Текст песни Pharcyde - Devil Music
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(Slim Kid3)The way that momma raised us was pure faithSo diablo wouldn`t faze us or daze usOr lay us down to sleepKnow the wolf from the sheepOr the sheep who cried wolfAnd threw the deadly hoofWhile the wolf was asleepI keep my mind a ghostFollow my heart the mostDon`t play fools too closeSleep with my eyes at postSo Diablo won`t be hostin the game of lifeThe knife sits by throats of the youngand blows death straight through the lungsas the mind gets washed by visions of sugar plumsBut we shall overcome cause we ain`t dumbbut we ain`t smart, they got the girls by the heartsAnd the niggaz by the nutsEar, tongue and buttsYeah, they`re trying to fuck us upbut, shit, you know what`s upWe gotta get with the movementand move men soonThey consume every womb who baresbeneath the stairs of their doomBest believe they`re gonna shove em in a tombChorus: repeat 4XCause Everytime I step to the microphoneI put my soul on 2" reelsThat I don`t even own(Bootie Brown)Early Saturday mornin I was cartoon gazinslowly broke into the kitchento fill a bowl with some Raisin Branas I ran up and down the TV stationsI witnessed Indian Joegetting tricked out of this nationby a silly hillbillywho laughed as the shit happenedEverything`s the samethe game continued into rappinDeception is at an all-time highYou give a piece of your soulto receive some crumbs from the pieBut you know I keep on rappin til the break of dawneven though it is my soul that I do not even ownChorus: repeat 4X(FatLip)I was po`, nlack and brokebeyond a shadow of a doubtAss-out, wide open waitin for my shit to come on outSpeakin about the time before I got signedI was coolin behind Coolio in the County LineMy big brother used to say I was an assholedidn`t graduate, couldn`t handle the hassleof high school, why foolwit` foolish rules and guidelinesfuck the cap and tasselssaid forget the trade and tried rhymesHooked up with J-Swift, got with 2-4-2me and my nigga L.A. Jay back at S.C.U.I grab the MIC one-timeCheck it, 1-2, we infreakin` major flavors with my fellow NubiansTakin shit to the next levelToo bad I sold my soul to the fuckin devil