Sketch (Of KOTF) - The Devil Is A Lie lyrics

[Verse 1] Coming from the 909 Feeling like the city mine Plug your controller in n***a this is game time Nah this ain't the 64 Welcome to the gensis Homie wanna put in work tell me what the business is Wonder why your music weak I'll tell you what the problem is Songs full of bullsh** soul full of emptyness Wanna see the almighty tell em to come and witness this Germs all on the track tell whos as sick as this I know I got these n***as pissed How I walk around like the man with the iron fist 20,000 ton straight to your chest Homie said he up next nobody saw his name on the list Tell me what the hate about You always take the hater route Someone take these haters out Run this sh** without a doubt We was in the studio like all night You was at home sleeping on the couch Career going down south And I'll take you down under Nothing but supreme where we rain thunder When we on the mic you better take cover All about that peace but I spit murder Thought you was on the band wagon but your a** caught the back burner They don't really f** with you just another dick rider These n***as say I'm hot but n***a i've been fire Truth to the Inland Empire The devil is a lie you can ask the church choir [Chorus] The Devil is a lie You can believe that The Devil is a lie My grandma always told me the devil was a lie n***a [Verse 2] Everytime I'm on the track its like Click clack brains splat show me where your brains at So me where your minds at I'll show you where mines Exactly where the hood at Exactly where the crimes at You've been working hella hard i've been working times that Tell me what greatness is I can re define that Talk about d** and guns you know you ain't about that Tell these fronting n***a that they a**es need to fall back Homie said he got the ruler hit you with the yard stick These rappers cross dressers now I swear they lookin suspect Man someone check these n***as outfits Even with a blender me and that bullsh** will never mix Show me what you doing now tired of the past tense Step into the cypher man this sh** can get intense Can tell you losing confidence once this sh** commence Bloodline is royalty for now I'm just a young prince Feel like ya n***as should just quit Give me like a hundred shots Give me like a hundred blunts Leave me in the studio for like hundred months Dumpin real sh** in the litter box man we some cool cats My squad up in the building they like who that You said you got a couple goons we lookin around the room like where they at I swear these fake a** thugs getting on my nerves bout to send them home blue and black [Hook]