Devil's Greed

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Don Péri

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Afflicted by my past, I can't seem to let to go
No it don't define me, but it's keeping a hold
Full nelson, arm-bar, and rear-naked choke
Life got me in submission treating me like a hoe
Feeling like a rookie
Up against Mike Tyson, Mayweather, Ali combined into one guy
It's a frightening sight
This match too uneven to even be called a fight (So my back's against the wall)
Demons in my heart and nobody to call (call)
Rap ease the pain, It help heal us all (all)
Some been through worse than me, but never did fall
Far from grace, found inner peace with urgency y'all
And that got me to thinkin' that my demons were soft
Thought can be belief
I believed what was taught (you know)
That your sins control your destiny
Boy I was wrong (yup)
If killers found salvation I can surely find god (facts)
Glitch in the matrix, I can see the facade
Give two fucks what you on
(Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up)
No more coke, no more weed, no more sesh
Just plain sober me, Don P in the flesh
No more simping, no more bummy friends, no regrets
No more broken promises I should've kept
Bum get a check, ten-fold disrespect
Stay composed in neglect, still gonna represent
That nerdy kid with no backbone in the west
Next up in a sec, (Fresh Up with the set)

Im consumed, by devil's greed
I exude, devil's greed
Let's resume
(Yah, yah, yah, yah)

Welcome to my congregation
Rap inauguration
Presidential way of making
Hooks and rhymes get fried like eggs and bacon
Skill is (skillets) dope, fasho, is what I'm sayin
No safe haven, O.J. the shade
Hate thrown my way no hesitation (facts)
Draggin' balls (Dragon Balls) in the game
Yo Boo gone take it (oooh)
Ain't spitting facts, I'm just super sayin' (Super Saiyan)
Demon's screamin' Don you're a menace
Gotta get it
Go to war with the kid
Boy sit, you don't want it with him
To be honest, it'll be a steep hill to climb
Best remind yourself why you should've been the semen in the condom
Bottom feeders want no problems
You don't need it I can promise
Imma beast of burden
Peace uncertain
Leave them squirming
If you seek the hurting
Next feat (feet) I release on a beat yet to be determined
Bet on me who's learning
To treat each defeat like I be allergic
Hater's working
Twenty-four seven to increase the chirpin'
Finna' sin on these birds, you gone' need a sermon
Satanic priest and need be cut to piece a virgin
Summon evil serpents (sssss')
Still cut the head off the snakes, you put feeble work in (facts)
(I) Hit 'em with the bust rhymes flow
Work it out like Tae Bo
I be ice cold
Crazy on these beats so phat, opposite of Lipo
F*ck the hype hoe
Pedal to the metal I'm nitro
On a track
"Pushin P" on the mic yo
No I ain't no "Gunna" (gunner), but I'm gonna shoot true for my life goals
Damn it now die slow!

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