DON'T LET THE DEVIL (Explicit)

DON'T LET THE DEVIL (Explicit) - Killer Mike/El-P/thankugoodsir

Lyrics by：Michael Render/Dion Wilson/Jaime Meline/Torbitt Schwartz/Harold Lilly/Willie Cooper/Marshall Boxley

Composed by：Michael Render/Dion Wilson/Jaime Meline/Torbitt Schwartz/Harold Lilly/Willie Cooper/Marshall Boxley

Produced by：NO I.D./El-P/Little Shalimar

It'n no love love love love

The jewel runners the product of many cruel Summers

And the description was fittin' they say it's two gunners

Slap chickpeas out your cheek until you drool hummus

Left the scene in Hellcat scream

'Cause we don't do Hondas

But we do Benihanas takin' your baby mama

She hostage me in the Hummer

She kiss it to pay me homage

She work it like I deserve it

She move like the perfect pervert

They say Mississippi burnin'

I'm sippin' syrup eatin' sherbet

Watch the world go to hell as

I'm laughin' sayin' it's perfect

Catch me after Sunday service disturbin'

The church's workers

Tell the deacon we ain't speakin' need

Money his prayers worthless

I can tell through my alertness

He's nervous about his purchase

Ayy in the name of Jesus the **

I serve a purpose

My guy higher than the sky as

He fly over earth's surface

Flyin' satellite height as

I'm looking at earth's circus

Keep your eyes on the prize and

Don't let the devil coerce you

Hard

Oh no don't you let

It's so hard

Oh no don't you let

We got

It's so

Bad to meet me A to K-er sprayin' the greedy

You should've brought the Uzi oopsie I'm a doozie

How you movin'

One of two in super groupin'

Gorilla glued up to the cash couldn't lose it

Good gracious ************* really not dangerous

Any p***y that hate 'em simply facin' erasure

Jaime for mayor vote for the brain fileter

Be an AR spray the radar down invaders

Fame destined the piggy dissection connection

Put necks in grip and afflict tension

Upper rope elbow to plexus

No mid smoke upper smoke only the low

Would make an exception

Brook Lanta Lord bless us snipers at the nexus

Lifers come and check us we next still

Goddamn the game it ain't fair thoughts and prayers

Shut the **** up put your hands in the air

It's so hard

Oh no don't you let

It's so hard

Oh no don't you let

I got

It's so

Shut the **** up

Run the Jewels

Don't let let the devil coerce

It's so hard

Devil coerce you

Oh no don't you let

It's so he killin' the devil 'cause he winnin'

Winnin' winnin'