TheJonesMob - Robert Johnson Blues lyrics

INTRO Robert Johnson - Me and The Devil Blues Early this morning, When you knocked upon my door Early this morning, oooh, When you knocked upon my door I said Hello Satan, I believe it's time to go BRIDGE 1 [THEJONESMOB] I wanna spark a doobie in school So I can spark the idea that we don't wanna follow rules But I'm independent and the crowd will squish me beneath See I'm the only one trying so I'm seen as the least Now if the whole world came and said f** education No one would protest, It'd be the choice of the nation It's the amount of people who make the movements happen And for now it's me against the world, captain VERSE 1: [THEJONESMOB] Satan be tempting us But we feel as if we're tempting ourselves because we ain't seen the presence of hell I guess Satan is imagination It's self benefit that lead's us into damnation Tell me who would give a buck to an old fiend Who can't eat yet owns the money for a Rollie You selfish f**er now this old man won't eat But you rap bout ice on your wrist until you go cheap k** a man to save yourself, I speak for most humans I would, given I lived moment then I'd do it To break a life, rather than take it away Is a form of murder like the Eye's breaking of J Since these rich men murder, I must too If I my soul be unto Satan so I can live and truly party But I ain't trying to party I mean, why gain the world and lose your soul if you can't even choose the cost Watch a conspiracy video on youtube and y'all say “golly, guess the truth's beyond me” Your idea of New World Order is based off Immortal Technique and a youtube vid, stupid kids This a movement kids, and y'all need proof to stop me I could prove to Gotti, that J got the wrong theme Cause worshiping another human ain't great You can't pray for nothing but your own fate It's in your brain, these secret spirits don't exist No one's gone say zip if you don't believe this phony sh** Its paper tigers in your mind, stop your moaning kid Like homie, you don't know me but the whole world owe me, strip 8 No one listens to you, but they can see you speaking Hearing and listening are different, do you perceive me You've got a voice but it ain't that loud Me too, but I ain't that proud BRIDGE 2 [THEJONESMOB] I wanna spark a doobie at home So I can spark the idea that my parents don't own/ me But I'm independent and the crowd'll squish me beneath See I'm the only one trying so I'm seen as the least But if the children said I don't want a mom or dad The parent's would decide on the children they had It's the amount of people who make the movements happen And for now it's me against the world, captain VERSE 2 [THEJONESMOB] I thought these f**s were a racist group But now that black men represent them it's like they ate the truth Back in the day, sadly, a black voice ain't the truth Now their voice can rap and that's music so they take the news Over since the media is focused on the music and if music reps Illuminati then they got their way with you Who throws up the triangle when they watch the throne And say they ought to know who J reps if it's not his own Label, who's he repping, I can't watch it if I'm sitting on it I ain't even like this chair dog I'm just sh**ting on it 3:32 Now I'm living life with a promise Guess my soul is worth a whole f**ing lot if Satan's grip is on it Like dog you if really want us all to go to hell Just toss money to each of us then your plan be going well Like damn we overwhelmed, the western world so stressed I bet most would throw away religion just to own himself None of y'all are atheists, y'all are pagans Not the kind that worships witches and dragons You worship riches and wealth and b**hes and health And all of those who generally just live for themselves You are your own god, have you not noticed it? If not, tell me why are you living your life knowing it 3:55 Will one day crumble and be forgotten If you don't worship something your existence would be rotten And if you've got no gods then you've got no goals, 4:04 But you have goals, they're s**, money, and benefit, woah Those are your gods, no it's just what I like to do You like it cause you seek inner pleasure to enlighten you You believe in this mental presence of greatness As humans we know living bored ain't fit for man You need the s** and broads to make it real life And the d** and laughter to make it feel right BRIDGE 3 [THEJONESMOB] I wanna spark a doobie in jail So I can spark the idea that I don't like the bail I'm independent so the crowd will squish me beneath See I'm the only one trying so I'm seen as the least See if all the inmates admit they sposed to be there The bail wouldn't count, either way it don't seem fair It's the amount of people who make the movements happen And for now it's me against the world, captain VERSE 3 [THEJONESMOB] 4:45 Last night Robert Johnson came to me in a dream He said it's time to go Matt, you've been leaving a sweet Reason for us to take you: see you're scheming up schemes That make Satan look phony folks believe that he's weak I said Rob, look folks ain't ever worship Satan So don't act like they follow him, in fact this world hates him They love themselves and they love their money But they don't know that's Satan thinks it himself, ain't it funny 5:11 Look at these arrogant white folk who say that they're Christians Because they go to church once a week and feel above the system You're still worshiping money over your god Luke 16:13 your religion is a fraud That don't mean there ain't a heaven That just means if there is one you ain't choosing brethren who's sent in So who's to blame for making Illuminati a pop fad Not bad, cause now kids live in fear to talk bad Rob was like, “ nice speech and sh** 5:22 But you know nothing bout the devil you a feeble kid You are talking like you know sh** and even if You did you're still coming with me deeper kid” I said Rob, I know you're doing your job But you were just like me fore you turned that knob Let the devil the in your house, and revel about Til he took your soul and laughed and made you tremble and shout See I ain't letting no one in my brain until they break me You'd think it was a rape scene, sh** I'm not even eight teen Statutory sh**, but for now I'll keep my slate clean And make cream like a hypocrite with a fake dream BRIDGE 4 [THEJONESMOB] I wanna spark a doobie at church I can spark the idea that it ain't getting us hurt But I'm independent and the crowd will squish me beneath See I'm the only one trying so I'm seen as the least So if the whole congregation says that weed is for Jesus I'd spark a doobie in church, and wouldn't have to make reasons It's the amount of people who make the movements happen And for now it's me against the world, captain VERSE 4 [THEJONESMOB] Guess don't matter how we each wanna make a fortune Since what we hear is tied lies of fake distortion They hate overpopulation yet they hate abortion Bank's are forfeit so we got all these gangstas morphing 6:31 Into pop stars cause the game twisted out proportion I make the music, but to publish I hafta ask beforehand No man is favored less his pen works in his sword hand But in a war I prefer the sword, damn For six minutes I'm on a roll repeating The same facts over and over to you f**ers til you know the meaning It's the government talking - course there's no deceiving They paid me to make this, you don't know, oh believing 6:51 Lies it what ties into fear, making life demeaning Cause we're in fear yet you don't even know the key and The key is that you're living in fear of what you won't believe in Since you think it's fake, yet fear is real and normal even f** censorship we got wives of soldiers cheating On their husbands, and they don't even show the freedom That their husbands fighting for yet the war is more than beating Foreigners up, its taking them to court to see them 7:11 On trial to make them admit the whole war they breathe and Our governments do this and still we don't notice even This ain't a short lecture like a Gary Coleman meeting This is depressing rap – listen til your soul is fleeting Good on you if you listened this far It's just me and Robert Johnson while we sit in a bar And then the devil walks in and says never again Will a boy disrespect me with a limitless charge I said f** you Satan, and f** the all seeing Eye Really I said f** you to my creativity Because all this sh** is just imagination Fear of the unknown is what makes us [radio jamming/audio cut]