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High Society Collective
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They Say
That he's lost his light and his pure soul
That this dark world turned his heart cold
Is there a place that he can go?
Lord have mercy on his Soul
He hates Diamonds and Gold but he does love stones.
Plus I see him running after me, he claimed that the Devil help me create the Master's Piece.
It sounds like they want me to apologize
For getting off the boat and being colonized
Well my man Thank you for the favor
I'll Try loving this dude who hates being my neighbor
They wanna label me insane cause
They gave me a canvas but Im Sketching out the frame bruh
Well We should be building up a fellowship
Instead of building he tears it down so he can throw the bricks
I need to break out this container
An Idiot Box yeah
So watch me entertain ya
I heard they changed the manger to a hotel
So now the outcast have no place to go dwell
Well
They say the Devil in the Beat
They say in the Tone
They say the Devils in my rhymes
They say the Devils in my song
Yeah yeah they say the Devil's in it
They Say the Devil's in it
Yeah yeah they say the Devil's in it
They Say the Devil's in it
I hear the screams of people saying he's gotta be,
Illuminati or some secret society.
Possibly got demons inside of Him
Evil probably harvesting His Artistry
Possessed kept under and evil
Like he can only be kept under the steeple
'Cause in his eyes all I see is Satan
A Beast that's raging
Jesus Save Him
Man All of that is what I'm hearing but i don't say nada
I just hold up a mirror
So they can see their reflection with clarity
Tell me is that perfection or pharisee
Label me a misfit
Say i teach em wickedness
Cancel each other out
Thats common sense
Arithmetics
Too quick to assess me as Judas
Know the trees fruit is
Always where the proof is
Uh
I hear the Devil in the Beat, beat, beat
I hear the Devil in his Tone, tone
I hear the Devil's in his rhymes, rhymes, rhymes
I hear the Devil's in his songs
Uh uh uh I hear the Devil in 'em
Uh uh uh I hear the Devil in 'em
Uh uh uh I hear the Devil in 'em
Uh uh uh I hear the Devil in 'em
They Say
Under the night
The moon and the stars
Their watching His steps
He's traveled too far
Although he often falls
He continues to run
He seems to have strength
That is foreign to some
Under the night
The moon and the stars
Their watching His steps
He's traveled too far
Although he often falls
He continues to run
He seems to have strength
That is foreign to some
Inherited from His heritage
Apparent his
Arrogance is the bed he is nestled in
Covered by his lineage
Thoughts are just a narrative
Narrowed minded fear
Until they appear as heretics
Yeah he hates left field
He knows what right is he just hates how left feels
A casualty to normality's and change is unbearable
So he rather just settle to carry stones
This is a story of a sojourner who has founded embassy on foreign soil
The onlookers don't recognize his pedigree
So their natural response is xenophobia
He exhausted the weak due to the constant defense of his intentions
Never before has their ignorance lead to violence
But that was before
And this is a current situation
The nonsensical mob has encircled his home
And after hurling stones,
He says...
Uh
You Don't see them broken windows they threw me to the fire
Then they threw the brimstone
All of this cause I suck at playing limbo
Bending over backwards to people please them folks
When I was tip toe
All around they laws
You are not my judge or lawyer
Don't get me wrong I'm awful
Godly rebuke
That moves us forward
Agenda driven wisdom it often leads to slaughter
So I take my orders
From the one whose sovereign
Author of faith
The author of grace
Grace that sustains when the bulk of the talkers
Are saying I'm walking awe-ful
Awkward
I be planting seeds to them things growing pollen
In the garden all them
Either Eden or Olive
Or Madison Square
Allen in there
To make sure them things bring a harvest
You may see me as an artist
But I'm like hardly
My CD speaks of a gardener
And he's in need of a partner
With a squeegee full of water
To be increased from the father
So often
People play the dirty rotten lawyer
They accept the laws but think they need to augment
All of the laws into things that are partial
But if they make the laws then
What we need the Lord for?
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