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• Artiste: Killer Mike
• Titre: Don't Let The Devil
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The jewel runners, the product of many cruel summers And the description was fittin', they say it's two gunners Slap chickpeas out your cheek until you drool hummus Left the scene in Hellcat Scream 'cause we don't do Hondas But we do Benihanas, takin' your baby mama She hostage me in the Hummer, she kiss it to pay me homage She work it like I deserve it, she move like the perfect pervert They say Mississippi burnin', I'm sippin' syrup eatin' sherbet Watch the world go to Hell as I'm laughing sayin' "It's perfect" Catch me after Sunday service disturbin' the church's workers Tell the deacon we ain't speaking, need money, his prayers worthless I can tell through my alertness he's nervous about his purchase In the name of Jesus, the reefer, I serve a purpose My guy higher than the sky, as he fly over earth's surface Flyin' satellite height as I'm looking at earth's circus Keep your eyes on the prize and don't let the devil coerce you It's so hard Oh no, don't you let It's so hard Oh no, don't you let It's so Bad to meet me, A to K-er sprayin' the greedy You should've brought the Uzi, oopsie, I'm a doozie How you moving? One of two in, super groupin' Gorrilla glued up to the cash, couldn't lose it Good gracious, motherfuckers really not dangerous Any pussy that hate 'em simply facin' erasure Jaime for mayor, vote for the brain fileter Be a AR, spray the radar down invaders Fame destined, the piggy dissection connection Put necks in, grip and afflict tension, upper rope elbow to plexus No mid smoke, upper smoke, only the low would make an exception BrookLanta Lord bless us, snipers at the nexus Lifers come and check us, we next, still? Goddamn the game it ain't fair, thoughts and prayers Shut the fuck up put your hands in the air, Run The Jewels It's so hard Oh no, don't you let It's so hard Oh no, don't you let It's so Shut the fuck up Run The Jewels Don't let, let the devil coerce It's so hard Devil coerce Oh no, don't you let It's so hard And you killin' the devil, 'cause he winnin'