In the Dirt
Excuse me man, my voice a little gone, man
But uh, I had to get my head right, man, for real, for real
Take back control (for real)
I don't think a lot of us realize the negative patterns that
We get ourselves into, and uh
We're the only ones that can pull ourselves out
You feel me? (Come on)
Yeah
I read some books to start my year off
My momma uses hundred-dollar bills to wipe her tears off
Dad be talkin' my ear off
I'm lucky that I have him though
I know I should call him more, I'm workin' on my balance so
I'm not such a workaholic, I'm just obsessed with progress
Victory's subjective in this game, it's a fuckin' contest
Everybody's brainwashed
We ain't on the same time but look up at the same clock
Different destinations, but we get off at the same stop
Everyone confused, we don't know how we ended up where we at
But we refuse to take accountability for the mindset that we choose
We forgot to lock the door, the devil's takin' off his shoes
Gettin' comfy, plantin' seeds now (seeds now)
And we wonder why our garden's got weeds now (hol' on)
It's hard to breathe, anxiety don't let us sleep now (oh-oh-oh)
But we forget we got the key to be free now
So let's be free now
I ain't gonna let the devil win, nah, never
I ain't gonna let the devil in, nah, never
Feelin' worried, that's the devil at work
On God, I'ma put him in the dirt, in the dirt, in the dirt
I ain't gonna let the devil win, nah, never
I ain't gonna let the devil in, nah, never
Feelin' worried, that's the devil at work
On God, I'ma put him in the dirt, in the dirt, in the dirt
I was overindulgent in food, pussy and liquor
Bad habits made the devil grow bigger, go figure
I had no resistance (none), therefore no restrictions (none)
On the energy that occupied my soul's existence (damn)
I was drifting 'cause I didn't have definite aim, devilish game
Only wins with a negligent brain, finesse the reins
Out my hand, control my thoughts (thoughts)
Fear and jealousy, my biggest enemy was moi
Knew that I was lost, had to find my path again
Had to figure out where I was goin', draw a map again
Cut back on the habits, I challenged my willpower (yeah)
Mental self-control and discipline is real power (real power)
I was angry, lustful, gluttonous, distrustful
'til I woke up and said, "None of this is Russell"
Give me back, I took the keys back
And changed the locks so I don't relapse
Won't let the devil creep back in, believe that (yeah)
I ain't gonna let the devil win, nah, never
I ain't gonna let the devil in, nah, never
Feelin' worried, that's the devil at work
On God, I'ma put him in the dirt, in the dirt, in the dirt
I ain't gonna let the devil win, nah, never
I ain't gonna let the devil in, nah, never
Feelin' worried, that's the devil at work
On God, I'ma put him in the dirt, in the dirt, in the dirt
I ain't gonna let the devil win, nah, never
I ain't gonna let the devil in, nah, never
Feelin' worried, that's the devil at work
On God, I'ma put him in the dirt, in the dirt, in the dirt
I ain't gonna let the devil win, nah, never
I ain't gonna let the devil in, nah, never
Feelin' worried, that's the devil at work
On God, I'ma put him in the dirt, in the dirt, in the dirt
But uh, I had to get my head right, man, for real, for real
Take back control (for real)
I don't think a lot of us realize the negative patterns that
We get ourselves into, and uh
We're the only ones that can pull ourselves out
You feel me? (Come on)
Yeah
I read some books to start my year off
My momma uses hundred-dollar bills to wipe her tears off
Dad be talkin' my ear off
I'm lucky that I have him though
I know I should call him more, I'm workin' on my balance so
I'm not such a workaholic, I'm just obsessed with progress
Victory's subjective in this game, it's a fuckin' contest
Everybody's brainwashed
We ain't on the same time but look up at the same clock
Different destinations, but we get off at the same stop
Everyone confused, we don't know how we ended up where we at
But we refuse to take accountability for the mindset that we choose
We forgot to lock the door, the devil's takin' off his shoes
Gettin' comfy, plantin' seeds now (seeds now)
And we wonder why our garden's got weeds now (hol' on)
It's hard to breathe, anxiety don't let us sleep now (oh-oh-oh)
But we forget we got the key to be free now
So let's be free now
I ain't gonna let the devil win, nah, never
I ain't gonna let the devil in, nah, never
Feelin' worried, that's the devil at work
On God, I'ma put him in the dirt, in the dirt, in the dirt
I ain't gonna let the devil win, nah, never
I ain't gonna let the devil in, nah, never
Feelin' worried, that's the devil at work
On God, I'ma put him in the dirt, in the dirt, in the dirt
I was overindulgent in food, pussy and liquor
Bad habits made the devil grow bigger, go figure
I had no resistance (none), therefore no restrictions (none)
On the energy that occupied my soul's existence (damn)
I was drifting 'cause I didn't have definite aim, devilish game
Only wins with a negligent brain, finesse the reins
Out my hand, control my thoughts (thoughts)
Fear and jealousy, my biggest enemy was moi
Knew that I was lost, had to find my path again
Had to figure out where I was goin', draw a map again
Cut back on the habits, I challenged my willpower (yeah)
Mental self-control and discipline is real power (real power)
I was angry, lustful, gluttonous, distrustful
'til I woke up and said, "None of this is Russell"
Give me back, I took the keys back
And changed the locks so I don't relapse
Won't let the devil creep back in, believe that (yeah)
I ain't gonna let the devil win, nah, never
I ain't gonna let the devil in, nah, never
Feelin' worried, that's the devil at work
On God, I'ma put him in the dirt, in the dirt, in the dirt
I ain't gonna let the devil win, nah, never
I ain't gonna let the devil in, nah, never
Feelin' worried, that's the devil at work
On God, I'ma put him in the dirt, in the dirt, in the dirt
I ain't gonna let the devil win, nah, never
I ain't gonna let the devil in, nah, never
Feelin' worried, that's the devil at work
On God, I'ma put him in the dirt, in the dirt, in the dirt
I ain't gonna let the devil win, nah, never
I ain't gonna let the devil in, nah, never
Feelin' worried, that's the devil at work
On God, I'ma put him in the dirt, in the dirt, in the dirt
Credits
Writer(s): Jasper Tremaine Cameron, Lloyd Polite, Russell James Vitale, Aaron Cheung, Aj Hall, Brady Watt
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