Death Threats

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[Intro] Devil want my soul and can't have it, tryin' to break habits Twelve million sold, eight platinum Devil want my soul and can't take it Everything's forsaken, except me, my loyalty is sacred Go against the gods, you can't win, I was born innocent Let my pen bleed, here we go again It's the life that we chose, the ice and the hoes, I suppose This time Christ felt when he rose (Aha) [Verse 1] How could you not be motivated while you staring at this big ass mural that Kim painted Hop a flight to Boston, tossing shots back, 30,000 feet in the air My head spinning, mind's safe, think I finally lost it (What?) My namе came with fame and endorsеments Fortunate fame, pain and torture, but I was fortunate Forced to get a job under the white man's rule Fuck that, Blac gave me a sack Now I'm my own boss Floss a lot like me 'cause a nigga was fly Duckin' Ray-Bans with mugs, the most vigorous times 17 riskin' fair time for nickels and dimes Rockin' 3XL shirts with ridiculous rhymes Prime example of a boy with determination to make it through global extermination My lyrics burn a nation of millions, to raise a child that takes a village of men And enough strength to hold back the killer within We all got it in us, no such thing as saints or sinners (What?) This is no country for hoe niggas who paper thinner (Not at all) Tellin' war stories that's so old we can't remember Simplify, my wrist code as late December Should I simplify? Nah, nigga, we never heard the devil's side of the stories So is this shit real or did the Christians lie? ([?] shit) Is your music really art or just some shit to buy? (Mwuah) I'm on my Jimi Hendrix nigga, I can kiss the sky Hidin' up the nap on the cloud, piss on the moon No smokin' inside the room, no liquor before noon Eatin' rappers like Poon with no spoon Soon you'll understand, when you see me at the AC3s Summer jams South by Southwest and the rest of the festivals Cuban links on my chest, charmes swingin' like testicles I go nuts, "Siri, please play Dilla Donuts" (Aha) I make you catch a bullet with your teeth, I think I'm showin' off (Grr) Die tryin' to rob us, rappers watchin' too much Snow on tha Bluff (Fuck outta here) They know we get gone when the going get tough, rough and rugged (No) Won't budge one bit, not for nothin' Never been a window shopper, bro, I'm coppin' somethin', topic of discussion (Diamond) My name ring bells, you might catch me in the Soviet Union rappin' in Russian Before the internet, we was all trappin' in public Raw crackin' the butters, Dior stackin' them hundreds, what the f— [Chorus] Devil want my soul and can't have it, tryin' to break habits Twelve million sold, eight platinum (Aha) Devil want my soul and can't take it Everything's forsaken, except me, my loyalty is sacred Go against the gods, you can't win, I was born innocent Let my pen bleed, here we go again It's the life that we chose (What?), the ice and the hoes, I suppose This time Christ felt when he rose (What?) Devil want my soul and can't have it, tryin' to break habits Twelve million sold, eight platinum Devil want my soul and can't take it Everything's forsaken, except me, my loyalty is sacred Go against the gods, you can't win, I was born innocent Let my pen bleed, here we go again (Here we go again) It's the life that we chose, the ice and the hoes, I suppose This time Christ felt when he rose (Death Threats) [Outro] Uh-huh-uh (Death Threats) What? What? (Death Threats) Uh-huh-uh (Death Threats) SadhuGold (Death Threats) Diamonds Dallas (Death Threats) Death Threats (Previously on Death Threats) "So, if I make it to the other end, I win If you catch [?] I'm top dog "Nah, yo, it ain't like that, look [?], man, in the game It get cared of quick The other day murder 'Less they some smart ass 'pponents"
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Credits
- Writers
- Mickey Diamond