Текст песни Paris - The Devil Made Me Do It | Слова песни Paris - The Devil Made Me Do It | Тексты песен Paris

Артист:

The Devil Made Me Do It

Данные: текст песни / слова песни

Жанры : hip-hop political rap rap political hip hop

Видео: Paris - The Devil Made Me Do It

This is a warning another cut to move on
Another beat that`s so strong
Hold on and I get wicked in this song
Stirr up shit as the wit gets wisdom
P Dog comin` up I`m staying low
Pro black and it ain`t no joke
Comin` straight from the mod that broke shit last time
Now I`m back with a brand new sick rhyme
So black check time and tempo
Revolution ain`t never been simple
Following the path from Allah for know just
Build your brain and we`ll soon make progress
Paid your dues, don`t snooze or lose
That came with the masterplan that got you
So know who`s opposed to the dominant dark skin
Food for thought as a law for the brother man

P-Dog with a gift from heaven
Tempo 116.7
Keeps you locked in time with the program
When I get wild I pile on dope jams
They spit on your flag and government
Cause help the black was a concept never meant
Nigger please, foodstamps and free cheese
Can`t be the cure for a sick disease
Just the way the devil had planned it
Rape then pillage everyone on the planet
Then give `em fake gods at odds with Allah
Love thy enemy and all that hooplah
Hear close to the words I wrote
Crack, cocaine are genocide on black folks
Cool when I write mine, never coulda missed this
Damn right when you think seditious
And I move swiftly, you can`t get with me
The triple six moved quick but missed me
When I came off involved in conscience
So don`t ask why next time I start this

Now let`s get wild, allow me to freestyle
I build and fill your mind up with know-how
Common sense, a defense to next time
A pig tried to step to this, listen
Never let someone work on ya
They don`t belong `till they set you from
Ya can`t be intrigued by the leads a pig lead
Unless you don`t give a fuck to be free
Keep stompin` on, keep stompin`
Attitude but I ain`t from Compton
I can`t be fucked around or muffed around
I can`t be held down, check the sound
And keep in tuned on point on target
The revolution won`t be thwarted
A set back, cause my man it`s plain to see
Lost in a white surpremacy
So let the rhythm roll on while I kick this
Brothers gonna work it out, with a quickness
And now you know just why a panther went crazy
The devil made me...

Похожие исполнители: