Hell is Empty ft. Dat Boi Vic Lyrics

Hey hey

There's a devil at my window

Na he won't prosper, na na he won't prosper

Na he won't prosper, na na prosper

Na he won't prosper, na na

In the bleak midwinter, I see rain out my window paine

Was I mistaken could've swore I saw satan

She met him on the south, now she in and out the house

Got my sister acting crazy, can't control her mouth

He jacked my brother last week and ran off with his BM

Now he wanna kill something, done turned into one of him

This shit is beyond me, sold rocks to my auntie

Now she all strung out, I gotta figure something out

Gotta put something in his scalp and if I take him out

Well I guess that make me God

And if he force my hand, then the destiny is ours

Shall exercise my power by filling the graveyard, time to even out the odds

For every one he sheds, I'll tattoo the tears

And he don't even know I'm near, he gone wish he knew Paul Revere

Shakespeare make points and that I do fear

Cause he said hell is empty, all the devils are here

There's a devil at my window, na he won't prosper, Na na he won't prosper

Na he won't prosper, na na he won't prosper

Na he won't prosper, na na

There's a devil at my window, na he won't prosper, Na na he won't prosper

Na he won't prosper, na na he won't prosper

Na he won't prosper, na na

Jumped inside a pyramid, and traveled to a new space

Billionaires eyeballing mars, that's the race

Welcome to my new place, the mansion right by two lakes

The maybach with the blue drapes

This sound like Dj Clue tapes

They dropped the bomb over Baghdad, more blew in Kuwait

It's too late, this house ain't no home no more just two roommates

The love is at a standstill, can barely hold my hands still

PTSD, flashback seeing my man's killed

Niggas know the damn deal, game seven with the stands filled

A lot of niggas rap but Dat Boi Vic possess advanced skills

Treat the microphone like a drone, the way I blew it up

Santana getting double crossed, the knife to the gut

American me, versus society and who the fuck

Cares about a black man, dropped the bomb, gap band

The hidden hand pulling strings, the devil doing the tap dance

Gentrified the projects, candy man's last chance

There's a devil at my window, na he won't prosper, Na na he won't prosper

Na he won't prosper, na na he won't prosper

Na he won't prosper, na na

There's a devil at my window, na he won't prosper, Na na he won't prosper

Na he won't prosper, na na he won't prosper

Na he won't prosper, na na