Song parody of
No Smoke
by Lioness Of Yah
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Know the devil, he don't want no smoke with me
Holy Spirit filled, we sending fire to our enemies
Shots fired, he gon' feel this thang when I aim and squeeze
Turn it up a notch, and crush the head of the serpent seed
Sword and armor on my body, they can't touch on me
I'm from the tribe of the lion, know the prophecy
Covered in his secret place, we playin' hide, and seek
Say it one more 'gain ain't no weapon formed against me
Big L, rollin' with that big YAH
Devil try to send shots, but we beatin' down the block
Swear you not my kinfolk, yeah, you be too sinful
Move around like gimbals or we gon' crash like cymbals
Logos hidden in my heart, you know that he be ten toes
Never temporary, you know this is what we live for
Never shake a fold, cause the promise is what he died for
And they ain't got no room for repentin' so the case is closed (bang the gavel)
Know the devil, he don't want no smoke with me
Holy Spirit filled, we sendin' fire to our enemies
Shots fired, he gon' feel this thang when I aim and squeeze
Turn it up a notch, crush the head of the serpent seed
Know the devil, he don't want no smoke with me
Holy Spirit filled, we sendin' fire to our enemies
Shots fired, he gon' feel this thang when I aim and squeeze
Turn it up a notch, crush the head of the serpent seed
Know the devil, he don't want no smoke with me
Holy Spirit filled, we sending fire to our enemies
Shots fired, he gon' feel this thang when I aim and squeeze
Turn it up a notch, and crush the head of the serpent seed
Sword and armor on my body, they can't touch on me
I'm from the tribe of the lion, know the prophecy
Covered in his secret place, we playin' hide, and seek
Say it one more 'gain ain't no weapon formed against me
Big L, rollin' with that big YAH
Devil try to send shots, but we beatin' down the block
Swear you not my kinfolk, yeah, you be too sinful
Move around like gimbals or we gon' crash like cymbals
Logos hidden in my heart, you know that he be ten toes
Never temporary, you know this is what we live for
Never shake a fold, cause the promise is what he died for
And they ain't got no room for repentin' so the case is closed (bang the gavel)
Know the devil, he don't want no smoke with me
Holy Spirit filled, we sendin' fire to our enemies
Shots fired, he gon' feel this thang when I aim and squeeze
Turn it up a notch, crush the head of the serpent seed
Know the devil, he don't want no smoke with me
Holy Spirit filled, we sendin' fire to our enemies
Shots fired, he gon' feel this thang when I aim and squeeze
Turn it up a notch, crush the head of the serpent seed
