Little Demon [Arca Remix]

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Joseph Junior Adenuga (born 19 September 1982), better known by his stage name Skepta, is an English rapper, MC, songwriter, record producer and recording artist with African roots from Nigeria. Adenuga began rapping while co-founding the independent grime collective Boy Better Know in 2006. His main style of music consists of grime while fused with British hip hop. Skepta released his debut studio album Greatest Hits in late 2007 independently, followed by Microphone Champion in 2009. The album produced the popular top 100 singles "Rolex Sweep" and "Sunglasses at Night". Skepta produced the majority of the album and was also released independently. more »

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Do we got-do we got a vision for my
Me, I'm fresh as Hendrix-
Do we got a vision for my
Do we got a-
Do we got a-do we got a-do we got a-do we got a
Do we got a vision for my-
Me, I'm fresh as Hendrix shit
Bleach my Linux shit
Hot boy, British shit
Do we got vision for my-do we got vision for my

Me, I'm fresh as Hendrix shit
Bleach my Linux shit
Hot boy, British shit
Top Boy, British shit
Found the wrong kid
Gotta calm, kid (Yeah)
From Congea to orange fever, my orange shit
Little demon on my shoulder, that's dependin' on my mind
Somebody pray for my opponents, got this vengeance on my mind
Is God workin' on it, do we got a vision for my life?
Do we got a vision for my life?
Do we got a vision for my young boy
Greed comes, not fond of your shit
Niggas just got some money and shit
Got a whole plate, can't stomach this shit
None of this shit, damn
Like I'm pourin' clip
If you turn up the mix
On my fantasy, that's fucked up, you can hear their screams
Little demon on my shoulder, that's dependin' on my mind
Somebody pray, I gotta pray, I got these visions in my mind
Attempted murder charges still attempted, tryna attempt, tryna attempt
Attempted murder charges still attempted, tryna kill
Cocaine, took several father figures out of mind
Attempted murder charges still attempted, tryna kill my guy
Ego not your migo, worst decisions made for sacred pride
Bliss, band them, fifty-fifty chance I let shit sli-

Fast was the line, had to tell her, "I could see for twenty mile"
How you know the price but not the code and denial?
Please show passports if your man is willing to smash
Bullets I require, for the ones you got in mind
Ask anybody here that I pretend like I can hear them

Yeah
Piece of paper in my mouth, let my demons out to play
Then I buried 'em in the dirt
'Cause it was standin' in my way
I wasn't welcome in the church
Someone that Jesus couldn't save
I'm the real livin' evil, I speak on the devil's name

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