The Pro Letarians - Speak of the Devil lyrics

[Verse 1] My grandmama said “Don't let the devil have my soul” Sister Kim told me I'm a child of the Lord Father forgive us We all sinners Pray so much we got bad knees like we all sinners Repeat offenders Professional repenters Was baptized in the spirit, had his soul replenished All my family is all preachers All my family is all deacons I asked the pastor for the answers that we all seeking The angel on my shoulder quit, I got all demons Jupiter, Jupiter, you out of orbit, child It's pop machines in ghetto schools, you out of order, child Lost boy, problem is I don't want to be found It's poison in my heart, tell me you can feel the pound It's poison in my heart, tell me you can feel the pound I pray to God I find a God before I hit the ground Now we all pray [Verse 2] Maybe I'm the product of having to many role models Nobody in my family drink, I need mo' bottles Too many exes was 8s, I need more models Just trying to ball around the world, Globetrotter I'm so awesome at being bad, it's kind of awkward Had good examples growing up, that was all was offered Had both parents My daddy had me at nineteen And raised me up and showed me how to do the right things But something in me got the urge to do my own thing And nine times out of ten that's the wrong thing Questioning my religion and all my upbringing Bout making moves now, I figure that's enough thinking They say it's all lies from the enemy But spiritually, I'm just not who I pretend to be And what I love to do hurts all the people I love But I'd be miserable if I choose to give it up Out of context, it sounds like I'm on d** My parents tested me, they thought that I was on d** I got my own d** They come in verses They come with chains They come with purses Let me momma tell me all these things come with curses She concerned for my soul, now we all nervous [Verse 3] Decisions, decisions, we all got decisions And all of mine either lead to drama or division That's a result of what we call poor decisions But how you live your life, I thought that should be your decision What's a man to gain the world, then lose his soul? A couple broads, a couple cars, the roof is gone A couple chains, I wear them all at the same time Disturb my soul and calm my spirit in the same rhyme I'm too real, I don't know which one to pick I'm leaning towards the one of the two that makes me rich And it hurts my momma's heart, and it makes me sick But I be in my own world where only Nate exists Have their mother say a prayer for him Set the oil on the alter, leave it there for him Young Jupiter, watch out for Lucifer Truth over trust and tell the truth, I don't know who to trust [Verse 4] Tears falling under my Ray Bans I ain't slept in a couple days, man Warnings from the converstaions with the congregation All these dark thoughts in my head I'm contemplating The quiet chords strike my core Don't be on the wrong side of a righteous war Ah! What did I even write this for? Was all good a week ago, but this ain't like before The preacher said it's all about what's gonna be here after The old man jumps up and says “yeah pastor!” Sister So and So throws her hands in the air And I just watch it all, feeling like I'm not there He reads the scriptures, aw yeah, the scriptures Something about Moses dipping form the Egyptians I ain't have a connection like the message encrypted Holy Spirit here, why I feel so distant? When I pray, why I feel no one listen? Why I ain't come up out of the water and feel different? Why? Why? Why you? Why I? While I drown in the living water