying in prison
She talks about jobs where you need guns
And slanging cocaine happens to be one
People don't play by the rules in this
Think about me and these beautiful kids
But John's sick and tired plus his boss were prejudice
Every day at work they talk shit to the Mexicans
You don't want to go back so he's not listening
He tells his wife, 'Baby, let me make these dividends.'
But Ben was getting watched by the Feds already
Nobody knew that his time on the streets was ending
They recorded conversations on the phone and heard
John's voice a hundred times speaking on their birth
He got 20
Never seen his kids grow up
His wife's heart tore up
It's all for what
The pain's in your face and you got what it takes of the life you can only imagine
For the chances were took, got that cash and a hook
Now your time to accept The Devil's Mansion
