Heavens Devils







And I see,

dark nights with no Batman

And I see,

Man sparked white in the bathroom

And I see,

Man wear mask like its fashion

In my dreams,

My dogs buying up mansions

And I see,

dark nights with no Batman

And I see,

Man wear mask like its fashion

In my dreams,

My dogs buying up mansions







Till then we chill in a block,

With a nice name, like something gardens,

Like there is a garden where there ain't

Technically there is,

Couple grow ups, means there's something for the kids,

To run up and take, get a cut of that cake.

Bit of that cream, so they can butter that bread.

Ain't gotta chat to a chick, you can fuck her instead.

HDC we keep it gutter to death.

While the small fry's spit tale, bout fish scale,

I gut em and sex

Round my neck, keep a couple of heads

Yes Yes P, dropped a little Lizzie on the beat,

To protect me from the meddling G's,

Wanna fuck me already, got a semi,

Already see the devil in me,

I don't think so,

Get ya nose kimbowed

Leave your kinfolk lost

In limbo, a lot of limbs blown off

A lot of things go off,

In the dead of the night,

In my head, when i write

bout seven to five

That's why I testify

But I will never ever snitch on grind.

Cos they holding onto that paper,

Like we're holding onto that vapour

Til the jury goes,

And we got the doe,

We'll be on this shit,

Like its all we know




And I see,

dark nights with no Batman

And I see,

Man sparked out in the bathroom

And I see,

Man wear mask like its fashion

In my dreams,

My dogs buying up mansions

And I see,

dark nights with no Batman

And I see,

Man wear mask like its fashion

In my dreams,

My dogs buying up mansions







That's why I like crow,

Still I'm livin in the twilight zone,

Still I'm sippin on the styrofoam,

Don't wanna feel fear in my mind no more,

Don't wanna hear them cry no more,

White girl spillin on the Lino floor,

We trapped like the Minotaur.

Fuck rap, spent my life on tour,

Ain't tryna fuck yats,

leave vaginas sore,

Just your sinus boy.

and just to find us boys

u'll have to go I deep where justice is a kind of toy,

And we play with them drugs,

Trust those judges don't play when its drugs,

Yet their playing with us.

Saying we're thugs.

As long as theirs rays from the sun,

We'll never get played for our funds.

Name ain't, acid shit it stays on the tongue,

In my heart, hatred for none.

But don't get it twisted, devil and creator is one,

I'm tryna level out the game for my son.

Lift my bredder out from making the crumbs,

Lift the metal up, aim it and dump

Blow a Z of the haze when I'm done,

Blow the head off these brey's lika a uh.