DEVIL IS A LIE

Heaven or hell boy freedom or jail boy A Nike duffle bag full of shit I could sell for The high or the low boy just me and my homeboys Babylon kill us so we made up our own laws I'm still just a lost soul stood at the cross roads Innocence lost loads tell by my demeanour Plenty misdemeanours on the way to find the meaning I can still hear the dead bodies there screaming You rather rest dead up or dead broke Would you rather red shirts or the red notes I'm a born fucking loser end quote I don't blow then I'm dyin' on the ends bro Does my father still love his firstborn son When's a child too young to hold a warm gun Cursed child from the gutter i was born one Would you rather never love or mourn one The young hold stab wounds the old hold The Bible We see them as our guidance they see us as their rivals Lookin at our lives were we cursed upon arrival Does God hate the youts that turned money to an idol Devil is a lie my childhood was satanic My daddy lost his mind and my mother didn't plan it 3 heads to one room Kings Avenue we was stranded The voices in my head tell me I need to leave the planet My baby probably hates me cah I'm cold and never thinking It's probably cos my Dad abused me whenever he'd drink it Please don't bell my line with some congratulations I only hear the sound of misery in adulation My imperfections chasing like the liqour I was tasting My death I pray it's hastened it's uneasy conversations I'm paranoid; I never know which demon that I'm facing Especially when they wear a smile all up on their faces The violence they consume cah they find it entertaining Put it down and move on the fuckery we remain in Lambeth gladiators pay the maddest wager Imagine going out and thinking they might stab you later I never was the hardest out The only things I ever killed my innocence The jakes were at my marj's house Look in my eyes you see the beast that you despise You can hate my truth but at least its not the lies Poverty and gang ties robbery and pack lines All in the damn day of a man's life Poverty and gang ties robbery and pack lines All in the damn day of a man's life Lambeth not LA We got akhis not eses