Devil's Got A Hold
Travis Barker Lyrics


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I tossed I turn, cant sleep at night
I punch, I kick, I claw, I bite
It seems that I can't win this fight
Hands together if you there tell 'em leave me alone
Devils got a hold of me
Devils got a hold of me
Devils got a hold of me
(Devils got a hold of me)

Pen in my right hand, beat on repeat
He hates when I'm writing so the thing on my nightstand starts ringing, lighting up,
Vibrating and all that
I don't wanna see no wall crack
I just wanna perform at the biggest place in the World cause I'm dope like them four packs
Sitting in, writes on my window sill
Making sure everything stays on chill
? wearing all white ? Sayin' pay yo bills
So that raw metaphor that I thought of before
I don't remember no more cause I just ran out the door to meet a fiend by the store
And I heard 'so you off touring?'
I turn and seen his whore that I used to fiend for that aint never let me score
Looking at me like I'm something she aint never ever saw
So a one hour run somehow turned into 24
Wifey callin', I hit ignore
My priorities is poor, listen Lord

I tossed I turn, cant sleep at night
I punch, I kick, I claw, I bite
It seems that I can't win this fight
Hands together if you there tell 'em leave me alone
Devils got a hold of me
Devils got a hold of me
Devils got a hold of me
(Devils got a hold of me)

My life is like a box of chocolates, I work hard for it
Plus I am awkward, uh
I am an addict's son, plus I am an addict son!
I am an 8k addict, uh, Travis drums
I am the lead done factor thats why I got an edge on rappers
I am red rum backwards
I see your crew and get deep so you can respect it, jump me
I signed a deal with my maker, Satan's my record company
I got a k canon, I buy chincillas
My bitches rocking luci-furr after they say Tannon
Now can you say tannon better yet say Dannon
The coupe look just like yoghurt, I fly I aint landing
I am the bank bandit
I got a buying problem
I goes in and walk out with all the money but I aint rob 'em

I tossed I turn, cant sleep at night
I punch, I kick, I claw, I bite
It seems that I can't win this fight

Hands together if you there tell 'em leave me alone
Devils got a hold of me
Devils got a hold of me
Devils got a hold of me
(Devils got a hold of me)

I'm talking, I'm talking,
He talks, I listen
GPS on my position
Just living, just hanging out with the opposition
Can't take the heat, get the f-ck out the kitchen
Stupid, ya'll, think it was just me
I belong in prison crazy by my own admission
On a mission to grab a podium
Let me tell the public that I'm self-destructive
I aint looking for no help, f-ck it
Look for a way to get high
I'm still alive, 6 million ways to die and still a few more left to try
?
We just going back and forth feeling like tenants standing underneath rain
What are we sayin', friends and family wanted me to change
But its too late cause my feet is getting comfy on the flames, check it
I don't wanna be another n-gga with no gold
No fame, success, n-gga, no hope
Sleep in the corner in Soho
My uppers down, its no dough
Fuck it they aint put me under yet
Think what you wish I aint got one regret

I tossed I turn, cant sleep at night
I punch, I kick, I claw, I bite
It seems that I can't win this fight
Hands together if you there tell 'em leave me alone
Devils got a hold of me
Devils got a hold of me
Devils got a hold of me
(Devils got a hold of me)

My automobile is not a Bentley
He knows that my pockets empty
The devil, so consequently he gotta tempt me
Standing on the block, you should not offend me
I rock a semi, like Prada Fendi, I don't think the spirit of God is in me
Just wicked wispers of scriptures, satan is narrating
I heard you got a safe in your crib so I'm there waiting
Nobody safe in your crib, when I'm in that staircase I'm bare-faced
Possessed by what you possess, I'm hell raising
And I just left somebody's father a quadriplegic
Told em not to move or get shot to Egypt
He did not believe it
He's losing blood and I'm cold blooded like I'm anemic
I need a doctor I'm psychotic maybe I should watch The Secret
Or see a Priest and I might just chill
Or will I blow 'em outta the confession booth like on Righteous Kill




Kill, kill, kill, God when I write this will
I hope I seek some forgiveness cause my life was real

Overall Meaning

In Travis Barker's song Devil's Got a Hold, the lyrics tell the story of someone who is struggling with their demons. The song talks about the sleepless nights and the physical struggle the person has with themselves. They say that they can't seem to win the fight with their "devil." The devil symbolizes the negative thoughts and emotions that the person can't seem to shake. It's almost like they've become possessed.


The person in the song also talks about their addiction and how they're trying to find ways to get high. They're not looking for any help, but instead, they want to continue down this self-destructive path. They're feeling the pressure from different people in their lives, but they don't want to change. The person is also struggling with guilt and seeking forgiveness for their actions.


The song is a powerful message about mental health and the importance of seeking help. The person in the song is battling their demons, and it's not something they can handle on their own. The song encourages those struggling with mental health issues to speak up and seek help.


Line by Line Meaning

I tossed I turn, can't sleep at night
The singer is restless and unable to sleep.


I punch, I kick, I claw, I bite
The singer is agitated and unable to control their emotions.


It seems that I can't win this fight
The singer is struggling with a personal battle.


Hands together if you there tell 'em leave me alone
The artist is asking for solitude.


Devils got a hold of me
The artist feels possessed by evil forces.


(Devils got a hold of me)
Repetition of the chorus.


Pen in my right hand, beat on repeat
The singer is writing and listening to music.


He hates when I'm writing so the thing on my nightstand starts ringing, lighting up, Vibrating and all that
The artist's phone is disrupting their creative process and distracting them.


I don't wanna see no wall crack
The artist wants to avoid breaking down emotionally.


I just wanna perform at the biggest place in the World cause I'm dope like them four packs
The artist desires success and recognition for their talent.


Sitting in, writes on my window sill
The singer is writing near an open window.


Making sure everything stays on chill
The artist is trying to keep their composure.


? wearing all white ? Sayin' pay yo bills
Unclear meaning due to missing lyrics.


So that raw metaphor that I thought of before I don't remember no more cause I just ran out the door to meet a fiend by the store
The singer is distracted and forgetful, potentially due to drug use.


And I heard 'so you off touring?'
The singer overhears a question about their career.


I turn and seen his whore that I used to fiend for that aint never let me score
The artist sees a person they used to lust after but was never able to be with.


Looking at me like I'm something she aint never ever saw
The person is gazing at the artist with astonishment or admiration.


So a one hour run somehow turned into 24
The singer has lost track of time and spent much longer than intended in their current situation.


Wifey callin', I hit ignore
The singer ignores a call from their significant other.


My priorities is poor, listen Lord
The artist realizes they have not been making good choices.


My life is like a box of chocolates, I work hard for it
The artist's life is unpredictable and difficult, but they put effort into it.


Plus I am awkward, uh
The artist is uncomfortable in social situations.


I am an addict's son, plus I am an addict son!
The singer comes from a lineage of addiction and struggles with addiction themselves.


I am an 8k addict, uh, Travis drums
The artist is addicted to music production and Travis' drums specifically.


I am the lead done factor thats why I got an edge on rappers
The singer is a leader in their field and has an advantage over others.


I am red rum backwards
The singer's name spelled backwards resembles 'red rum,' a reference to 'The Shining.'


I see your crew and get deep so you can respect it, jump me
The singer is unafraid to confront a group of people to show their power.


I signed a deal with my maker, Satan's my record company
The artist worships the devil and attributes their success to him.


I got a k canon, I buy chincillas
The artist owns a gun and expensive clothing.


My bitches rocking luci-furr after they say Tannon
The singer's partners wear expensive fur garments and know the singer's name.


Now can you say tannon better yet say Dannon
The singer asks others to say their name, but also references the 'Dannon' brand.


The coupe look just like yoghurt, I fly I aint landing
The artist drives a car that looks like yogurt and enjoys traveling.


I am the bank bandit
The artist has stolen money from a bank.


I got a buying problem
The artist struggles with compulsive buying.


I goes in and walk out with all the money but I aint rob 'em
The singer implies that they illegally obtain money from stores.


I'm talking, I'm talking,
The artist continues a monologue.


He talks, I listen
The singer is attentive to someone else's words.


GPS on my position
The singer has a GPS device tracking them.


Just living, just hanging out with the opposition
The singer is spending time with people who oppose them or their beliefs.


Can't take the heat, get the f-ck out the kitchen
The artist tells someone to leave if they can't handle the situation or pressure.


Stupid, ya'll, think it was just me
The artist is criticizing others for assuming they are the only one at fault.


I belong in prison crazy by my own admission
The singer admits to being mentally unstable and deserving of imprisonment.


On a mission to grab a podium
The singer is motivated to achieve success and gain recognition.


Let me tell the public that I'm self-destructive
The artist wants to reveal their self-destructive tendencies to the public.


I aint looking for no help, f-ck it
The artist is uninterested in receiving help for their situation.


Look for a way to get high
The artist desires to achieve a state of euphoria through drug use.


I'm still alive, 6 million ways to die and still a few more left to try
The singer has survived dangerous situations and is willing to take more risks.


?
Unclear meaning due to missing lyrics.


We just going back and forth feeling like tenants standing underneath rain
The singer and another person argue without resolving their conflict.


What are we sayin', friends and family wanted me to change
The singer's loved ones desire them to change their behavior or lifestyle.


But its too late cause my feet is getting comfy on the flames, check it
The singer acknowledges they are endangering themselves but feel comfortable with the situation.


I don't wanna be another n-gga with no gold
The artist desires financial success and status.


No fame, success, n-gga, no hope
The artist is discouraged by their lack of success.


Sleep in the corner in Soho
The singer is homeless and sleeps in Soho, a neighborhood in New York City.


My uppers down, its no dough
The singer has no money or drugs.


F-ck it they aint put me under yet
The artist has not been arrested or institutionalized.


Think what you wish I aint got one regret
The artist does not regret their actions.


My automobile is not a Bentley
The artist does not own a luxury car.


He knows that my pockets empty
The singer implies that they owe someone money.


The devil, so consequently he gotta tempt me
The artist believes the devil is tempting them with wealth and success.


Standing on the block, you should not offend me
The singer is willing to become violent if confronted on their territory.


I rock a semi, like Prada Fendi, I don't think the spirit of God is in me
The singer carries a gun and does not believe in a divine power.


Just wicked wispers of scriptures, satan is narrating
The singer hears evil messages and believes Satan is speaking to them.


I heard you got a safe in your crib so I'm there waiting
The artist is stalking someone and planning to rob them.


Nobody safe in your crib, when I'm in that staircase I'm bare-faced
The artist is not disguising their identity while breaking in to someone's home.


Possessed by what you possess, I'm hell raising
The singer desires to obtain what others have and is willing to cause trouble to achieve it.


And I just left somebody's father a quadriplegic
The singer caused someone's father to become paralyzed.


Told em not to move or get shot to Egypt
The artist threatened someone with violence if they did not comply.


He did not believe it
The person did not believe the artist's threat.


He's losing blood and I'm cold blooded like I'm anemic
The artist is unfeeling and unsympathetic to the person's pain.


I need a doctor I'm psychotic maybe I should watch The Secret
The singer reflects on their mental state and suggests self-help resources such as 'The Secret.'


Or see a Priest and I might just chill
The artist ponders seeking religious guidance to improve their wellbeing.


Or will I blow 'em outta the confession booth like on Righteous Kill
The singer suggests they may become violent and kill someone in a religious context like in the film 'Righteous Kill.'


Kill, kill, kill, God when I write this will
The singer repeats a violent phrase and invokes God in their thought process.


I hope I seek some forgiveness cause my life was real
The singer desires forgiveness for their violent and self-destructive behavior.




Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group, THE ADMINISTRATION MP INC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: TRAVIS BARKER, KEVIN BIVONA, JOSEPH BUDDEN, RYAN MONTGOMERY, JOELL ORTIZ, WRITERS UNKNOWN, DOMINICK WCKLIFFE

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"Devil's Got A Hold Of Me"
(feat. Slaughterhouse)

[Chorus: Royce Da 5'9"]
I toss, I turn, can't sleep, at night
I punch, I kick, I claw, I bite
It seems, that I, can't win, this fight
Hands together if you there, tell him leave me alone
The devil's got a hold of meeee
The devil's got a hold of meeee
The devil's got a hold of meeee
([whispered] - The devil's got a hold!)

[Joell Ortiz]
Pen in my right hand
Beat on repeat, he hates when I'm writin so the thing on my nightstand
start ringin and lightin up, vibratin and all that
I don't wanna sell no wall crack, I just wanna go perform at
the biggest place in the world cause I'm dope, like them four packs
sittin in writes on my window sill, makin sure everything stays on chill
Right shoulder wearin all white sayin "Joe chill"
Left shoulder wearin red sayin "Pay yo' bills"
So that raw metaphor that I, thought of before
I don't remember no more
Cause I just ran out the door to meet a fiend by the store
And I heard, "So you off tour?" And I turned, and seen this whore
that I used to fiend for that ain't never let me score
lookin at me like I'm somethin she ain't never ever saw
So a one-hour run somehow turned into 24
Wifey callin I hit Ignore, my priorities is poor
Listen Lord

[Chorus]

[Royce Da 5'9"]
Nickel... c'mon
My life is like a box of chocolates
I work hard for it, plus I am awk-ward, uhh
I am a addict's son, plus I'm a addict, son
I am a AK addict, uh, Travis drums
I am the lead dump factor, that's why I got a edge on rappers
I am redrum backwards
I'll see your crew and get deep so you can respect it, jump me!
I signed a deal with my maker, Satan's my record company
I got a K cannon - I buy chinchillas
My bitches rockin Luci-furs after they Satan-in
Now can you say tannin? Better yet say Dannon
Your coupe look just like yogurt, I fly I ain't landin
I am the bank bandit, I got a buyin problem
I goes in then walk out with all the money but I ain't rob 'em

[Chorus]

[Joe Budden]
I'm talkin, I'm talkin he talks, I listen, GPS on my position
Just livin, just hangin out with the opposition
Can't take the heat get the fuck out the kitchen
Stupid y'all, think I'm just spittin
I belong in prison, crazy by my own admission on a mission
to grab a podium, audience, let me tell the public
that I'm self-destructive, I ain't lookin for no help, FUCK IT!
Lookin for a way to get high, I'm still alive
Six million ways to die, still a few more left to try
{?} is Red Bull, pills is hittin, still a slight medic'
We just goin back and forth, feelin like tennis
Standin underneath rain, wanna be sane, friends and family wantin me to change
But it's too late cause my feet is gettin comfy on the flames
Check it! I don't wanna be another nigga with no gold (nah)
No fame, success nigga no hope (nah)
Sleep on the corner in SoHo, like up is down, there's no dough
Uhh, fuck it, they ain't put me under yet
And think what you wish, I ain't got one regret

[Chorus]

[Crooked I]
My automobile is not a Bentley, he knows that my pocket's empty
The devil's so consequently, he gotta tempt me
Standin on the block you should not offend me
I rock a semi, like Prada Fendi
I don't think the spirit of God is in me
Just wicked whispers of scriptures Satan is narratin
I heard you got a safe in your crib so I'm there waitin
Nobody's safe in your crib, while I'm on that staircase, I'm bare-faced
Possessed by what you possess, I'm hell raising
And I just left somebody's father a quadraplegic
Told him not to move or get shot to Egypt, he did not believe it
He's losin blood and I'm cold-blooded like I'm anemic
I need a doctor, I'm psychotic, maybe I should watch "The Secret"
Or see a priest and I might just chill
Or will I blow him out of the confession booth, like on "Righteous Kill"
Kill kill kill - God when I write this will
I hope I seek some forgiveness cause {my life was real}

[Outro]
Devil's got a hold of me
D-d-devil's got a hold of me
Devil's got a hold of me...
Devil's got a hold of me
D-d-d-d-devil's got a hold of me
Devil's got a hold of me..



All comments from YouTube:

@iyelawolf2196

Intro drumming is absolutely insane.

@catrichbillay1506

Hell yeah!

@aetherbeetz

I see Travis easily becoming of the truly great beatmakers/producers depending on how much of this album he handled (recording,layout,mixing) himself.

@viktorvaughn6266

started off as a Joey and Royce fan, but I must admit Joell and Crook seem to impress me more and more with each line spat.

@turdfurg47

Do you mean scat cause this music is shit

@calebmclean716

On this track is that what your goin by? Causebif you ask me budden has the coldest verse hands down......

@GentlemensAcademy

There’s a reason they were ball put together. They’re all really undeniable lyricists so that’ll happen. Over time you’ll start to like a different guy.

@KyleKnoblauch

Listening to this whole album start to finish 4/26/21..... and I bought the CD when it came out, had it in steady rotation 2012-13, but man.... I really forgot how ill 😷 this ish is start to finish......

@SofaKingWeTodEd

Royce's bars just sailed over your head, "My bitches rock luci-FURS after they SaTANNIN" He was completely on topic, just delivered the product differently.

@g519money

All 4 Killed it, each in their own way.

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