The Devil Is A Liar

Niggas get silly in Philly

It’s shooting time

Oblivious to the pain trapped in my mind

My well wishers tell me not to dim my shine

I pray for peace, asking for my shrine

I walk alone, yet I’m doing fine

Yelling at the Devil: "Nigga, the world is mine!"

I don’t see race: yes, I’m color blind

Stopped a civil war in the knick of time

I tread slowly trying to clear the grime

They assassinate my character, but I’m in my prime

Lights out, I do not need a witness

When option "A" is a bad decision

Fuck wrong with these hoe niggas

If y’all the plugs, then I’m in business!

Blacking out like I’m repressing blues

Game time, yelling "fuck the rules!"

I’m heading home, I just copped a cruise

The wounds have healed, but life’s the bruise

Suicidal when I lose my muse, so I sing along writing Looney Tunes

Sounds like you are going in circles

You are like a maze that I see right through

Should I go?

Where to go?

Life seems new

I’m living in rewind, like "where is the life that I knew?"

Umph

Feels like you are trapped in a whirlpool

Going with the current, ‘cause familiar "seems cool"

Here is your chance, take a stance, just do you

When you are content with yourself, there is no time to feel blue

Break free

Sail your soul like the Navy

Do away with "maybe;” stop feeling crazy

Undo the trance

Do your dance

Arrogance is confidence

Set off a domino effect, and do not take a second glance

Uncle Sam had me feeling like a tyrant

My visions are so vibrant

They are seeing red like a hybrid

So, I let them know that "this is my design; bitch"

I’m so versatile

Pull a rabbit out-of-a hat; call that nigga “8-Mile"

"What's up doc?"

It’s hunting season, and I am the only one around with the glock

Smoking weed on the block: Don told me in this world it is "The Haves and The Have Nots"

So my “Father” had to “slow” down time

He said “Isaiah, it’s time for you to get back to the grind”

The Devil tried to steal my shine

I told him “Call me Mr. Mime, because the world is mine.”

“Jynx; yeah pussy!”

I have been silent way too long; my emotions have me feeling mushy

I told that bitch “don’t push me!"

Now I’m sitting up State Road like "awe man, lookey lookey"

GOD told me I have been playing hooky

I took a little break, and now I am good with the Bookie

The Devil must have thought I was a rookie

I traded places with my King, because my Queen tried to book me

Now look at the jawn: sweating bullets, because she knows she ain’t nothing but a pawn

Snorlax used “Yawn”

Cocktail shot had a nigga out ‘til dawn

So, I told the Devil "be breezy"

Rhyming from the dome, and this game is too easy

The Devil burst into a ball of flames

Told my “Father” “help him out with some acid rain”

“Use ‘Rain Dance’ Squirtle”

MaChamp in his bag, just waiting to merk you

Told that boy “I will down to Earth you”

Smash on that ass, made the bitch the bitch break fast

“Thank GOD, free at last”

Motivated by the mistakes from my past

No shade Meek, “where’s Cassidy?”

Milly rock on that nigga, cause his girl got the gas

“Damn, Hey Nicki!”

Toddlers being killed on vacay to see Mickey

The Devil tried to give me a hickey

Told him to "catch up," and pushed off on my ten speed

Yeah, I’m cruising on a huffy

Paying people dust, and the smell is kind of musty

The wait is over- yeah, it must be

Thirsting for blood like my name is fucking Buffy

The "fighting Jew," but you are too focused on the hue of my complexion

Told these mother-fuckers “focus on the message!”

Yeah B, Charmon Jr. is a savage

I turned the other cheek, but I am through with bad habits

Yeah

There is no feeling like being free

Spread my wings; take flight; soaring high like Butterfree

I told the Devil “let me be,” so he kept trying my patience while Plankton set off "Plan Z"

Damn, where’s Sandy?

"Little Square Dude," but my name is not Kandi

So I hit the Devil with the plan "B"

This is what happened when you try to keep it in the family

At award shows like “y’all can keep the Grammies.”

Youngin’ to this shit, two-stepping in my jammies

Man, my old friends can’t stand me

Riding solo-dolo, because they could not understand "we"

“Wassup y’all”

Umuph

My “New Bae” said "I can do you proper"

I am not from the Chi, but he knows that I’m a rider

Game’s over; GOD’s the provider

Running to the Devil, thinking GOD can’t find you

Just be mindful of your time, bruh

Chasing demons like our shadows aren’t behind us!