Devil

I spit visual internet extensive, been a threat
Destroy any rapper is it dinner yet
Ya'll bed bugs can't bite or get a better vision yet
Didn't finish college but I'm in a division of intellect
Mic handler, body part laminate
Like packed sandwiches left in the dark for days
The funk's that serious, period
That's why you create and I'm not hearing it
Rap supremacy district all day
If I sell out, I wouldn't need this ramen noodle gourmet
If I stay on the books as legitimate, that means
I can still deposit what I save
Land of the brave where addictions become trends
Victims become dead or doctors be stitching them
Break so called rhymers lyrical hymens
If you want it nigga, yo wassup then?

Make it hot, make it hot, make ya
Feel, like the Devil in here, make it
Hot, make it hot, make ya
Feel, like the Devil in here
When we here, when we here, ya make it
Feel like the Devil in here, It's
Hot, It's hot, ya make it
Feel like the Devil in here

Man handle muthafuckas till their energy empty
Damaging, the pseudo glock brandishing, scrambling
Ten speeds give the ebony plenty, hammering
Dismantling cameramen not answering what's the aperture
Ran'd over in the whip, tryna dodge the challenger
Canada Dry flow from the Niagra, fridgerator
Instigator gambler, rock flannel-er
That can outword and amateur's, wack rap sampler
Uncomparable parables paralleled in stereo
See the verbal arial dismantling these idiots
Interconnect threats through warnings
In other words, you'll be left next to carpet, you caused it
Lyrical general, can make you reverse the thought
That your not that pitiful, feeling you not
Demo disc discus, look what it landed in
Woulda listened to it if you just payed the money to master it

Make it hot, make it hot, make ya
Feel, like the Devil in here, make it
Hot, make it hot, make ya
Feel, like the Devil in here
When we here, when we here, ya make it
Feel like the Devil in here, It's
Hot, It's hot, ya make it
Feel like the Devil in here