Worshipping music.

Everyone tryna be trife, never face the consequences You probably only did a month for minor offenses Ask a nigga doin' life if he had another chance But then again, there's always the wicked that knew in advance Dance forever with the Devil on a cold cell block But that's what happens when you rape, murder, and sell rock Devils used to be God's angels that fell from the top There's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot

He could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't know The Devil grows inside the hearts of the selfish and wicked White, brown, yellow and black—color is not restricted You have a self-destructive destiny when you're inflicted And you'll be one of God's children that fell from the top There's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot So when the Devil wants to dance with you, you better say never Because a dance with the Devil might last you forever