Shiesty L - Let the wrong ones in lyrics

Verse one (Let's get it) I side from the BX, where n***as use to pump X Never went to college but, yet we use to see techs Hydrants on the corner wasn't the only thing left wet Better pay your debt or get left on the curb deck I seen poppy creep and beat n***as to a coma sleep Sheridan and Sherman, you had to get that earn in Strap up or those little b**hes leave your dick burning Early get the learning that the bu*ter gets a churning Yeah we all yearning so them boys get to murdering Sinning was normal so then Yonkers boys will murk you Yeah I seen a church or two, but really wasn't comfortable If I picked the bible up, they would see the punk in you Hop on the D train and pray that God will guide you Gangs were now tribal, Nine Tre will slice you Over them dice games you can get iced laid I guess that's the price you play when you let the devil play Hook I let the right one's out And let the wrong one's in Had an angel of mercy To see me through all my sins (Repeat 2x's) Verse Two (Yeah) I ride out from Far Rock where we let the hammers pop We ain't talking Adidas when we give out them shell tops Our sins run full blocks like OT's and Nike shops Keep the weight live stock, we never heard of grid lock We keep the guns co*k, black art, we call them warlocks D's try to rim rock, so they can try to co*k block So the homies gun lock for those who always snitch spots For that young money, those ho's will let your bed rock The secrets they will unlock, just to try to road block b**hes ain't cancer knots, they produce cell blocks So I tell them to moon walk before I ever chew chalk They watch you like a night hawk, when you got the paper spark In the streets (industries) no jay walk, but yet you can't stay parked The devils no cake walk, contest He'll blow your face off A cold sin, a no win, that has always been the omen I guess that's why he made the new green and the old yen Hook I let the right one's out And let the wrong one's in Had an angel of mercy To see me through all my sins (repeat 2x's) Verse Three Sins are so UN-logical, but yet remain UN-dodgeable Lord I ain't mocking you, it's the ba** and treb (treble) that's knocking you Escape the devil impossible, in the hood he walks with you Getting high on his court he even takes a snort with you Lord what am I suppose to do? I held the bible and hoped with you If the Lord fills your shoes the demon will probably cripple you Even write your rap for you, turn to mic and spit for you Thank the Lord for awards, but Lucifer won his dues You wanna strip b**h, he even work the pole for you Take your damn soul from you, you can't control you You can smile in the mirror, but there's no more knowing you The devil will fold you, hold you, and console you She know she got AIDS, but she get on her knees and blows you The world is cold duke probably because it owns you As a kid we were taught to get on our knees and just pray But what happens when God let the phone just ring? Outro I let the right one's out And let the wrong one's in Had an angel of mercy To see me through all my sins There were times in my life Where I was going insane Trying to walk through the past