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Jeru the Damaja - Ain't the Devil Happy lyrics
Verse One: As devils search for the secrets to immortality I alter my physical chemistry Walk through the valley of the shadow of death I exist even when no things are left Vibrations transcend space and time Pure at heart because I deal with the mind That's why I compose these verses Audible worlds my thoughts are now universes Written on these pages is the ageless wisdom of the sages, ignorance is contagious So I hope you keep your focus There's no hocus-pocus, in the end, it's just us Devil got brother killin brother, it's insane Goin out like Abel and Cain Wisen up and use your brain There'll be no limit, to the things that you can gain In positivity, balance it with negativity Until then, ain't the devil happy Verse Two: I hate when the devil's happy, so I wear my hair hair nappy Knotty, won't go out like John Gotti He came from the caves to destroy everybody And we like fools destroy our own bodies Too many niggaz chillin, bad boys boom boom This leaves no room for the flowers to bloom Seeds blow in the wind, another drug killing What, are we accomplishing? Nothing What's, the matter? Why everytime I look around another brain gets splattered? Some pockets get fatter but it don't matter The devil's the only one who really gets fatter Lead ruptures flesh, spleens are shattered Dreams are shattered, another Queen without a King What will out children become without proper guidance? Probably nothing, so ain't the devil happy Verse Three: Niggaz are in a state of nothingness Hopelessness, lifelessness If you're in range I hope you hear this And try to change this, cause it's disatrous Who gets the most loot, who gets bust? Dollar bill y'all, is the god we trust THe days blow by like dust Even Men of Steel rust We're out here acting ridiculous When, only we can save us Mentally enslave us, for little or nothing kill our neighbors Animalistic, caniballistic, behavior Look to the sky for your savior He won't save ya, he didn't save your forefathers Why bother, brothers? You must discover The power of self, know thyself, or find thyself Hating thyself, killing thyself While he collects the wealth that you sit back and murder for Ain't the devil happy |
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