Devil's Dirt
Oh the Lord can't hear you
I am a sinner
I am a sinner
I am sorry Lord
I am sorry Lord
I want the blood
I want the blood
You have abandoned your child
Rappin's a must, I'm opposite of lavish and lush
Keep your mouth shut, only punks rat to the fuzz
Happy with drugs, so few I actually trust
I don't hurt girls I just like stabbing their guts
Venomous beast, law want me kept on a leash
Effortless speech, sending you consecutive treats
Death and disease, AIDS needles left in the streets
Addressing the grief with the brief lesson I teach
Marvelous flow, live mic starting the show
Sparking the dro from the home garden we grow
Laughing at kids, wack shit yappin' their lips
Get smacked like a bitch with the strap packed on your hip
Super supreme, fuck your chick's pooper and leave
Lubed her with cream, strange thangs, rude and obscene
Humor is key, clever and intelligent too
Developed and grew now I'm one hell of a dude
I'm the rhyme enthusiast by my side's where the groupie is
No one's doing this the way me and Louie is
Stupid kids stay making dubious claims
Fuck that shit, I'm staying true to the game
The rhyme enthusiast by my side's where the groupie is
No one's doing this the way me and Louie is
Stupid kids stay making dubious claims
Fuck that shit, I'm staying true to the game
The script's already written long before I appeared
The story was clear when born into my formative years
Picture in the stars showed it as they orbit the sphere
Sword and the spear signified the warrior's here
When the rhyme scorcher hit you leave you tortured and seared
No worry or fear, long as I got whores and a beer
You're misinforming your peers, not enormous or fierce
Act hard but have glass jars storing your tears
Rap sounds wack now, no conformity here
Soak it in and resonate, let it absorb in your ears
Guess I'm bummy got no honey money source or career
Think if abnormal's strange pretty sure that I'm weird
Hey don't worry I get less drunk the more that I steer
And I'm gonna floor it if you don't pour it and share
Course I'm impaired, heart's fuckin' morbid in there
On the devil's dirt and beneath the Lord in the air
I'm the rhyme enthusiast by my side's where the groupie is
No one's doing this the way me and Louie is
Stupid kids stay making dubious claims
Fuck that shit, I'm staying true to the game
I'm the rhyme enthusiast by my side's where the groupie is
No one's doing this the way me and Louie is
Stupid kids stay making dubious claims
Fuck that shit, I'm staying true to the game
I am a sinner
I am a sinner
I am sorry Lord
I am sorry Lord
I want the blood
I want the blood
You have abandoned your child
Rappin's a must, I'm opposite of lavish and lush
Keep your mouth shut, only punks rat to the fuzz
Happy with drugs, so few I actually trust
I don't hurt girls I just like stabbing their guts
Venomous beast, law want me kept on a leash
Effortless speech, sending you consecutive treats
Death and disease, AIDS needles left in the streets
Addressing the grief with the brief lesson I teach
Marvelous flow, live mic starting the show
Sparking the dro from the home garden we grow
Laughing at kids, wack shit yappin' their lips
Get smacked like a bitch with the strap packed on your hip
Super supreme, fuck your chick's pooper and leave
Lubed her with cream, strange thangs, rude and obscene
Humor is key, clever and intelligent too
Developed and grew now I'm one hell of a dude
I'm the rhyme enthusiast by my side's where the groupie is
No one's doing this the way me and Louie is
Stupid kids stay making dubious claims
Fuck that shit, I'm staying true to the game
The rhyme enthusiast by my side's where the groupie is
No one's doing this the way me and Louie is
Stupid kids stay making dubious claims
Fuck that shit, I'm staying true to the game
The script's already written long before I appeared
The story was clear when born into my formative years
Picture in the stars showed it as they orbit the sphere
Sword and the spear signified the warrior's here
When the rhyme scorcher hit you leave you tortured and seared
No worry or fear, long as I got whores and a beer
You're misinforming your peers, not enormous or fierce
Act hard but have glass jars storing your tears
Rap sounds wack now, no conformity here
Soak it in and resonate, let it absorb in your ears
Guess I'm bummy got no honey money source or career
Think if abnormal's strange pretty sure that I'm weird
Hey don't worry I get less drunk the more that I steer
And I'm gonna floor it if you don't pour it and share
Course I'm impaired, heart's fuckin' morbid in there
On the devil's dirt and beneath the Lord in the air
I'm the rhyme enthusiast by my side's where the groupie is
No one's doing this the way me and Louie is
Stupid kids stay making dubious claims
Fuck that shit, I'm staying true to the game
I'm the rhyme enthusiast by my side's where the groupie is
No one's doing this the way me and Louie is
Stupid kids stay making dubious claims
Fuck that shit, I'm staying true to the game
Credits
Writer(s): David Castle
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