Devil’s Pie 18'

Lyrics
I woke up this morning and thanked Black God/ They wet blocks find cover or you get baptized/ There's no church in the wild, here goes your suit and tie/ They only waiting for confirmation your crucified/ My pen game from the heart of the holy grail/ Got a heart cuz I feel it beat, I just wish it could only feel/ Some compassion for the weak/ I kill everything I eat/ I could put niggas in graves, or put them on they feet/ My homie crack jokes cuz I'm never running in place/ I lead the marathon cuz I know that it's not a race/ Why they sent that boy on his way up to the heaven gates/ Thomas Jefferson, they had a nickel for his face/ Damn he won't make it to levels where ceilings breaking/ They put you on the wall make you an art installation/ They trynna buy my soul, I'm trynna run a generation/ They wanna see drama flows dramamine sick/ Cut the mic on/ Blessing everything that I'm reciting/ Don't ignite the trigger finger thats a firearm/ Moving like a fire drill, shit is fire still, bring the hose out/ These fucking entendre's should bring the hoes/ Look/ I done walked the thinnest line between me and ungodly crimes/ With this little pen of mine, I'm giving Gotti a flow/ No Ghandi a flow/ You on my level probably no/ Thats all fine, cuz I ain't here for greatest of all time/ I got problems too, but I solve mine/ I rock and I style mine/ 80's Jordan over the foul line/ Just another body to outline/ A shadow to outshine I clock you out and hand in your out time/ Flow go Serena, Venus hard/ I'm Venus far/ Come to the Apple I'm on Genius Bar/ Shots on the house salute nigga we cooling/ The crib is so deep, everyday is a reunion/ I promise they ain't touching the lyrics I'm giving to them/ You stand there act like you just know what you doing/ I'm really trynna get on the stock route/ Don't care what you talk bout/ My boy a take ya crown from a block out/ Why he will, I don't know/ I never cared to ask, they said G's move in silence/ He never cared to blast/ Somehow my life path keeps filling up my glass/ 100 miles and running/ I ain't running out of gas/ Niggas getting towed they sidelined/ I'm tossing them cyanid/ Today you learn your service was finite/ Life's a bitch I fucked her on prom night/ And all cuz my rhymes tight/ These niggas shit is weak and now I'm tight/ Ugh/ 4 mimosas, I'm lit for breakfast/ Like I'm lit, but omelet/ Breakfast, man check this/ Verse 2: What a time to be alive/ On a quest with my tribe/ A wise man said the suns a great place to hide/ Loading magazines here, we ain't talking vibe/ You niggas killing mine/ My mind is full of mines/ Tip toeing through it carefully quieter than a mime/ Ha/ They want the treasure now they can't wait/ I ain't rushing it cuz good is just the enemy of great/ Ugh/ Fresh prince another enemy of state/ Big/ Bad wolf wearing black sheepskin/ Ain't no life rafts here on the deep end/ Ain't no flashlights out on the dark side/ Sucks for you today I got out bed on the wrong side/ Whoa/ I'm sipp'n naughty/ Whoa/ My women gaudy/ Whoa/ My niggas rowdy and they down to catch a body/ Whoa/ Niggas barely blink talking bout Homi's/ I'm out here in the world, I don't live at home with mommy/ I hustle for my last name, same for my first dude/ Wish to ride on me?, no problem they a hearse you/ Flow is illmatic, stillmatic, cinematic/ Got that Penny Hardaway, away jersey, black magic/ That automatic make them do acrobatics/ See Hook a savage/ I'm a 4 alarm blaze, you just a book of matches/ While blindfolded make miracles and they barely looking/ Liam Nelson you niggas Taken, I'm barely took'n/ Away/ Niggas is weak, take'm away/ Then dig'm a grave/ Pull out my dick and piss on they grave/ Yo bitch in my face/ Where is her leash? Where is her lease?/ I'm only fucking with Madams, the bottom barrel you keep/ Jeez/ Step out of line, what you will not do/ Anytime your back on the wall think what would Dot do?/ Thats my word, better yet thats the gospel/ I hang false god Emcee's and kill apostles/ I show you bout that voodoo/ Your pen is full of ink, mine full of juju/ I'm taking off heads, thats the usual/ Vlad the impaler, D's in the impala/ Used to have an inhaler, I'm getting high in the Parlor/ Watching niggas folla/ Nother day, Nother dolla/ Ambition of a rider, a scholar from out the squader/ I turn on the radio, no they ain't playing us/ Grew up with villains air your pavilion don't play with us/ Mad at us instead of you grabbing your nuts/ Screaming out fuck the world, my nigga we had enough/ They was roofing niggas like Slick, my younging Bus/ Winter season, shorty turn to the law want me in cuffs/ Cuff links brighten my lane, ilia chain/ These niggas hang in a lame part of the game/ Oh you/ Saying my name, out of your brain/ Take your brain out of your frame/ You out of the frame, get the picture/ Picture me rolling Pac & Syke/ To be a hundred, I ain't heard nobody that I like/ To be a hundred, I don't think nobody on the throne/ I ain't never been here but its feeling like I'm home/ Oh you should of never left that key under the mat/ Cuz I came up with niggas that a terrorize the map/ Everywhere you at/ Everywhere you at/ Everywhere you at, is all mine I'm needing that/
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Credits
- Writers
- Dot Cromwell