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the reason that you're selfish
Sick as hell as well ain't
A fellow worse than him
Mentally you're well disturbed
Essеntially they think you're
Devil

By ancient kings discovered
Ayatollah the controller I break
The strings of puppets, soul Killa

Pessimistic, damn they so pessimistic
Even though I'm

inhaler
Ya head on a spike like I’m Vlad the Impaler
And bitch I’m the Devil, ain’t scared of ya prayer
I’m dragging ya body inside of my lair
You got

Who y'all? Ain't got none
Forget that sin that you talking about son
Let them have 9 lives, all I need is one
My flows on big pun, say I weigh a ton

the devil's Den, created by the fears of man
Say she wanna see some palms, say which I've smoked a million plants
Sick of seeing these pussy hands, that haven't

need a wake and need a way to see that 3III
Leaving up a prayer, cause the devil don't stay back!
For, "8" raps
God, I need the holy for straight racks

gon' catch the most eh
What he know, he'll sing it to the Lord the Holy Gost eh
Walk on fire, if he walking by then he gon' die
I can't lie, I got bigger

Pressure plus pipes
I got the tool here strung on my right
And ever since i loss you pops i don't write
And that was like '09
But every time the beat

Him by our side
Our faith can move mountains, ain't nothing can hold us down
The devil may tempt, in His name we stand His grace unfolds, we break every

where i kept hope
Till they passed me by
Weed smell to strong aint got colgne the bag keep screaming come find
My head and palms like when pussy palmed
So

money
I don't got no time to sleep
While you counting all your sheep
Man I be counting up my G's
Need my cream laid out
I'm going round and round again
No

together and you ain't fearing nothing 
You cant just live for the moment then go and kick the bucket
Cause if you ain't got life with christ, ya not gone

no Ringo even tho I ain't got no Picks

I can never understand how this clock work my mood swings this pendulum 
Been constantly waiting, getting

blessin' 100 proof
Hand on toes, 'bout to roast
Some kids who flash like they assassins
Picked up my dough and be K'ed this honey passin'
Got the spot

a sound)
Gettin' it straight out the basement
That's where I put all my time in
My dreams big as a spaceship
So big gotta climb in
On a new level
I ain't

not the city or the players
Bruce Allen can kiss my ass is how I'm ending all my prayers 
I had 6 tackles in my last game, they cut me next
Yet

dreams like inception
I can tell you a leech, just by ya aura
All you do is make up shit like Sephora
Sly Devil, on the side, tryna swipe shit, swipe shit

her best to raise me
Couldn't seem to get right
Grandma's hoping prayers will save me
Dad ain't care if I existed
Grew disgusted with my image
Living

knows

So I ain't gotta stress over overarched goals
Submitted to his will, full of comfort and peace
Positioned in his presence, so my prayers never

of school, got caught up in the dumps
Had calls, had visits, had money on my books

Couple niggas I was cool with, couple that I ain't fuck with
Bail out, now

have all me
The devil was once an angel that thought alone really bothers me
Promise me that you'll stick right by my side until the bitter end
I would

Bought her the bentley she got me the royce
USG dm’ed we hitting you up 
You live in a trance we live in a rush
Getting the clout nobody bigger than us

got a clue what we about, don't leave a witness nobody around
Look, I ain't need yo sympathy, more friends for me, I just want your respect
Killing off

What you tryna cop?
You know we still 'Got It!'
Not foldin' like Shotti
I'm gone just like Gotti
I smell like a party, next door right by 12, where