Devils Lurkin' (feat. Feeray)

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Chuck Mason

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Put on the full armor of God, keep that 'istol by yo side
Never know what's 'round the corner when the Devil's lurkin'
Gotta treat yo people right, need a angel by yo side
When them prayers come in light, cuz them devils lurkin'
Put on the full armor of God, keep that 'istol by yo side
Never know what's 'round the corner when the Devil's lurkin'
Gotta treat yo people right, need a angel by yo side
When them prayers come in light, cuz them devils lurkin'
When serpents come lurkin
They, bet not let a foot up in my circle
Bet not slide a foot up in my circle
Disloyal, fake, shifty - ain't
Never made its way up in my circle
So I always keep four squares inside my circle
And I never close my eyes
Or bow my head, cuz when I pray
Rather stand in front of a mirror
And stare at god inside his face
They thought I lied
When I forewarned about lions with tongues of snakes
I rap about these pyramids
Cuz black kings dying everyday
This they burial
Please don't make me bury you
Even the thought of threatening mine
Is cause for me to pyramid you
I come in peace, king. Peace king
Please don't make it rest in peace, king
I ain't talkin' chunkin' deuces,
When I say "they holdin' piece, king"
I ride for my niggas, die for my niggas
I ain't stupid
I know I'm better off alive for my niggas
Hold up, if you ever get the thought to try and play me
I'm sprinkling yo ashes in two pi radius, no lurkin
On my momma, out the gate nasty, I'm nothin' sirs
Let's not make it somethin' and make yo' family airbrush a shirt
Let's just keep it peaceful and save yo' pastor a sermon
I'm certain yo momma can't handle that stressful type of burden, it's curtains
I know haters think they can stop 'em
Feel entombed like Akhenaten
I been plottin'
Now my shit is just bombin' like I'm bin Laden
Catch me slidin for the FarEast
And you 'on't want no problems
Used to starch my pants with hard crease
But now we tote them irons
Straight jacket they looking crazy at me
Never seen a GOAT talk
Fix your face, 'fore I do it
My hook and jab like a Botox
Yo bitch is lookin' at me
She wet just like where the boats are
Marty Byrde is my name
I stash my kids in her Ozark (oh God)
Wack ass rappers please don't stand next to me
Had to cut lil pussy off, hysterectomy
Eat a dick til it's gluttony, y'all can't f*ck with me
And suddenly, envious ones act like they never covet me
Two Hail Marys to keep a devil off me
One chrome barrel to keep a jealous off me
Sage and prayers known to make a devil anxious
Test my patience, shit get dangerous, I send his soul with the angels
On God!
Put on the full armor of God, keep that 'istol by yo side
Never know what's 'round the corner when the Devil's lurkin'
Gotta treat yo people right, need a angel by yo side
When them prayers come in light, cuz them devils lurkin'
Put on the full armor of God, keep that 'istol by yo side
Never know what's 'round the corner when the Devil's lurkin'
Gotta treat yo people right, need a angel by yo side
When them prayers come in light, cuz them devils lurkin'
As I walk through the valley, checkin' my peripheral
The Devil's right beside me, if I make it, it's a miracle
What happens on Earth stays on Earth, ain't that the physical
But ask whose image I'm built in, cuz that's the spiritual
Now he's on my shoulder, tellin' me "be cynical"
An angel on the other side, sayin' "Who the billy goat?"
I'm like, I held it down for twenty years in this city so
When I say this the flow of the state, guess I'm a Seminole
I put a pause to what you sayin', like a semi-col'
Plus, I'm still linkin' with the G's like a Figaro
And I kept my patience, I ain't tryna pass clinicals
But best believe, I dodge all challengers, you don't hear me tho (y'all not Hemis nigga)
This is god body in a G.O.A.T.'s body and my flow pro'ly got you niggas runnin' out of luck
Ain't that the Colts, Ollie, I retired then I came back in the game as the coach, sorry
I control bodies, I'm puppeteer to these Muppets here, y'all are so Fozzie, I'm so godly
The Devil took his ass down to Georgia, then he came back
Just to find out that the god was livin' in Nap
Bet all his money on a dice game, but then he crapped
Best believe I took that dub, 'cause I'm bettin' all black - Westside!
Chuck told me to go King David's Rolex, that semi-colon turns to a period, grab a Cotex
It's gon' get grotesque, like David Koresh in Waco, Tex', so tell the Hoteps, I been a god
They just ignore the signs like a protest, the son of God, I asked my father if his name was Joseph
But wasn't no three wise men, there wasn't no gifts, just poverty and projects
And three wise guys that's at yo' doorstep, click clack
And your only job's to protect 'cause, I swear the Devil like Shang Tsung
Only seven survived and motherfucka you ain't one
Y'all seen me walk on water, motherfucka you can't run
They put my faith at stake and found out I was A-1
Know that I'm the chosen that's whenever my day come
God the Autobiog' I swear Chuck is my day one
What happens when you put a capital G with a mason
The Devil gotta deal with G.O.A.T. brothers, Feeray's done
And make sure all my "G"s capital, all of 'em, ain't nothin' lowercase about me nigga, God

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