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Devil on My Shoulder
Al'Tarba
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I walk into the gates with a question
Hell that is, smell that shit
It's like the city on a night filled with love betrayal
Dreams filled with the blood of angels
I speak no evil I just breath to intrigue your people
God, what could you have done to make your seize deceitful huh?
Then I saw the clouds shift in a lauch
Rip me off of my feet preceded how is this
We gather the drinks, splatter in ink
As if my pen is more mighty than a javelin
Sinking into abundance
Shattering kids, had 'em all thinking
New York to France
Feed me or else I'mma chew off your hands
Slay and I drag 'em like Rudolf in Prancer
True talk, Little Vic is the new boss to answer
Move off walking, like New York tarantulas
See the devil on my shoulder, no angels around
And even if they trap me into the corner they better let me down
So I'm calling on you lord, to keep me close to the ground
I made some mistakes but my trust in these snakes
Will never be found (never be found) huh yeah
I feel like Saint Michael foot on the head of the devil ain't my force
But he's pushing up so yeah I got a brain like you
We can work together my pressure is loosely
Neck on news when you let em get my movements
I say, one our father, two hail mary's
One bloody D, then I'm talking like hell hear me huh
I don't place any subliminal messages
With more criminals threating
With laws and moral abuse
Even worse 'bout to hang ignoring the news
Reaching forcely reinstate go in war with the truth huh
I know you wanna hear about cars, rims and bolts
Large cribs and stores, I'm shopping
But I'm not in the mood to battle with the top ten
So leave 'em to burn
Season return with an option
Little Vic Al'tarba
Caught by my last word on earth
I'm warning the turkey
See the devil on my shoulder, no angels around
And even if they trap me into the corner they better let me down
So I'm calling on you lord, to keep me close to the ground
I made some mistakes but my trust in these snakes will never be found
Sort by the mouth for mouth quick Vic
Fast draw to blast y'all like Edinbourgh
It's a last call
To get a power surgeon I wet teens like shower curtains
US dreams I set sceams no early burden
Who you testing? Cast we fellow version
Stretch team like dressing on your salad, squirting
Jack Nicolson packing the act stripping 'em
Of the skin we pouring down the back triggering sin
God forbid I get hit
I'm too confy and plus out new company trust
The clew under me crutch
Changing gears now I'm constantly grinding
Feeling like a young kid with a monster behind him shit
But all set and done, what I done said
You're facing a two brain piece stuck in one head
Aaaah let me hear, see the devil on my shoulder, no angels around
And even if they trap me into the corner they better let me down
So I'm calling on you lord, to keep me close to the ground
I made some mistakes but my trust in these snakes will never be found (never be found)
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