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Devil on my shoulder
- Yo, I gotta itch I wanna scratch
- Seeing all these emcees with dope skills
- I wanna match,
- So im cookin up some potions to throw up in the mix
- My hope is they give me the powers to spit with one click.
- Cos my words of wisdom paint a perfect picture
- All these hard nights in this hard life
- Its what gets me through this mixture
- Its like the devils gotta grip and wont release me
- Its all good im down with that,
- I was born with a pissed off mind
- Satan, you shoulda noted facts,
- Devoted to rap
- Always walking around, spittin this and spittin that,
- I grew up around alot of money hungry people,
- All chasing the same dream
- Yo, we was equal.
- I made some bad decisions that I wont make again
- But I hate this factory work so im pickin up the pen,
- You wanna square off with me, Well go ahead,
- Just remember Ive learnt alot of since livin in the lions den.
- We coulda been friends we coulda been pals,
- Catch up 2 drinks later go to sleep Pow!
- Im using emphisis so youll remember this
- 'Chill out smoke, here quick toke this'
- Ahhhh....
- cheers for that I feel alot better,
- I like your shoes gimme them too and ya fuckin sweater.
- Oops its that bipolar kicking in,
- 'Nah its the devil, cmon, come and let me in'
- 'No not you again, please I dont wanna rob my friend',
- 'Shut up Smoke grab his wallet and his phone
- Cos guess what, I own you'
- These urges getting stronger and my mind cant take it any longer,
- Sitting on the fence between doing good and evil,
- Please god tell me wheres my upheaval!
- Show me the light cos I wanna go someplace else,
- where its bright and sunny
- Someplace I can blow alot of money.
- Thats why im tryna be an MC,
- a true master of ceremony
- Jump on stage introduce me as SmokeOne the One and only.
- If only, this slow success is torture,
- Worse then watching a season of law and order.
- The devils tryna guide me, got these angels tryna fight me
- What am I to do, tell me alll high and mighty?
- Im up late chillin in my nightie thinkin bout society,
- if I was a pie would they wanna slice of me.
- Get a real taste of pure evil,
- Make ya rush with a thrill
- A grimy side of life giving things up
- Ill show you what its like,
- quick jump on a bike Follow me,
- where heading down under watch out for the wallabys.
- Where going to a place where it all takes action,
- A state with a group called the Parkside Faction
- but watch your reactions,
- Whack rappers im taxing, aint ever relaxing.
- Find me on Carney Close boasting my rappings,
- Im just saying raise ya glass for a toast,
- Youve been a good audience ive been a dope host.
- Quick dig in I think me mums made roast,
- And to finish off with desert im certain someones getting hurt.
- Rock up to my house and your bound to dig dirt
- Im on the lurk, in parkside
- The devil kicks in now its the darkside.
- Ima mess built up with stress
- here Trife clean up this mess.
- *gun shot*
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