Devil Music
(专辑: Labcabincalifornia - 1995)
[Slim Kid3] The
way that momma raised us was pure faith So diablo wouldn't faze us or daze us Or lay us down to sleep Know the
wolf from the
sheep Or the
sheep who cried wolf And threw the
deadly hoof While the
wolf was asleep I
keep my mind a
ghost Follow my heart the
most Don't play fools too close Sleep with my eyes at post So Diablo won't be hostin the
game of life The
knife sits by throats of the
young and blows death straight through the
lungs as the
mind gets washed by visions of sugar plums But we shall overcome cause we ain't dumb but we ain't smart, they got the
girls by the
hearts And the
niggaz by the
nuts Ear, tongue and butts Yeah, they're trying to fuck us up but, shit, you know what's up We gotta get with the
movement and move men soon They consume every womb who bares beneath the
stairs of their doom Best believe they're gonna shove em in a
tomb [Chorus: x4] Cause Everytime I
step to the
microphone I
put my soul on 2" reels That I
don't even own [Bootie Brown] Early Saturday mornin I
was cartoon gazin slowly broke into the
kitchen to fill a
bowl with some Raisin Bran as I
ran up and down the
TV stations I
witnessed Indian Joe getting tricked out of this nation by a
silly hillbilly who laughed as the
shit happened Everything's the
same the
game continued into rappin Deception is at an all-time high You give a
piece of your soul to receive some crumbs from the
pie But you know I
keep on rappin til the
break of dawn even though it is my soul that I
do not even own [Chorus: x4] [FatLip] I
was po', nlack and broke beyond a
shadow of a
doubt Ass-out, wide open waitin for my shit to come on out Speakin about the
time before I
got signed I
was coolin behind Coolio in the
County Line My big brother used to say I
was an asshole didn't graduate, couldn't handle the
hassle of high school, why fool wit' foolish rules and guidelines fuck the
cap and tassels said forget the
trade and tried rhymes Hooked up with J-Swift, got with 2-4-2 me and my nigga L.A. Jay back at S.C.U. I
grab the
MIC one-time Check it, 1-2, we in freaking major flavors with my fellow Nubians Takin shit to the
next level Too bad I
sold my soul to the
fuckin devil