[{"id":6950147,"name":"Devil","trackName":"Devil","artistName":"King Iso","albumName":"Autophobia","duration":398.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"The homie asked me why I ain't been to church lately\nI told him it's a thin line between pimping and preaching\nYou feel me?\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nWe'll rock on back the mode I'm yelling unto\nIf God was black, then the Devil was too\nWas my son at, I will not launch back to the odd one's axe\nI'm a rebel on move\nI watch some act in a hellish young mood\nAnd I've done that, but I'm telling the youth\nTo not jump out of it when everyone do\nAnd god what have we let it come to?\nThe textbooks that everyone use\nIs all full of lies like in every um school\nI'm talking 'bout the bible that societies will print about variety\nAnd hide and seek everyone's truth\nSo if it is what I believe, I hold the world inside of me\nIt's all like verbal sodomy, I said it was too\nAnd woke is what you try to be but Luci got you wide asleep\nAnd knows the bible wiser than you ever, huh fool\nNow everybody searching for ya true form\nSomething to worship and do more\nAnd what he did to you is true war\nWhite black yellow blue or, a red being with two horns\nGuard ya newborns, 'cause when ya lost in a huge storm\nAnd all you have is ya memory of enemies that you swore\nWere being true until you're gone\nImagine how it would feel to be revealed to you that you were wrong\nThe beloved ballad of Babylon\nWritten way before cuneiform, they raise you on no Amazon\nCould decode the text, we know what's next\nThose who pose a threat on the motherland we travel on\nI pray for wisdom lord, give me more\nAnd leave me not to temptation when Satan's in many forms\nHow many weapons can a nigga form?\nWhen he use everything against me, I said this when I sung\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nDon't blame it on the devil, blame your own\nYou don't wanna hear that hang the phone\nUp when I say you're in the danger zone\nCuz God and the devil play the game of thrones\nI would rather reign in my lane alone\nThan be the same just a famous clone\nIf you say the devil is a liar better change your tone\nCuz I spit fire and the flames have grown\nTell me this don't you think it's odd\nPeople kill eachother in the name of God\nIf you preach hate then they applaud\nSeems like the whole religion things a fraud, a heinous job\nMainly to maim and rob\nAnd try to tame like you train a dog\nNow how many claim the squad\nAll the strangers nod\nCuz they're down with the brain and mob\nWhat's the definition of a devilish deed?\nSellin salvation for a hell of a fee?\nIf I don't tithe I guess hell'll get me, no relevancy\nJust malevolent greed meant to benefit the\nPeople on top could the evil just stop\nGod settle this please, that's when I heard a voice say\n\"You already know this is pimp game elementary\"\nNot saying all church is bad and it's a worthless fad\nBut take a look under the surface lad\nSome people be the first to grab\nAt anything thinkin it'll save em when it is the worst to have\nYou gotta watch for the devil,\nPreying on the weak, those in need, and the ones who wanna be free\nIt could be anybody, gotta keep your 3rd eye open...\nIt could even be me\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nAnd if I fall from grace like I ate everything up off my plate\nAnd scraped it all, I forgot to pray\nWill Hell be where I'm off to blaze\nFor an eternity, cause if so religion, I'ma walk away\nI've seen awful ways\nIt all correlates with these wars\nAnd many die 'fore they mark appraised\nCould turn beast with some more to say\nLord I put down my cross today\nI woke up and I lost my faith, I mean\nHow would you feel\nWhen you grow up in church and you're certain it's too real\nWatch that family kick out like a few bills\nAnd the church done upgraded, done made about two mil\nAnd ya bro can't afford to eat two meals\nAnd they tell you to pray so you do still\nJust to find out that others want you killed\nWould rather take a blue cross than a blue shield\nThe Devil got me shooting my neighbor\nFor not sharing beliefs, I'm using my banger, producing my anger\nThe serpent that came in my yard is enjoying the fruits of my labors\nLooking at my lady like you cannot save her\nBut you'll be the heroin and who is my taker\nI don't wanna get used to my haters\nFinally produce all my wages\nWhat if God was one of us, I'll take that verse\nJust to ooh-wee, no I can't say that word\nI'll put love in the Universe and make that heard\nI'm just a vessel for the creator so take that curse\nYou all try to consume me with\nIf we're made in God's image, then label me a humanist\nAnd if rap is the way that I'm proving it\nThen why they all calling it the Devil's music then\nI'm like\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nI'm doomed for the grave so I bang my thesis\nYou fear for ya death so you pray to Jesus\nAmazing you wasted ya days away\nYa changed the date the same thing reings in pieces\nAll for change of things, but you can't pay leases\nI push through the streets in my fake Adidas\nWhat I'm brazin'\nBut you the same person that believes that\nThe snake talked to Eve in the Garden of Eden\nBelieve in BS of hope if you want but Hell is\nOnly created to people in society will come to fear it\nAnd every time I talk about religion, people get so offended\nSo I don't mention 'cause people don't wanna hear it\nHere in the spirits and I don't mean to burst your\nBubble but I never understood why he look like thee\nWhen in Revelations chapter one verse fourteen\nThat motherfucka said a blood look like me\nThe way that y'all portray him, I'ma need I.D\nIt's funny how you people all change ya faces\nBrain erases time but you stay sedated\nAnd I ain't never really seen amazing graces\nAnd I ain't ever really seen the change of pace it's\nFucked if you that I can't relate with\nStay and wasted days in a hotel naked\nLooking up into the heavens thinking why I'm hated\nAnother day, another let down trip\nHomie just lost his house and his kids\nThat's real some days I,\nLook up in the mirror and think, I don't really wanna live\nAnd with so many different types of religion and\nDifferent types of repentin', then how am I to even pick?\nI mean someone tell me, what it really is\n\nIt's a thin line between pimping and preaching...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Devil\n  artist: King Iso\n  album: Autophobia\n  duration_ms: 398000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  The homie asked me why I ain't been to church lately\n  I told him it's a thin line between pimping and preaching\n  You feel me?\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  We'll rock on back the mode I'm yelling unto\n  If God was black, then the Devil was too\n  Was my son at, I will not launch back to the odd one's axe\n  I'm a rebel on move\n  I watch some act in a hellish young mood\n  And I've done that, but I'm telling the youth\n  To not jump out of it when everyone do\n  And god what have we let it come to?\n  The textbooks that everyone use\n  Is all full of lies like in every um school\n  I'm talking 'bout the bible that societies will print about variety\n  And hide and seek everyone's truth\n  So if it is what I believe, I hold the world inside of me\n  It's all like verbal sodomy, I said it was too\n  And woke is what you try to be but Luci got you wide asleep\n  And knows the bible wiser than you ever, huh fool\n  Now everybody searching for ya true form\n  Something to worship and do more\n  And what he did to you is true war\n  White black yellow blue or, a red being with two horns\n  Guard ya newborns, 'cause when ya lost in a huge storm\n  And all you have is ya memory of enemies that you swore\n  Were being true until you're gone\n  Imagine how it would feel to be revealed to you that you were wrong\n  The beloved ballad of Babylon\n  Written way before cuneiform, they raise you on no Amazon\n  Could decode the text, we know what's next\n  Those who pose a threat on the motherland we travel on\n  I pray for wisdom lord, give me more\n  And leave me not to temptation when Satan's in many forms\n  How many weapons can a nigga form?\n  When he use everything against me, I said this when I sung\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  Don't blame it on the devil, blame your own\n  You don't wanna hear that hang the phone\n  Up when I say you're in the danger zone\n  Cuz God and the devil play the game of thrones\n  I would rather reign in my lane alone\n  Than be the same just a famous clone\n  If you say the devil is a liar better change your tone\n  Cuz I spit fire and the flames have grown\n  Tell me this don't you think it's odd\n  People kill eachother in the name of God\n  If you preach hate then they applaud\n  Seems like the whole religion things a fraud, a heinous job\n  Mainly to maim and rob\n  And try to tame like you train a dog\n  Now how many claim the squad\n  All the strangers nod\n  Cuz they're down with the brain and mob\n  What's the definition of a devilish deed?\n  Sellin salvation for a hell of a fee?\n  If I don't tithe I guess hell'll get me, no relevancy\n  Just malevolent greed meant to benefit the\n  People on top could the evil just stop\n  God settle this please, that's when I heard a voice say\n  \"You already know this is pimp game elementary\"\n  Not saying all church is bad and it's a worthless fad\n  But take a look under the surface lad\n  Some people be the first to grab\n  At anything thinkin it'll save em when it is the worst to have\n  You gotta watch for the devil,\n  Preying on the weak, those in need, and the ones who wanna be free\n  It could be anybody, gotta keep your 3rd eye open...\n  It could even be me\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  And if I fall from grace like I ate everything up off my plate\n  And scraped it all, I forgot to pray\n  Will Hell be where I'm off to blaze\n  For an eternity, cause if so religion, I'ma walk away\n  I've seen awful ways\n  It all correlates with these wars\n  And many die 'fore they mark appraised\n  Could turn beast with some more to say\n  Lord I put down my cross today\n  I woke up and I lost my faith, I mean\n  How would you feel\n  When you grow up in church and you're certain it's too real\n  Watch that family kick out like a few bills\n  And the church done upgraded, done made about two mil\n  And ya bro can't afford to eat two meals\n  And they tell you to pray so you do still\n  Just to find out that others want you killed\n  Would rather take a blue cross than a blue shield\n  The Devil got me shooting my neighbor\n  For not sharing beliefs, I'm using my banger, producing my anger\n  The serpent that came in my yard is enjoying the fruits of my labors\n  Looking at my lady like you cannot save her\n  But you'll be the heroin and who is my taker\n  I don't wanna get used to my haters\n  Finally produce all my wages\n  What if God was one of us, I'll take that verse\n  Just to ooh-wee, no I can't say that word\n  I'll put love in the Universe and make that heard\n  I'm just a vessel for the creator so take that curse\n  You all try to consume me with\n  If we're made in God's image, then label me a humanist\n  And if rap is the way that I'm proving it\n  Then why they all calling it the Devil's music then\n  I'm like\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  I'm doomed for the grave so I bang my thesis\n  You fear for ya death so you pray to Jesus\n  Amazing you wasted ya days away\n  Ya changed the date the same thing reings in pieces\n  All for change of things, but you can't pay leases\n  I push through the streets in my fake Adidas\n  What I'm brazin'\n  But you the same person that believes that\n  The snake talked to Eve in the Garden of Eden\n  Believe in BS of hope if you want but Hell is\n  Only created to people in society will come to fear it\n  And every time I talk about religion, people get so offended\n  So I don't mention 'cause people don't wanna hear it\n  Here in the spirits and I don't mean to burst your\n  Bubble but I never understood why he look like thee\n  When in Revelations chapter one verse fourteen\n  That motherfucka said a blood look like me\n  The way that y'all portray him, I'ma need I.D\n  It's funny how you people all change ya faces\n  Brain erases time but you stay sedated\n  And I ain't never really seen amazing graces\n  And I ain't ever really seen the change of pace it's\n  Fucked if you that I can't relate with\n  Stay and wasted days in a hotel naked\n  Looking up into the heavens thinking why I'm hated\n  Another day, another let down trip\n  Homie just lost his house and his kids\n  That's real some days I,\n  Look up in the mirror and think, I don't really wanna live\n  And with so many different types of religion and\n  Different types of repentin', then how am I to even pick?\n  I mean someone tell me, what it really is\n\n  It's a thin line between pimping and preaching...\n"},{"id":19251358,"name":"Devil","trackName":"Devil","artistName":"King Iso","albumName":"Features","duration":177.672,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"The homie asked me why I ain't been to church lately\nI told him it's a thin line between pimping and preaching\nYou feel me?\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nWe'll rock on back the mode I'm yelling unto\nIf God was black, then the Devil was too\nWas my son at, I will not launch back to the odd one's axe\nI'm a rebel on move\nI watch some act in a hellish young mood\nAnd I've done that, but I'm telling the youth\nTo not jump out of it when everyone do\nAnd god what have we let it come to?\nThe textbooks that everyone use\nIs all full of lies like in every um school\nI'm talking 'bout the bible that societies will print about variety\nAnd hide and seek everyone's truth\nSo if it is what I believe, I hold the world inside of me\nIt's all like verbal sodomy, I said it was too\nAnd woke is what you try to be but Luci got you wide asleep\nAnd knows the bible wiser than you ever, huh fool\nNow everybody searching for ya true form\nSomething to worship and do more\nAnd what he did to you is true war\nWhite black yellow blue or, a red being with two horns\nGuard ya newborns, 'cause when ya lost in a huge storm\nAnd all you have is ya memory of enemies that you swore\nWere being true until you're gone\nImagine how it would feel to be revealed to you that you were wrong\nThe beloved ballad of Babylon\nWritten way before cuneiform, they raise you on no Amazon\nCould decode the text, we know what's next\nThose who pose a threat on the motherland we travel on\nI pray for wisdom lord, give me more\nAnd leave me not to temptation when Satan's in many forms\nHow many weapons can a nigga form?\nWhen he use everything against me, I said this when I sung\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nDon't blame it on the devil, blame your own\nYou don't wanna hear that hang the phone\nUp when I say you're in the danger zone\nCuz God and the devil play the game of thrones\nI would rather reign in my lane alone\nThan be the same just a famous clone\nIf you say the devil is a liar better change your tone\nCuz I spit fire and the flames have grown\nTell me this don't you think it's odd\nPeople kill eachother in the name of God\nIf you preach hate then they applaud\nSeems like the whole religion things a fraud, a heinous job\nMainly to maim and rob\nAnd try to tame like you train a dog\nNow how many claim the squad\nAll the strangers nod\nCuz they're down with the brain and mob\nWhat's the definition of a devilish deed?\nSellin salvation for a hell of a fee?\nIf I don't tithe I guess hell'll get me, no relevancy\nJust malevolent greed meant to benefit the\nPeople on top could the evil just stop\nGod settle this please, that's when I heard a voice say\n\"You already know this is pimp game elementary\"\nNot saying all church is bad and it's a worthless fad\nBut take a look under the surface lad\nSome people be the first to grab\nAt anything thinkin it'll save em when it is the worst to have\nYou gotta watch for the devil,\nPreying on the weak, those in need, and the ones who wanna be free\nIt could be anybody, gotta keep your 3rd eye open...\nIt could even be me\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nAnd if I fall from grace like I ate everything up off my plate\nAnd scraped it all, I forgot to pray\nWill Hell be where I'm off to blaze\nFor an eternity, cause if so religion, I'ma walk away\nI've seen awful ways\nIt all correlates with these wars\nAnd many die 'fore they mark appraised\nCould turn beast with some more to say\nLord I put down my cross today\nI woke up and I lost my faith, I mean\nHow would you feel\nWhen you grow up in church and you're certain it's too real\nWatch that family kick out like a few bills\nAnd the church done upgraded, done made about two mil\nAnd ya bro can't afford to eat two meals\nAnd they tell you to pray so you do still\nJust to find out that others want you killed\nWould rather take a blue cross than a blue shield\nThe Devil got me shooting my neighbor\nFor not sharing beliefs, I'm using my banger, producing my anger\nThe serpent that came in my yard is enjoying the fruits of my labors\nLooking at my lady like you cannot save her\nBut you'll be the heroin and who is my taker\nI don't wanna get used to my haters\nFinally produce all my wages\nWhat if God was one of us, I'll take that verse\nJust to ooh-wee, no I can't say that word\nI'll put love in the Universe and make that heard\nI'm just a vessel for the creator so take that curse\nYou all try to consume me with\nIf we're made in God's image, then label me a humanist\nAnd if rap is the way that I'm proving it\nThen why they all calling it the Devil's music then\nI'm like\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nI'm doomed for the grave so I bang my thesis\nYou fear for ya death so you pray to Jesus\nAmazing you wasted ya days away\nYa changed the date the same thing reings in pieces\nAll for change of things, but you can't pay leases\nI push through the streets in my fake Adidas\nWhat I'm brazin'\nBut you the same person that believes that\nThe snake talked to Eve in the Garden of Eden\nBelieve in BS of hope if you want but Hell is\nOnly created to people in society will come to fear it\nAnd every time I talk about religion, people get so offended\nSo I don't mention 'cause people don't wanna hear it\nHere in the spirits and I don't mean to burst your\nBubble but I never understood why he look like thee\nWhen in Revelations chapter one verse fourteen\nThat motherfucka said a blood look like me\nThe way that y'all portray him, I'ma need I.D\nIt's funny how you people all change ya faces\nBrain erases time but you stay sedated\nAnd I ain't never really seen amazing graces\nAnd I ain't ever really seen the change of pace it's\nFucked if you that I can't relate with\nStay and wasted days in a hotel naked\nLooking up into the heavens thinking why I'm hated\nAnother day, another let down trip\nHomie just lost his house and his kids\nThat's real some days I,\nLook up in the mirror and think, I don't really wanna live\nAnd with so many different types of religion and\nDifferent types of repentin', then how am I to even pick?\nI mean someone tell me, what it really is\n\nIt's a thin line between pimping and preaching...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Devil\n  artist: King Iso\n  album: Features\n  duration_ms: 177672\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  The homie asked me why I ain't been to church lately\n  I told him it's a thin line between pimping and preaching\n  You feel me?\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  We'll rock on back the mode I'm yelling unto\n  If God was black, then the Devil was too\n  Was my son at, I will not launch back to the odd one's axe\n  I'm a rebel on move\n  I watch some act in a hellish young mood\n  And I've done that, but I'm telling the youth\n  To not jump out of it when everyone do\n  And god what have we let it come to?\n  The textbooks that everyone use\n  Is all full of lies like in every um school\n  I'm talking 'bout the bible that societies will print about variety\n  And hide and seek everyone's truth\n  So if it is what I believe, I hold the world inside of me\n  It's all like verbal sodomy, I said it was too\n  And woke is what you try to be but Luci got you wide asleep\n  And knows the bible wiser than you ever, huh fool\n  Now everybody searching for ya true form\n  Something to worship and do more\n  And what he did to you is true war\n  White black yellow blue or, a red being with two horns\n  Guard ya newborns, 'cause when ya lost in a huge storm\n  And all you have is ya memory of enemies that you swore\n  Were being true until you're gone\n  Imagine how it would feel to be revealed to you that you were wrong\n  The beloved ballad of Babylon\n  Written way before cuneiform, they raise you on no Amazon\n  Could decode the text, we know what's next\n  Those who pose a threat on the motherland we travel on\n  I pray for wisdom lord, give me more\n  And leave me not to temptation when Satan's in many forms\n  How many weapons can a nigga form?\n  When he use everything against me, I said this when I sung\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  Don't blame it on the devil, blame your own\n  You don't wanna hear that hang the phone\n  Up when I say you're in the danger zone\n  Cuz God and the devil play the game of thrones\n  I would rather reign in my lane alone\n  Than be the same just a famous clone\n  If you say the devil is a liar better change your tone\n  Cuz I spit fire and the flames have grown\n  Tell me this don't you think it's odd\n  People kill eachother in the name of God\n  If you preach hate then they applaud\n  Seems like the whole religion things a fraud, a heinous job\n  Mainly to maim and rob\n  And try to tame like you train a dog\n  Now how many claim the squad\n  All the strangers nod\n  Cuz they're down with the brain and mob\n  What's the definition of a devilish deed?\n  Sellin salvation for a hell of a fee?\n  If I don't tithe I guess hell'll get me, no relevancy\n  Just malevolent greed meant to benefit the\n  People on top could the evil just stop\n  God settle this please, that's when I heard a voice say\n  \"You already know this is pimp game elementary\"\n  Not saying all church is bad and it's a worthless fad\n  But take a look under the surface lad\n  Some people be the first to grab\n  At anything thinkin it'll save em when it is the worst to have\n  You gotta watch for the devil,\n  Preying on the weak, those in need, and the ones who wanna be free\n  It could be anybody, gotta keep your 3rd eye open...\n  It could even be me\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  And if I fall from grace like I ate everything up off my plate\n  And scraped it all, I forgot to pray\n  Will Hell be where I'm off to blaze\n  For an eternity, cause if so religion, I'ma walk away\n  I've seen awful ways\n  It all correlates with these wars\n  And many die 'fore they mark appraised\n  Could turn beast with some more to say\n  Lord I put down my cross today\n  I woke up and I lost my faith, I mean\n  How would you feel\n  When you grow up in church and you're certain it's too real\n  Watch that family kick out like a few bills\n  And the church done upgraded, done made about two mil\n  And ya bro can't afford to eat two meals\n  And they tell you to pray so you do still\n  Just to find out that others want you killed\n  Would rather take a blue cross than a blue shield\n  The Devil got me shooting my neighbor\n  For not sharing beliefs, I'm using my banger, producing my anger\n  The serpent that came in my yard is enjoying the fruits of my labors\n  Looking at my lady like you cannot save her\n  But you'll be the heroin and who is my taker\n  I don't wanna get used to my haters\n  Finally produce all my wages\n  What if God was one of us, I'll take that verse\n  Just to ooh-wee, no I can't say that word\n  I'll put love in the Universe and make that heard\n  I'm just a vessel for the creator so take that curse\n  You all try to consume me with\n  If we're made in God's image, then label me a humanist\n  And if rap is the way that I'm proving it\n  Then why they all calling it the Devil's music then\n  I'm like\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  I'm doomed for the grave so I bang my thesis\n  You fear for ya death so you pray to Jesus\n  Amazing you wasted ya days away\n  Ya changed the date the same thing reings in pieces\n  All for change of things, but you can't pay leases\n  I push through the streets in my fake Adidas\n  What I'm brazin'\n  But you the same person that believes that\n  The snake talked to Eve in the Garden of Eden\n  Believe in BS of hope if you want but Hell is\n  Only created to people in society will come to fear it\n  And every time I talk about religion, people get so offended\n  So I don't mention 'cause people don't wanna hear it\n  Here in the spirits and I don't mean to burst your\n  Bubble but I never understood why he look like thee\n  When in Revelations chapter one verse fourteen\n  That motherfucka said a blood look like me\n  The way that y'all portray him, I'ma need I.D\n  It's funny how you people all change ya faces\n  Brain erases time but you stay sedated\n  And I ain't never really seen amazing graces\n  And I ain't ever really seen the change of pace it's\n  Fucked if you that I can't relate with\n  Stay and wasted days in a hotel naked\n  Looking up into the heavens thinking why I'm hated\n  Another day, another let down trip\n  Homie just lost his house and his kids\n  That's real some days I,\n  Look up in the mirror and think, I don't really wanna live\n  And with so many different types of religion and\n  Different types of repentin', then how am I to even pick?\n  I mean someone tell me, what it really is\n\n  It's a thin line between pimping and preaching...\n"},{"id":14078506,"name":"Devil (feat. C-Mob & Twisted Insane)","trackName":"Devil (feat. 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and seek everyone's truth\nSo if it is what I believe, I hold the world inside of me\nIt's all like verbal sodomy, I said it was too\nAnd woke is what you try to be but Luci got you wide asleep\nAnd knows the bible wiser than you ever, huh fool\nNow everybody searching for ya true form\nSomething to worship and do more\nAnd what he did to you is true war\nWhite black yellow blue or, a red being with two horns\nGuard ya newborns, 'cause when ya lost in a huge storm\nAnd all you have is ya memory of enemies that you swore\nWere being true until you're gone\nImagine how it would feel to be revealed to you that you were wrong\nThe beloved ballad of Babylon\nWritten way before cuneiform, they raise you on no Amazon\nCould decode the text, we know what's next\nThose who pose a threat on the motherland we travel on\nI pray for wisdom lord, give me more\nAnd leave me not to temptation when Satan's in many forms\nHow many weapons can a nigga form?\nWhen he use everything against me, I said this when I sung\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nDon't blame it on the devil, blame your own\nYou don't wanna hear that hang the phone\nUp when I say you're in the danger zone\nCuz God and the devil play the game of thrones\nI would rather reign in my lane alone\nThan be the same just a famous clone\nIf you say the devil is a liar better change your tone\nCuz I spit fire and the flames have grown\nTell me this don't you think it's odd\nPeople kill eachother in the name of God\nIf you preach hate then they applaud\nSeems like the whole religion things a fraud, a heinous job\nMainly to maim and rob\nAnd try to tame like you train a dog\nNow how many claim the squad\nAll the strangers nod\nCuz they're down with the brain and mob\nWhat's the definition of a devilish deed?\nSellin salvation for a hell of a fee?\nIf I don't tithe I guess hell'll get me, no relevancy\nJust malevolent greed meant to benefit the\nPeople on top could the evil just stop\nGod settle this please, that's when I heard a voice say\n\"You already know this is pimp game elementary\"\nNot saying all church is bad and it's a worthless fad\nBut take a look under the surface lad\nSome people be the first to grab\nAt anything thinkin it'll save em when it is the worst to have\nYou gotta watch for the devil,\npreying on the weak, those in need, and the ones who wanna be free\nIt could be anybody, gotta keep your 3rd eye open...\nIt could even be me\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nAnd if I fall from grace like I ate everything up off my plate\nAnd scraped it all, I forgot to pray\nWill Hell be where I'm off to blaze\nFor an eternity, cause if so religion, I'ma walk away\nI've seen awful ways\nIt all correlates with these wars\nand many die 'fore they mark appraised\nCould turn beast with some more to say\nLord I put down my cross today\nI woke up and I lost my faith, I mean\nHow would you feel\nWhen you grow up in church and you're certain it's too real\nWatch that family kick out like a few bills\nAnd the church done upgraded, done made about two mil\nAnd ya bro can't afford to eat two meals\nAnd they tell you to pray so you do still\nJust to find out that others want you killed\nWould rather take a blue cross than a blue shield\nThe Devil got me shooting my neighbor\nFor not sharing beliefs, I'm using my banger, producing my anger\nThe serpent that came in my yard is enjoying the fruits of my labors\nLooking at my lady like you cannot save her\nBut you'll be the heroin and who is my taker\nI don't wanna get used to my haters\nFinally produce all my wages\nWhat if God was one of us, I'll take that verse\nJust to ooh-wee, no I can't say that word\nI'll put love in the Universe and make that heard\nI'm just a vessel for the creator so take that curse\nYou all try to consume me with\nIf we're made in God's image, then label me a humanist\nAnd if rap is the way that I'm proving it\nThen why they all calling it the Devil's music then\nI'm like\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nI'm doomed for the grave so I bang my thesis\nYou fear for ya death so you pray to Jesus\nAmazing you wasted ya days away\nYa changed the date the same thing reings in pieces\nAll for change of things, but you can't pay leases\nI push through the streets in my fake Adidas\nWhat I'm brazin'\nBut you the same person that believes that\nthe snake talked to Eve in the Garden of Eden\nBelieve in BS of hope if you want but Hell is\nonly created to people in society will come to fear it\nAnd every time I talk about religion, people get so offended\nSo I don't mention 'cause people don't wanna hear it\nHere in the spirits and I don't mean to burst your\nbubble but I never understood why he look like thee\nWhen in Revelations chapter one verse fourteen\nThat motherfucka said a blood look like me\nThe way that y'all portray him, I'ma need I.D\nIt's funny how you people all change ya faces\nBrain erases time but you stay sedated\nAnd I ain't never really seen amazing graces\nAnd I ain't ever really seen the change of pace it's\nFucked if you that I can't relate with\nStay and wasted days in a hotel naked\nLooking up into the heavens thinking why I'm hated\nAnother day, another let down trip\nHomie just lost his house and his kids\nThat's real some days I,\nlook up in the mirror and think, I don't really wanna live\nAnd with so many different types of religion and\ndifferent types of repentin', then how am I to even pick?\nI mean someone tell me, what it really is\n\nIt's a thin line between pimping and preaching...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Devil (feat. C-Mob & Twisted Insane)\n  artist: King Iso\n  album: Autophobia\n  duration_ms: 399360\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  The homie asked me why I ain't been to church lately\n  I told him it's a thin line between pimping and preaching\n  You feel me?\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  We'll rock on back the mode I'm yelling unto\n  If God was black, then the Devil was too\n  Was my son at, I will not launch back to the odd one's axe\n  I'm a rebel on move\n  I watch some act in a hellish young mood\n  And I've done that, but I'm telling the youth\n  To not jump out of it when everyone do\n  And god what have we let it come to?\n  The textbooks that everyone use\n  Is all full of lies like in every um school\n  I'm talking 'bout the bible that societies will print about variety\n  And hide and seek everyone's truth\n  So if it is what I believe, I hold the world inside of me\n  It's all like verbal sodomy, I said it was too\n  And woke is what you try to be but Luci got you wide asleep\n  And knows the bible wiser than you ever, huh fool\n  Now everybody searching for ya true form\n  Something to worship and do more\n  And what he did to you is true war\n  White black yellow blue or, a red being with two horns\n  Guard ya newborns, 'cause when ya lost in a huge storm\n  And all you have is ya memory of enemies that you swore\n  Were being true until you're gone\n  Imagine how it would feel to be revealed to you that you were wrong\n  The beloved ballad of Babylon\n  Written way before cuneiform, they raise you on no Amazon\n  Could decode the text, we know what's next\n  Those who pose a threat on the motherland we travel on\n  I pray for wisdom lord, give me more\n  And leave me not to temptation when Satan's in many forms\n  How many weapons can a nigga form?\n  When he use everything against me, I said this when I sung\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  Don't blame it on the devil, blame your own\n  You don't wanna hear that hang the phone\n  Up when I say you're in the danger zone\n  Cuz God and the devil play the game of thrones\n  I would rather reign in my lane alone\n  Than be the same just a famous clone\n  If you say the devil is a liar better change your tone\n  Cuz I spit fire and the flames have grown\n  Tell me this don't you think it's odd\n  People kill eachother in the name of God\n  If you preach hate then they applaud\n  Seems like the whole religion things a fraud, a heinous job\n  Mainly to maim and rob\n  And try to tame like you train a dog\n  Now how many claim the squad\n  All the strangers nod\n  Cuz they're down with the brain and mob\n  What's the definition of a devilish deed?\n  Sellin salvation for a hell of a fee?\n  If I don't tithe I guess hell'll get me, no relevancy\n  Just malevolent greed meant to benefit the\n  People on top could the evil just stop\n  God settle this please, that's when I heard a voice say\n  \"You already know this is pimp game elementary\"\n  Not saying all church is bad and it's a worthless fad\n  But take a look under the surface lad\n  Some people be the first to grab\n  At anything thinkin it'll save em when it is the worst to have\n  You gotta watch for the devil,\n  preying on the weak, those in need, and the ones who wanna be free\n  It could be anybody, gotta keep your 3rd eye open...\n  It could even be me\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  And if I fall from grace like I ate everything up off my plate\n  And scraped it all, I forgot to pray\n  Will Hell be where I'm off to blaze\n  For an eternity, cause if so religion, I'ma walk away\n  I've seen awful ways\n  It all correlates with these wars\n  and many die 'fore they mark appraised\n  Could turn beast with some more to say\n  Lord I put down my cross today\n  I woke up and I lost my faith, I mean\n  How would you feel\n  When you grow up in church and you're certain it's too real\n  Watch that family kick out like a few bills\n  And the church done upgraded, done made about two mil\n  And ya bro can't afford to eat two meals\n  And they tell you to pray so you do still\n  Just to find out that others want you killed\n  Would rather take a blue cross than a blue shield\n  The Devil got me shooting my neighbor\n  For not sharing beliefs, I'm using my banger, producing my anger\n  The serpent that came in my yard is enjoying the fruits of my labors\n  Looking at my lady like you cannot save her\n  But you'll be the heroin and who is my taker\n  I don't wanna get used to my haters\n  Finally produce all my wages\n  What if God was one of us, I'll take that verse\n  Just to ooh-wee, no I can't say that word\n  I'll put love in the Universe and make that heard\n  I'm just a vessel for the creator so take that curse\n  You all try to consume me with\n  If we're made in God's image, then label me a humanist\n  And if rap is the way that I'm proving it\n  Then why they all calling it the Devil's music then\n  I'm like\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  I'm doomed for the grave so I bang my thesis\n  You fear for ya death so you pray to Jesus\n  Amazing you wasted ya days away\n  Ya changed the date the same thing reings in pieces\n  All for change of things, but you can't pay leases\n  I push through the streets in my fake Adidas\n  What I'm brazin'\n  But you the same person that believes that\n  the snake talked to Eve in the Garden of Eden\n  Believe in BS of hope if you want but Hell is\n  only created to people in society will come to fear it\n  And every time I talk about religion, people get so offended\n  So I don't mention 'cause people don't wanna hear it\n  Here in the spirits and I don't mean to burst your\n  bubble but I never understood why he look like thee\n  When in Revelations chapter one verse fourteen\n  That motherfucka said a blood look like me\n  The way that y'all portray him, I'ma need I.D\n  It's funny how you people all change ya faces\n  Brain erases time but you stay sedated\n  And I ain't never really seen amazing graces\n  And I ain't ever really seen the change of pace it's\n  Fucked if you that I can't relate with\n  Stay and wasted days in a hotel naked\n  Looking up into the heavens thinking why I'm hated\n  Another day, another let down trip\n  Homie just lost his house and his kids\n  That's real some days I,\n  look up in the mirror and think, I don't really wanna live\n  And with so many different types of religion and\n  different types of repentin', then how am I to even pick?\n  I mean someone tell me, what it really is\n\n  It's a thin line between pimping and preaching...\n"},{"id":13084167,"name":"Devil ft. C Mob & Twisted Insane","trackName":"Devil ft. C Mob & Twisted Insane","artistName":"King Iso","albumName":"Autophobia","duration":398.210612,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"The homie asked me why I ain't been to church lately\nI told him it's a thin line between pimping and preaching\nYou feel me?\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nWe'll rock on back the mode I'm yelling unto\nIf God was black, then the Devil was too\nWas my son at, I will not launch back to the odd one's axe\nI'm a rebel on move\nI watch some act in a hellish young mood\nAnd I've done that, but I'm telling the youth\nTo not jump out of it when everyone do\nAnd god what have we let it come to?\nThe textbooks that everyone use\nIs all full of lies like in every um school\nI'm talking 'bout the bible that societies will print about variety\nAnd hide and seek everyone's truth\nSo if it is what I believe, I hold the world inside of me\nIt's all like verbal sodomy, I said it was too\nAnd woke is what you try to be but Luci got you wide asleep\nAnd knows the bible wiser than you ever, huh fool\nNow everybody searching for ya true form\nSomething to worship and do more\nAnd what he did to you is true war\nWhite black yellow blue or, a red being with two horns\nGuard ya newborns, 'cause when ya lost in a huge storm\nAnd all you have is ya memory of enemies that you swore\nWere being true until you're gone\nImagine how it would feel to be revealed to you that you were wrong\nThe beloved ballad of Babylon\nWritten way before cuneiform, they raise you on no Amazon\nCould decode the text, we know what's next\nThose who pose a threat on the motherland we travel on\nI pray for wisdom lord, give me more\nAnd leave me not to temptation when Satan's in many forms\nHow many weapons can a nigga form?\nWhen he use everything against me, I said this when I sung\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nDon't blame it on the devil, blame your own\nYou don't wanna hear that hang the phone\nUp when I say you're in the danger zone\nCuz God and the devil play the game of thrones\nI would rather reign in my lane alone\nThan be the same just a famous clone\nIf you say the devil is a liar better change your tone\nCuz I spit fire and the flames have grown\nTell me this don't you think it's odd\nPeople kill eachother in the name of God\nIf you preach hate then they applaud\nSeems like the whole religion things a fraud, a heinous job\nMainly to maim and rob\nAnd try to tame like you train a dog\nNow how many claim the squad\nAll the strangers nod\nCuz they're down with the brain and mob\nWhat's the definition of a devilish deed?\nSellin salvation for a hell of a fee?\nIf I don't tithe I guess hell'll get me, no relevancy\nJust malevolent greed meant to benefit the\nPeople on top could the evil just stop\nGod settle this please, that's when I heard a voice say\n\"You already know this is pimp game elementary\"\nNot saying all church is bad and it's a worthless fad\nBut take a look under the surface lad\nSome people be the first to grab\nAt anything thinkin it'll save em when it is the worst to have\nYou gotta watch for the devil,\npreying on the weak, those in need, and the ones who wanna be free\nIt could be anybody, gotta keep your 3rd eye open...\nIt could even be me\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nAnd if I fall from grace like I ate everything up off my plate\nAnd scraped it all, I forgot to pray\nWill Hell be where I'm off to blaze\nFor an eternity, cause if so religion, I'ma walk away\nI've seen awful ways\nIt all correlates with these wars\nand many die 'fore they mark appraised\nCould turn beast with some more to say\nLord I put down my cross today\nI woke up and I lost my faith, I mean\nHow would you feel\nWhen you grow up in church and you're certain it's too real\nWatch that family kick out like a few bills\nAnd the church done upgraded, done made about two mil\nAnd ya bro can't afford to eat two meals\nAnd they tell you to pray so you do still\nJust to find out that others want you killed\nWould rather take a blue cross than a blue shield\nThe Devil got me shooting my neighbor\nFor not sharing beliefs, I'm using my banger, producing my anger\nThe serpent that came in my yard is enjoying the fruits of my labors\nLooking at my lady like you cannot save her\nBut you'll be the heroin and who is my taker\nI don't wanna get used to my haters\nFinally produce all my wages\nWhat if God was one of us, I'll take that verse\nJust to ooh-wee, no I can't say that word\nI'll put love in the Universe and make that heard\nI'm just a vessel for the creator so take that curse\nYou all try to consume me with\nIf we're made in God's image, then label me a humanist\nAnd if rap is the way that I'm proving it\nThen why they all calling it the Devil's music then\nI'm like\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nI'm doomed for the grave so I bang my thesis\nYou fear for ya death so you pray to Jesus\nAmazing you wasted ya days away\nYa changed the date the same thing reings in pieces\nAll for change of things, but you can't pay leases\nI push through the streets in my fake Adidas\nWhat I'm brazin'\nBut you the same person that believes that\nthe snake talked to Eve in the Garden of Eden\nBelieve in BS of hope if you want but Hell is\nonly created to people in society will come to fear it\nAnd every time I talk about religion, people get so offended\nSo I don't mention 'cause people don't wanna hear it\nHere in the spirits and I don't mean to burst your\nbubble but I never understood why he look like thee\nWhen in Revelations chapter one verse fourteen\nThat motherfucka said a blood look like me\nThe way that y'all portray him, I'ma need I.D\nIt's funny how you people all change ya faces\nBrain erases time but you stay sedated\nAnd I ain't never really seen amazing graces\nAnd I ain't ever really seen the change of pace it's\nFucked if you that I can't relate with\nStay and wasted days in a hotel naked\nLooking up into the heavens thinking why I'm hated\nAnother day, another let down trip\nHomie just lost his house and his kids\nThat's real some days I,\nlook up in the mirror and think, I don't really wanna live\nAnd with so many different types of religion and\ndifferent types of repentin', then how am I to even pick?\nI mean someone tell me, what it really is\n\nIt's a thin line between pimping and preaching...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Devil ft. C Mob & Twisted Insane\n  artist: King Iso\n  album: Autophobia\n  duration_ms: 398211\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  The homie asked me why I ain't been to church lately\n  I told him it's a thin line between pimping and preaching\n  You feel me?\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  We'll rock on back the mode I'm yelling unto\n  If God was black, then the Devil was too\n  Was my son at, I will not launch back to the odd one's axe\n  I'm a rebel on move\n  I watch some act in a hellish young mood\n  And I've done that, but I'm telling the youth\n  To not jump out of it when everyone do\n  And god what have we let it come to?\n  The textbooks that everyone use\n  Is all full of lies like in every um school\n  I'm talking 'bout the bible that societies will print about variety\n  And hide and seek everyone's truth\n  So if it is what I believe, I hold the world inside of me\n  It's all like verbal sodomy, I said it was too\n  And woke is what you try to be but Luci got you wide asleep\n  And knows the bible wiser than you ever, huh fool\n  Now everybody searching for ya true form\n  Something to worship and do more\n  And what he did to you is true war\n  White black yellow blue or, a red being with two horns\n  Guard ya newborns, 'cause when ya lost in a huge storm\n  And all you have is ya memory of enemies that you swore\n  Were being true until you're gone\n  Imagine how it would feel to be revealed to you that you were wrong\n  The beloved ballad of Babylon\n  Written way before cuneiform, they raise you on no Amazon\n  Could decode the text, we know what's next\n  Those who pose a threat on the motherland we travel on\n  I pray for wisdom lord, give me more\n  And leave me not to temptation when Satan's in many forms\n  How many weapons can a nigga form?\n  When he use everything against me, I said this when I sung\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  Don't blame it on the devil, blame your own\n  You don't wanna hear that hang the phone\n  Up when I say you're in the danger zone\n  Cuz God and the devil play the game of thrones\n  I would rather reign in my lane alone\n  Than be the same just a famous clone\n  If you say the devil is a liar better change your tone\n  Cuz I spit fire and the flames have grown\n  Tell me this don't you think it's odd\n  People kill eachother in the name of God\n  If you preach hate then they applaud\n  Seems like the whole religion things a fraud, a heinous job\n  Mainly to maim and rob\n  And try to tame like you train a dog\n  Now how many claim the squad\n  All the strangers nod\n  Cuz they're down with the brain and mob\n  What's the definition of a devilish deed?\n  Sellin salvation for a hell of a fee?\n  If I don't tithe I guess hell'll get me, no relevancy\n  Just malevolent greed meant to benefit the\n  People on top could the evil just stop\n  God settle this please, that's when I heard a voice say\n  \"You already know this is pimp game elementary\"\n  Not saying all church is bad and it's a worthless fad\n  But take a look under the surface lad\n  Some people be the first to grab\n  At anything thinkin it'll save em when it is the worst to have\n  You gotta watch for the devil,\n  preying on the weak, those in need, and the ones who wanna be free\n  It could be anybody, gotta keep your 3rd eye open...\n  It could even be me\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  And if I fall from grace like I ate everything up off my plate\n  And scraped it all, I forgot to pray\n  Will Hell be where I'm off to blaze\n  For an eternity, cause if so religion, I'ma walk away\n  I've seen awful ways\n  It all correlates with these wars\n  and many die 'fore they mark appraised\n  Could turn beast with some more to say\n  Lord I put down my cross today\n  I woke up and I lost my faith, I mean\n  How would you feel\n  When you grow up in church and you're certain it's too real\n  Watch that family kick out like a few bills\n  And the church done upgraded, done made about two mil\n  And ya bro can't afford to eat two meals\n  And they tell you to pray so you do still\n  Just to find out that others want you killed\n  Would rather take a blue cross than a blue shield\n  The Devil got me shooting my neighbor\n  For not sharing beliefs, I'm using my banger, producing my anger\n  The serpent that came in my yard is enjoying the fruits of my labors\n  Looking at my lady like you cannot save her\n  But you'll be the heroin and who is my taker\n  I don't wanna get used to my haters\n  Finally produce all my wages\n  What if God was one of us, I'll take that verse\n  Just to ooh-wee, no I can't say that word\n  I'll put love in the Universe and make that heard\n  I'm just a vessel for the creator so take that curse\n  You all try to consume me with\n  If we're made in God's image, then label me a humanist\n  And if rap is the way that I'm proving it\n  Then why they all calling it the Devil's music then\n  I'm like\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  I'm doomed for the grave so I bang my thesis\n  You fear for ya death so you pray to Jesus\n  Amazing you wasted ya days away\n  Ya changed the date the same thing reings in pieces\n  All for change of things, but you can't pay leases\n  I push through the streets in my fake Adidas\n  What I'm brazin'\n  But you the same person that believes that\n  the snake talked to Eve in the Garden of Eden\n  Believe in BS of hope if you want but Hell is\n  only created to people in society will come to fear it\n  And every time I talk about religion, people get so offended\n  So I don't mention 'cause people don't wanna hear it\n  Here in the spirits and I don't mean to burst your\n  bubble but I never understood why he look like thee\n  When in Revelations chapter one verse fourteen\n  That motherfucka said a blood look like me\n  The way that y'all portray him, I'ma need I.D\n  It's funny how you people all change ya faces\n  Brain erases time but you stay sedated\n  And I ain't never really seen amazing graces\n  And I ain't ever really seen the change of pace it's\n  Fucked if you that I can't relate with\n  Stay and wasted days in a hotel naked\n  Looking up into the heavens thinking why I'm hated\n  Another day, another let down trip\n  Homie just lost his house and his kids\n  That's real some days I,\n  look up in the mirror and think, I don't really wanna live\n  And with so many different types of religion and\n  different types of repentin', then how am I to even pick?\n  I mean someone tell me, what it really is\n\n  It's a thin line between pimping and preaching...\n"},{"id":11104229,"name":"Devil","trackName":"Devil","artistName":"King Iso, C‐Mob","albumName":"Autophobia","duration":398.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"The homie asked me why I ain't been to church lately\nI told him it's a thin line between pimping and preaching\nYou feel me?\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nWe'll rock on back the mode I'm yelling unto\nIf God was black, then the Devil was too\nWas my son at, I will not launch back to the odd one's axe\nI'm a rebel on move\nI watch some act in a hellish young mood\nAnd I've done that, but I'm telling the youth\nTo not jump out of it when everyone do\nAnd god what have we let it come to?\nThe textbooks that everyone use\nIs all full of lies like in every um school\nI'm talking 'bout the bible that societies will print about variety\nAnd hide and seek everyone's truth\nSo if it is what I believe, I hold the world inside of me\nIt's all like verbal sodomy, I said it was too\nAnd woke is what you try to be but Luci got you wide asleep\nAnd knows the bible wiser than you ever, huh fool\nNow everybody searching for ya true form\nSomething to worship and do more\nAnd what he did to you is true war\nWhite black yellow blue or, a red being with two horns\nGuard ya newborns, 'cause when ya lost in a huge storm\nAnd all you have is ya memory of enemies that you swore\nWere being true until you're gone\nImagine how it would feel to be revealed to you that you were wrong\nThe beloved ballad of Babylon\nWritten way before cuneiform, they raise you on no Amazon\nCould decode the text, we know what's next\nThose who pose a threat on the motherland we travel on\nI pray for wisdom lord, give me more\nAnd leave me not to temptation when Satan's in many forms\nHow many weapons can a nigga form?\nWhen he use everything against me, I said this when I sung\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nDon't blame it on the devil, blame your own\nYou don't wanna hear that hang the phone\nUp when I say you're in the danger zone\nCuz God and the devil play the game of thrones\nI would rather reign in my lane alone\nThan be the same just a famous clone\nIf you say the devil is a liar better change your tone\nCuz I spit fire and the flames have grown\nTell me this don't you think it's odd\nPeople kill eachother in the name of God\nIf you preach hate then they applaud\nSeems like the whole religion things a fraud, a heinous job\nMainly to maim and rob\nAnd try to tame like you train a dog\nNow how many claim the squad\nAll the strangers nod\nCuz they're down with the brain and mob\nWhat's the definition of a devilish deed?\nSellin salvation for a hell of a fee?\nIf I don't tithe I guess hell'll get me, no relevancy\nJust malevolent greed meant to benefit the\nPeople on top could the evil just stop\nGod settle this please, that's when I heard a voice say\n\"You already know this is pimp game elementary\"\nNot saying all church is bad and it's a worthless fad\nBut take a look under the surface lad\nSome people be the first to grab\nAt anything thinkin it'll save em when it is the worst to have\nYou gotta watch for the devil,\npreying on the weak, those in need, and the ones who wanna be free\nIt could be anybody, gotta keep your 3rd eye open...\nIt could even be me\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nAnd if I fall from grace like I ate everything up off my plate\nAnd scraped it all, I forgot to pray\nWill Hell be where I'm off to blaze\nFor an eternity, cause if so religion, I'ma walk away\nI've seen awful ways\nIt all correlates with these wars\nand many die 'fore they mark appraised\nCould turn beast with some more to say\nLord I put down my cross today\nI woke up and I lost my faith, I mean\nHow would you feel\nWhen you grow up in church and you're certain it's too real\nWatch that family kick out like a few bills\nAnd the church done upgraded, done made about two mil\nAnd ya bro can't afford to eat two meals\nAnd they tell you to pray so you do still\nJust to find out that others want you killed\nWould rather take a blue cross than a blue shield\nThe Devil got me shooting my neighbor\nFor not sharing beliefs, I'm using my banger, producing my anger\nThe serpent that came in my yard is enjoying the fruits of my labors\nLooking at my lady like you cannot save her\nBut you'll be the heroin and who is my taker\nI don't wanna get used to my haters\nFinally produce all my wages\nWhat if God was one of us, I'll take that verse\nJust to ooh-wee, no I can't say that word\nI'll put love in the Universe and make that heard\nI'm just a vessel for the creator so take that curse\nYou all try to consume me with\nIf we're made in God's image, then label me a humanist\nAnd if rap is the way that I'm proving it\nThen why they all calling it the Devil's music then\nI'm like\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nI'm doomed for the grave so I bang my thesis\nYou fear for ya death so you pray to Jesus\nAmazing you wasted ya days away\nYa changed the date the same thing reings in pieces\nAll for change of things, but you can't pay leases\nI push through the streets in my fake Adidas\nWhat I'm brazin'\nBut you the same person that believes that\nthe snake talked to Eve in the Garden of Eden\nBelieve in BS of hope if you want but Hell is\nonly created to people in society will come to fear it\nAnd every time I talk about religion, people get so offended\nSo I don't mention 'cause people don't wanna hear it\nHere in the spirits and I don't mean to burst your\nbubble but I never understood why he look like thee\nWhen in Revelations chapter one verse fourteen\nThat motherfucka said a blood look like me\nThe way that y'all portray him, I'ma need I.D\nIt's funny how you people all change ya faces\nBrain erases time but you stay sedated\nAnd I ain't never really seen amazing graces\nAnd I ain't ever really seen the change of pace it's\nFucked if you that I can't relate with\nStay and wasted days in a hotel naked\nLooking up into the heavens thinking why I'm hated\nAnother day, another let down trip\nHomie just lost his house and his kids\nThat's real some days I,\nlook up in the mirror and think, I don't really wanna live\nAnd with so many different types of religion and\ndifferent types of repentin', then how am I to even pick?\nI mean someone tell me, what it really is\n\nIt's a thin line between pimping and preaching...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Devil\n  artist: King Iso, C‐Mob\n  album: Autophobia\n  duration_ms: 398000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  The homie asked me why I ain't been to church lately\n  I told him it's a thin line between pimping and preaching\n  You feel me?\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  We'll rock on back the mode I'm yelling unto\n  If God was black, then the Devil was too\n  Was my son at, I will not launch back to the odd one's axe\n  I'm a rebel on move\n  I watch some act in a hellish young mood\n  And I've done that, but I'm telling the youth\n  To not jump out of it when everyone do\n  And god what have we let it come to?\n  The textbooks that everyone use\n  Is all full of lies like in every um school\n  I'm talking 'bout the bible that societies will print about variety\n  And hide and seek everyone's truth\n  So if it is what I believe, I hold the world inside of me\n  It's all like verbal sodomy, I said it was too\n  And woke is what you try to be but Luci got you wide asleep\n  And knows the bible wiser than you ever, huh fool\n  Now everybody searching for ya true form\n  Something to worship and do more\n  And what he did to you is true war\n  White black yellow blue or, a red being with two horns\n  Guard ya newborns, 'cause when ya lost in a huge storm\n  And all you have is ya memory of enemies that you swore\n  Were being true until you're gone\n  Imagine how it would feel to be revealed to you that you were wrong\n  The beloved ballad of Babylon\n  Written way before cuneiform, they raise you on no Amazon\n  Could decode the text, we know what's next\n  Those who pose a threat on the motherland we travel on\n  I pray for wisdom lord, give me more\n  And leave me not to temptation when Satan's in many forms\n  How many weapons can a nigga form?\n  When he use everything against me, I said this when I sung\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  Don't blame it on the devil, blame your own\n  You don't wanna hear that hang the phone\n  Up when I say you're in the danger zone\n  Cuz God and the devil play the game of thrones\n  I would rather reign in my lane alone\n  Than be the same just a famous clone\n  If you say the devil is a liar better change your tone\n  Cuz I spit fire and the flames have grown\n  Tell me this don't you think it's odd\n  People kill eachother in the name of God\n  If you preach hate then they applaud\n  Seems like the whole religion things a fraud, a heinous job\n  Mainly to maim and rob\n  And try to tame like you train a dog\n  Now how many claim the squad\n  All the strangers nod\n  Cuz they're down with the brain and mob\n  What's the definition of a devilish deed?\n  Sellin salvation for a hell of a fee?\n  If I don't tithe I guess hell'll get me, no relevancy\n  Just malevolent greed meant to benefit the\n  People on top could the evil just stop\n  God settle this please, that's when I heard a voice say\n  \"You already know this is pimp game elementary\"\n  Not saying all church is bad and it's a worthless fad\n  But take a look under the surface lad\n  Some people be the first to grab\n  At anything thinkin it'll save em when it is the worst to have\n  You gotta watch for the devil,\n  preying on the weak, those in need, and the ones who wanna be free\n  It could be anybody, gotta keep your 3rd eye open...\n  It could even be me\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  And if I fall from grace like I ate everything up off my plate\n  And scraped it all, I forgot to pray\n  Will Hell be where I'm off to blaze\n  For an eternity, cause if so religion, I'ma walk away\n  I've seen awful ways\n  It all correlates with these wars\n  and many die 'fore they mark appraised\n  Could turn beast with some more to say\n  Lord I put down my cross today\n  I woke up and I lost my faith, I mean\n  How would you feel\n  When you grow up in church and you're certain it's too real\n  Watch that family kick out like a few bills\n  And the church done upgraded, done made about two mil\n  And ya bro can't afford to eat two meals\n  And they tell you to pray so you do still\n  Just to find out that others want you killed\n  Would rather take a blue cross than a blue shield\n  The Devil got me shooting my neighbor\n  For not sharing beliefs, I'm using my banger, producing my anger\n  The serpent that came in my yard is enjoying the fruits of my labors\n  Looking at my lady like you cannot save her\n  But you'll be the heroin and who is my taker\n  I don't wanna get used to my haters\n  Finally produce all my wages\n  What if God was one of us, I'll take that verse\n  Just to ooh-wee, no I can't say that word\n  I'll put love in the Universe and make that heard\n  I'm just a vessel for the creator so take that curse\n  You all try to consume me with\n  If we're made in God's image, then label me a humanist\n  And if rap is the way that I'm proving it\n  Then why they all calling it the Devil's music then\n  I'm like\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  I'm doomed for the grave so I bang my thesis\n  You fear for ya death so you pray to Jesus\n  Amazing you wasted ya days away\n  Ya changed the date the same thing reings in pieces\n  All for change of things, but you can't pay leases\n  I push through the streets in my fake Adidas\n  What I'm brazin'\n  But you the same person that believes that\n  the snake talked to Eve in the Garden of Eden\n  Believe in BS of hope if you want but Hell is\n  only created to people in society will come to fear it\n  And every time I talk about religion, people get so offended\n  So I don't mention 'cause people don't wanna hear it\n  Here in the spirits and I don't mean to burst your\n  bubble but I never understood why he look like thee\n  When in Revelations chapter one verse fourteen\n  That motherfucka said a blood look like me\n  The way that y'all portray him, I'ma need I.D\n  It's funny how you people all change ya faces\n  Brain erases time but you stay sedated\n  And I ain't never really seen amazing graces\n  And I ain't ever really seen the change of pace it's\n  Fucked if you that I can't relate with\n  Stay and wasted days in a hotel naked\n  Looking up into the heavens thinking why I'm hated\n  Another day, another let down trip\n  Homie just lost his house and his kids\n  That's real some days I,\n  look up in the mirror and think, I don't really wanna live\n  And with so many different types of religion and\n  different types of repentin', then how am I to even pick?\n  I mean someone tell me, what it really is\n\n  It's a thin line between pimping and preaching...\n"},{"id":11104233,"name":"Devil","trackName":"Devil","artistName":"Iso, King, C‐Mob & Twisted Insane","albumName":"Autophobia","duration":398.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"The homie asked me why I ain't been to church lately\nI told him it's a thin line between pimping and preaching\nYou feel me?\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nWe'll rock on back the mode I'm yelling unto\nIf God was black, then the Devil was too\nWas my son at, I will not launch back to the odd one's axe\nI'm a rebel on move\nI watch some act in a hellish young mood\nAnd I've done that, but I'm telling the youth\nTo not jump out of it when everyone do\nAnd god what have we let it come to?\nThe textbooks that everyone use\nIs all full of lies like in every um school\nI'm talking 'bout the bible that societies will print about variety\nAnd hide and seek everyone's truth\nSo if it is what I believe, I hold the world inside of me\nIt's all like verbal sodomy, I said it was too\nAnd woke is what you try to be but Luci got you wide asleep\nAnd knows the bible wiser than you ever, huh fool\nNow everybody searching for ya true form\nSomething to worship and do more\nAnd what he did to you is true war\nWhite black yellow blue or, a red being with two horns\nGuard ya newborns, 'cause when ya lost in a huge storm\nAnd all you have is ya memory of enemies that you swore\nWere being true until you're gone\nImagine how it would feel to be revealed to you that you were wrong\nThe beloved ballad of Babylon\nWritten way before cuneiform, they raise you on no Amazon\nCould decode the text, we know what's next\nThose who pose a threat on the motherland we travel on\nI pray for wisdom lord, give me more\nAnd leave me not to temptation when Satan's in many forms\nHow many weapons can a nigga form?\nWhen he use everything against me, I said this when I sung\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nDon't blame it on the devil, blame your own\nYou don't wanna hear that hang the phone\nUp when I say you're in the danger zone\nCuz God and the devil play the game of thrones\nI would rather reign in my lane alone\nThan be the same just a famous clone\nIf you say the devil is a liar better change your tone\nCuz I spit fire and the flames have grown\nTell me this don't you think it's odd\nPeople kill eachother in the name of God\nIf you preach hate then they applaud\nSeems like the whole religion things a fraud, a heinous job\nMainly to maim and rob\nAnd try to tame like you train a dog\nNow how many claim the squad\nAll the strangers nod\nCuz they're down with the brain and mob\nWhat's the definition of a devilish deed?\nSellin salvation for a hell of a fee?\nIf I don't tithe I guess hell'll get me, no relevancy\nJust malevolent greed meant to benefit the\nPeople on top could the evil just stop\nGod settle this please, that's when I heard a voice say\n\"You already know this is pimp game elementary\"\nNot saying all church is bad and it's a worthless fad\nBut take a look under the surface lad\nSome people be the first to grab\nAt anything thinkin it'll save em when it is the worst to have\nYou gotta watch for the devil,\npreying on the weak, those in need, and the ones who wanna be free\nIt could be anybody, gotta keep your 3rd eye open...\nIt could even be me\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nAnd if I fall from grace like I ate everything up off my plate\nAnd scraped it all, I forgot to pray\nWill Hell be where I'm off to blaze\nFor an eternity, cause if so religion, I'ma walk away\nI've seen awful ways\nIt all correlates with these wars\nand many die 'fore they mark appraised\nCould turn beast with some more to say\nLord I put down my cross today\nI woke up and I lost my faith, I mean\nHow would you feel\nWhen you grow up in church and you're certain it's too real\nWatch that family kick out like a few bills\nAnd the church done upgraded, done made about two mil\nAnd ya bro can't afford to eat two meals\nAnd they tell you to pray so you do still\nJust to find out that others want you killed\nWould rather take a blue cross than a blue shield\nThe Devil got me shooting my neighbor\nFor not sharing beliefs, I'm using my banger, producing my anger\nThe serpent that came in my yard is enjoying the fruits of my labors\nLooking at my lady like you cannot save her\nBut you'll be the heroin and who is my taker\nI don't wanna get used to my haters\nFinally produce all my wages\nWhat if God was one of us, I'll take that verse\nJust to ooh-wee, no I can't say that word\nI'll put love in the Universe and make that heard\nI'm just a vessel for the creator so take that curse\nYou all try to consume me with\nIf we're made in God's image, then label me a humanist\nAnd if rap is the way that I'm proving it\nThen why they all calling it the Devil's music then\nI'm like\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nI'm doomed for the grave so I bang my thesis\nYou fear for ya death so you pray to Jesus\nAmazing you wasted ya days away\nYa changed the date the same thing reings in pieces\nAll for change of things, but you can't pay leases\nI push through the streets in my fake Adidas\nWhat I'm brazin'\nBut you the same person that believes that\nthe snake talked to Eve in the Garden of Eden\nBelieve in BS of hope if you want but Hell is\nonly created to people in society will come to fear it\nAnd every time I talk about religion, people get so offended\nSo I don't mention 'cause people don't wanna hear it\nHere in the spirits and I don't mean to burst your\nbubble but I never understood why he look like thee\nWhen in Revelations chapter one verse fourteen\nThat motherfucka said a blood look like me\nThe way that y'all portray him, I'ma need I.D\nIt's funny how you people all change ya faces\nBrain erases time but you stay sedated\nAnd I ain't never really seen amazing graces\nAnd I ain't ever really seen the change of pace it's\nFucked if you that I can't relate with\nStay and wasted days in a hotel naked\nLooking up into the heavens thinking why I'm hated\nAnother day, another let down trip\nHomie just lost his house and his kids\nThat's real some days I,\nlook up in the mirror and think, I don't really wanna live\nAnd with so many different types of religion and\ndifferent types of repentin', then how am I to even pick?\nI mean someone tell me, what it really is\n\nIt's a thin line between pimping and preaching...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Devil\n  artist: Iso, King, C‐Mob & Twisted Insane\n  album: Autophobia\n  duration_ms: 398000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  The homie asked me why I ain't been to church lately\n  I told him it's a thin line between pimping and preaching\n  You feel me?\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  We'll rock on back the mode I'm yelling unto\n  If God was black, then the Devil was too\n  Was my son at, I will not launch back to the odd one's axe\n  I'm a rebel on move\n  I watch some act in a hellish young mood\n  And I've done that, but I'm telling the youth\n  To not jump out of it when everyone do\n  And god what have we let it come to?\n  The textbooks that everyone use\n  Is all full of lies like in every um school\n  I'm talking 'bout the bible that societies will print about variety\n  And hide and seek everyone's truth\n  So if it is what I believe, I hold the world inside of me\n  It's all like verbal sodomy, I said it was too\n  And woke is what you try to be but Luci got you wide asleep\n  And knows the bible wiser than you ever, huh fool\n  Now everybody searching for ya true form\n  Something to worship and do more\n  And what he did to you is true war\n  White black yellow blue or, a red being with two horns\n  Guard ya newborns, 'cause when ya lost in a huge storm\n  And all you have is ya memory of enemies that you swore\n  Were being true until you're gone\n  Imagine how it would feel to be revealed to you that you were wrong\n  The beloved ballad of Babylon\n  Written way before cuneiform, they raise you on no Amazon\n  Could decode the text, we know what's next\n  Those who pose a threat on the motherland we travel on\n  I pray for wisdom lord, give me more\n  And leave me not to temptation when Satan's in many forms\n  How many weapons can a nigga form?\n  When he use everything against me, I said this when I sung\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  Don't blame it on the devil, blame your own\n  You don't wanna hear that hang the phone\n  Up when I say you're in the danger zone\n  Cuz God and the devil play the game of thrones\n  I would rather reign in my lane alone\n  Than be the same just a famous clone\n  If you say the devil is a liar better change your tone\n  Cuz I spit fire and the flames have grown\n  Tell me this don't you think it's odd\n  People kill eachother in the name of God\n  If you preach hate then they applaud\n  Seems like the whole religion things a fraud, a heinous job\n  Mainly to maim and rob\n  And try to tame like you train a dog\n  Now how many claim the squad\n  All the strangers nod\n  Cuz they're down with the brain and mob\n  What's the definition of a devilish deed?\n  Sellin salvation for a hell of a fee?\n  If I don't tithe I guess hell'll get me, no relevancy\n  Just malevolent greed meant to benefit the\n  People on top could the evil just stop\n  God settle this please, that's when I heard a voice say\n  \"You already know this is pimp game elementary\"\n  Not saying all church is bad and it's a worthless fad\n  But take a look under the surface lad\n  Some people be the first to grab\n  At anything thinkin it'll save em when it is the worst to have\n  You gotta watch for the devil,\n  preying on the weak, those in need, and the ones who wanna be free\n  It could be anybody, gotta keep your 3rd eye open...\n  It could even be me\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  And if I fall from grace like I ate everything up off my plate\n  And scraped it all, I forgot to pray\n  Will Hell be where I'm off to blaze\n  For an eternity, cause if so religion, I'ma walk away\n  I've seen awful ways\n  It all correlates with these wars\n  and many die 'fore they mark appraised\n  Could turn beast with some more to say\n  Lord I put down my cross today\n  I woke up and I lost my faith, I mean\n  How would you feel\n  When you grow up in church and you're certain it's too real\n  Watch that family kick out like a few bills\n  And the church done upgraded, done made about two mil\n  And ya bro can't afford to eat two meals\n  And they tell you to pray so you do still\n  Just to find out that others want you killed\n  Would rather take a blue cross than a blue shield\n  The Devil got me shooting my neighbor\n  For not sharing beliefs, I'm using my banger, producing my anger\n  The serpent that came in my yard is enjoying the fruits of my labors\n  Looking at my lady like you cannot save her\n  But you'll be the heroin and who is my taker\n  I don't wanna get used to my haters\n  Finally produce all my wages\n  What if God was one of us, I'll take that verse\n  Just to ooh-wee, no I can't say that word\n  I'll put love in the Universe and make that heard\n  I'm just a vessel for the creator so take that curse\n  You all try to consume me with\n  If we're made in God's image, then label me a humanist\n  And if rap is the way that I'm proving it\n  Then why they all calling it the Devil's music then\n  I'm like\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  I'm doomed for the grave so I bang my thesis\n  You fear for ya death so you pray to Jesus\n  Amazing you wasted ya days away\n  Ya changed the date the same thing reings in pieces\n  All for change of things, but you can't pay leases\n  I push through the streets in my fake Adidas\n  What I'm brazin'\n  But you the same person that believes that\n  the snake talked to Eve in the Garden of Eden\n  Believe in BS of hope if you want but Hell is\n  only created to people in society will come to fear it\n  And every time I talk about religion, people get so offended\n  So I don't mention 'cause people don't wanna hear it\n  Here in the spirits and I don't mean to burst your\n  bubble but I never understood why he look like thee\n  When in Revelations chapter one verse fourteen\n  That motherfucka said a blood look like me\n  The way that y'all portray him, I'ma need I.D\n  It's funny how you people all change ya faces\n  Brain erases time but you stay sedated\n  And I ain't never really seen amazing graces\n  And I ain't ever really seen the change of pace it's\n  Fucked if you that I can't relate with\n  Stay and wasted days in a hotel naked\n  Looking up into the heavens thinking why I'm hated\n  Another day, another let down trip\n  Homie just lost his house and his kids\n  That's real some days I,\n  look up in the mirror and think, I don't really wanna live\n  And with so many different types of religion and\n  different types of repentin', then how am I to even pick?\n  I mean someone tell me, what it really is\n\n  It's a thin line between pimping and preaching...\n"},{"id":11104228,"name":"Devil","trackName":"Devil","artistName":"King Iso, C‐Mob & Twisted Insane","albumName":"Autophobia","duration":398.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"The homie asked me why I ain't been to church lately\nI told him it's a thin line between pimping and preaching\nYou feel me?\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nWe'll rock on back the mode I'm yelling unto\nIf God was black, then the Devil was too\nWas my son at, I will not launch back to the odd one's axe\nI'm a rebel on move\nI watch some act in a hellish young mood\nAnd I've done that, but I'm telling the youth\nTo not jump out of it when everyone do\nAnd god what have we let it come to?\nThe textbooks that everyone use\nIs all full of lies like in every um school\nI'm talking 'bout the bible that societies will print about variety\nAnd hide and seek everyone's truth\nSo if it is what I believe, I hold the world inside of me\nIt's all like verbal sodomy, I said it was too\nAnd woke is what you try to be but Luci got you wide asleep\nAnd knows the bible wiser than you ever, huh fool\nNow everybody searching for ya true form\nSomething to worship and do more\nAnd what he did to you is true war\nWhite black yellow blue or, a red being with two horns\nGuard ya newborns, 'cause when ya lost in a huge storm\nAnd all you have is ya memory of enemies that you swore\nWere being true until you're gone\nImagine how it would feel to be revealed to you that you were wrong\nThe beloved ballad of Babylon\nWritten way before cuneiform, they raise you on no Amazon\nCould decode the text, we know what's next\nThose who pose a threat on the motherland we travel on\nI pray for wisdom lord, give me more\nAnd leave me not to temptation when Satan's in many forms\nHow many weapons can a nigga form?\nWhen he use everything against me, I said this when I sung\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nDon't blame it on the devil, blame your own\nYou don't wanna hear that hang the phone\nUp when I say you're in the danger zone\nCuz God and the devil play the game of thrones\nI would rather reign in my lane alone\nThan be the same just a famous clone\nIf you say the devil is a liar better change your tone\nCuz I spit fire and the flames have grown\nTell me this don't you think it's odd\nPeople kill eachother in the name of God\nIf you preach hate then they applaud\nSeems like the whole religion things a fraud, a heinous job\nMainly to maim and rob\nAnd try to tame like you train a dog\nNow how many claim the squad\nAll the strangers nod\nCuz they're down with the brain and mob\nWhat's the definition of a devilish deed?\nSellin salvation for a hell of a fee?\nIf I don't tithe I guess hell'll get me, no relevancy\nJust malevolent greed meant to benefit the\nPeople on top could the evil just stop\nGod settle this please, that's when I heard a voice say\n\"You already know this is pimp game elementary\"\nNot saying all church is bad and it's a worthless fad\nBut take a look under the surface lad\nSome people be the first to grab\nAt anything thinkin it'll save em when it is the worst to have\nYou gotta watch for the devil,\npreying on the weak, those in need, and the ones who wanna be free\nIt could be anybody, gotta keep your 3rd eye open...\nIt could even be me\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nAnd if I fall from grace like I ate everything up off my plate\nAnd scraped it all, I forgot to pray\nWill Hell be where I'm off to blaze\nFor an eternity, cause if so religion, I'ma walk away\nI've seen awful ways\nIt all correlates with these wars\nand many die 'fore they mark appraised\nCould turn beast with some more to say\nLord I put down my cross today\nI woke up and I lost my faith, I mean\nHow would you feel\nWhen you grow up in church and you're certain it's too real\nWatch that family kick out like a few bills\nAnd the church done upgraded, done made about two mil\nAnd ya bro can't afford to eat two meals\nAnd they tell you to pray so you do still\nJust to find out that others want you killed\nWould rather take a blue cross than a blue shield\nThe Devil got me shooting my neighbor\nFor not sharing beliefs, I'm using my banger, producing my anger\nThe serpent that came in my yard is enjoying the fruits of my labors\nLooking at my lady like you cannot save her\nBut you'll be the heroin and who is my taker\nI don't wanna get used to my haters\nFinally produce all my wages\nWhat if God was one of us, I'll take that verse\nJust to ooh-wee, no I can't say that word\nI'll put love in the Universe and make that heard\nI'm just a vessel for the creator so take that curse\nYou all try to consume me with\nIf we're made in God's image, then label me a humanist\nAnd if rap is the way that I'm proving it\nThen why they all calling it the Devil's music then\nI'm like\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nI'm doomed for the grave so I bang my thesis\nYou fear for ya death so you pray to Jesus\nAmazing you wasted ya days away\nYa changed the date the same thing reings in pieces\nAll for change of things, but you can't pay leases\nI push through the streets in my fake Adidas\nWhat I'm brazin'\nBut you the same person that believes that\nthe snake talked to Eve in the Garden of Eden\nBelieve in BS of hope if you want but Hell is\nonly created to people in society will come to fear it\nAnd every time I talk about religion, people get so offended\nSo I don't mention 'cause people don't wanna hear it\nHere in the spirits and I don't mean to burst your\nbubble but I never understood why he look like thee\nWhen in Revelations chapter one verse fourteen\nThat motherfucka said a blood look like me\nThe way that y'all portray him, I'ma need I.D\nIt's funny how you people all change ya faces\nBrain erases time but you stay sedated\nAnd I ain't never really seen amazing graces\nAnd I ain't ever really seen the change of pace it's\nFucked if you that I can't relate with\nStay and wasted days in a hotel naked\nLooking up into the heavens thinking why I'm hated\nAnother day, another let down trip\nHomie just lost his house and his kids\nThat's real some days I,\nlook up in the mirror and think, I don't really wanna live\nAnd with so many different types of religion and\ndifferent types of repentin', then how am I to even pick?\nI mean someone tell me, what it really is\n\nIt's a thin line between pimping and preaching...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Devil\n  artist: King Iso, C‐Mob & Twisted Insane\n  album: Autophobia\n  duration_ms: 398000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  The homie asked me why I ain't been to church lately\n  I told him it's a thin line between pimping and preaching\n  You feel me?\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  We'll rock on back the mode I'm yelling unto\n  If God was black, then the Devil was too\n  Was my son at, I will not launch back to the odd one's axe\n  I'm a rebel on move\n  I watch some act in a hellish young mood\n  And I've done that, but I'm telling the youth\n  To not jump out of it when everyone do\n  And god what have we let it come to?\n  The textbooks that everyone use\n  Is all full of lies like in every um school\n  I'm talking 'bout the bible that societies will print about variety\n  And hide and seek everyone's truth\n  So if it is what I believe, I hold the world inside of me\n  It's all like verbal sodomy, I said it was too\n  And woke is what you try to be but Luci got you wide asleep\n  And knows the bible wiser than you ever, huh fool\n  Now everybody searching for ya true form\n  Something to worship and do more\n  And what he did to you is true war\n  White black yellow blue or, a red being with two horns\n  Guard ya newborns, 'cause when ya lost in a huge storm\n  And all you have is ya memory of enemies that you swore\n  Were being true until you're gone\n  Imagine how it would feel to be revealed to you that you were wrong\n  The beloved ballad of Babylon\n  Written way before cuneiform, they raise you on no Amazon\n  Could decode the text, we know what's next\n  Those who pose a threat on the motherland we travel on\n  I pray for wisdom lord, give me more\n  And leave me not to temptation when Satan's in many forms\n  How many weapons can a nigga form?\n  When he use everything against me, I said this when I sung\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  Don't blame it on the devil, blame your own\n  You don't wanna hear that hang the phone\n  Up when I say you're in the danger zone\n  Cuz God and the devil play the game of thrones\n  I would rather reign in my lane alone\n  Than be the same just a famous clone\n  If you say the devil is a liar better change your tone\n  Cuz I spit fire and the flames have grown\n  Tell me this don't you think it's odd\n  People kill eachother in the name of God\n  If you preach hate then they applaud\n  Seems like the whole religion things a fraud, a heinous job\n  Mainly to maim and rob\n  And try to tame like you train a dog\n  Now how many claim the squad\n  All the strangers nod\n  Cuz they're down with the brain and mob\n  What's the definition of a devilish deed?\n  Sellin salvation for a hell of a fee?\n  If I don't tithe I guess hell'll get me, no relevancy\n  Just malevolent greed meant to benefit the\n  People on top could the evil just stop\n  God settle this please, that's when I heard a voice say\n  \"You already know this is pimp game elementary\"\n  Not saying all church is bad and it's a worthless fad\n  But take a look under the surface lad\n  Some people be the first to grab\n  At anything thinkin it'll save em when it is the worst to have\n  You gotta watch for the devil,\n  preying on the weak, those in need, and the ones who wanna be free\n  It could be anybody, gotta keep your 3rd eye open...\n  It could even be me\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  And if I fall from grace like I ate everything up off my plate\n  And scraped it all, I forgot to pray\n  Will Hell be where I'm off to blaze\n  For an eternity, cause if so religion, I'ma walk away\n  I've seen awful ways\n  It all correlates with these wars\n  and many die 'fore they mark appraised\n  Could turn beast with some more to say\n  Lord I put down my cross today\n  I woke up and I lost my faith, I mean\n  How would you feel\n  When you grow up in church and you're certain it's too real\n  Watch that family kick out like a few bills\n  And the church done upgraded, done made about two mil\n  And ya bro can't afford to eat two meals\n  And they tell you to pray so you do still\n  Just to find out that others want you killed\n  Would rather take a blue cross than a blue shield\n  The Devil got me shooting my neighbor\n  For not sharing beliefs, I'm using my banger, producing my anger\n  The serpent that came in my yard is enjoying the fruits of my labors\n  Looking at my lady like you cannot save her\n  But you'll be the heroin and who is my taker\n  I don't wanna get used to my haters\n  Finally produce all my wages\n  What if God was one of us, I'll take that verse\n  Just to ooh-wee, no I can't say that word\n  I'll put love in the Universe and make that heard\n  I'm just a vessel for the creator so take that curse\n  You all try to consume me with\n  If we're made in God's image, then label me a humanist\n  And if rap is the way that I'm proving it\n  Then why they all calling it the Devil's music then\n  I'm like\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  I'm doomed for the grave so I bang my thesis\n  You fear for ya death so you pray to Jesus\n  Amazing you wasted ya days away\n  Ya changed the date the same thing reings in pieces\n  All for change of things, but you can't pay leases\n  I push through the streets in my fake Adidas\n  What I'm brazin'\n  But you the same person that believes that\n  the snake talked to Eve in the Garden of Eden\n  Believe in BS of hope if you want but Hell is\n  only created to people in society will come to fear it\n  And every time I talk about religion, people get so offended\n  So I don't mention 'cause people don't wanna hear it\n  Here in the spirits and I don't mean to burst your\n  bubble but I never understood why he look like thee\n  When in Revelations chapter one verse fourteen\n  That motherfucka said a blood look like me\n  The way that y'all portray him, I'ma need I.D\n  It's funny how you people all change ya faces\n  Brain erases time but you stay sedated\n  And I ain't never really seen amazing graces\n  And I ain't ever really seen the change of pace it's\n  Fucked if you that I can't relate with\n  Stay and wasted days in a hotel naked\n  Looking up into the heavens thinking why I'm hated\n  Another day, another let down trip\n  Homie just lost his house and his kids\n  That's real some days I,\n  look up in the mirror and think, I don't really wanna live\n  And with so many different types of religion and\n  different types of repentin', then how am I to even pick?\n  I mean someone tell me, what it really is\n\n  It's a thin line between pimping and preaching...\n"},{"id":9172535,"name":"Do What I Do (feat. Jl & King Iso)","trackName":"Do What I Do (feat. Jl & King Iso)","artistName":"C-Mob","albumName":"The Devil in Dickies","duration":359.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nI am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\nThey say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nI am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\nThey say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\n\nHelp me I think I need to find a Bible\nIt's imperative for my survival\nThe way that I spend my time is vital\ncause the Devil takes over when my mind is idle\nHe's been making decisions, and giving me visions\nI don't know what it is, I can't stay alone\nThe Devil's taking control of me,\nhe's making me colder and he sits on my shoulder with a megaphone\nTrying to put a hex on Chris he's pressed to get me\nStressed feeling desolate, a pessimist and imma make you rest in piss\nI'm feeling vexed and I think I need an exorcist\nSomebody find me a catholic priest,\none with a reach that'll snatch the beast\nOut of my mind,\nit's a masterpiece when the Devil speaks and it has to cease\nDamn fool, his way's will get sprayed on this\nstake of dismay, I'll ixnay your itchbay so willingly\nWhen this rage is displayed they'll get fades in\nquick ways and dismay then wish they was killing me\nIn this heinous display of villainy, and it's becoming the norm\nAnd now when I look in the mirror I\ndon't see myself, I see something with horns\nIs it the Devil in Dickies, telling me shit he's riddling with me\nTaking control of my head again quickly,\nnow where I go you know Hell will come with me\nAnd I'm bringing twice the hell, you'll be a lifeless shell\nI can tell that I'm making you coward:\nbetter hope that the power of Christ compels\n\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nI am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\nThey say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nI am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\nThey say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\n\nI gotta stop what I've been doin' bitch\nCockin' a Glock to talk I shoot this shit\nYou do not want to watch how rifle rules with pricks\nWill I stop with rocky ride and ubers sick\nAnd a noggin droppin im just too persistent\nMy new doctrine God who I've been feudin with\nAnd a Profit God is awfully lucrative\nNosferatu got me losin it\nNow ive vibin daily on a producin tip\nNo sleep so I ain't losin shit\nSyke, im lyin' imma lose my 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Thumbin' through a through a cult teaching,\n  salt seasoned, halt reason discerning, I'm too determined too\n  I've been digging through the book because I heard it's what\n  it took, been looking everywhere 'could look to find answers\n  If the Devil could influence a third of the angels\n  who were in heaven with him how good are my chances?\n  I've perfected my dances in the pale\n  light of the moon, can only assume my antics\n  All the results are freedom that Father grants us,\n  the fruit that never falls too far from where the branch is\n  What I got is that I'm sick by the\n  false, switch up a thought to pick up a thought\n  Now look at the top flicking holy water on me and he lift up a cross\n  Forgive a false prophet who considered this nigga lost\n  Don't know if I'm tripping or not, wake up the block, forsaken I got\n  Just waiting for God to make a reappearence\n  Mentally shocked, the fakest could spot,\n  it's making me hot, I shake up a flock, they say it's evil 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JL & King Iso)","artistName":"C-Mob","albumName":"The Devil In Dickies","duration":358.948571,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nI am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\nThey say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nI am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\nThey say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\n\nHelp me I think I need to find a Bible\nIt's imperative for my survival\nThe way that I spend my time is vital\ncause the Devil takes over when my mind is idle\nHe's been making decisions, and giving me visions\nI don't know what it is, I can't stay alone\nThe Devil's taking control of me,\nhe's making me colder and he sits on my shoulder with a megaphone\nTrying to put a hex on Chris he's pressed to get me\nStressed feeling desolate, a pessimist and imma make you rest in piss\nI'm feeling vexed and I think I need an exorcist\nSomebody find me a catholic priest,\none with a reach that'll snatch the beast\nOut of my mind,\nit's a masterpiece when the Devil speaks and it has to cease\nDamn fool, his way's will get sprayed on this\nstake of dismay, I'll ixnay your itchbay so willingly\nWhen this rage is displayed they'll get fades in\nquick ways and dismay then wish they was killing me\nIn this heinous display of villainy, and it's becoming the norm\nAnd now when I look in the mirror I\ndon't see myself, I see something with horns\nIs it the Devil in Dickies, telling me shit he's riddling with me\nTaking control of my head again quickly,\nnow where I go you know Hell will come with me\nAnd I'm bringing twice the hell, you'll be a lifeless shell\nI can tell that I'm making you coward:\nbetter hope that the power of Christ compels\n\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nI am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\nThey say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nI am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\nThey say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\n\nI gotta stop what I've been doin' bitch\nCockin' a Glock to talk I shoot this shit\nYou do not want to watch how rifle rules with pricks\nWill I stop with rocky ride and ubers sick\nAnd a noggin droppin im just too persistent\nMy new doctrine God who I've been feudin with\nAnd a Profit God is awfully lucrative\nNosferatu got me losin it\nNow ive vibin daily on a producin tip\nNo sleep so I ain't losin shit\nSyke, im lyin' imma lose my shit\nHead in dark clouds where my medulla fit\nDoctor, Doctor I hear someone knockin'\nBut nobody's there and I'm like who is it?\nIve been watching for an angel,\nCharlie, I hope I make Lucy Lu and Luci switch\nFluoride enemy then giving me the blues your dick\nBlood full of hennesy and grenadine the gruesome mix\nThen I gotta hit the weed and nicotine I'm used to this\nSomeone intervene by giving me a crucifix\nI mean crew to fix, I mean cruise and fixed\nI mean demons ruinin' my music biz\nI mean if it wasn't for what hell had\ndid to me then probably not be doing this\nMe and my step brother C-mob\nNeed to detox\nLet the fluids drip\n'Cuz lately muthafuckas stressin\nAnd it burns like AC ivy\nThey say you would trip\nI don't really wanna kill nobody but I'll do this shit\nDevil tellin' me to fuck around make a ruger spit\nIf I really catch a body when I get inside and can't nobody\nstop me fuck it they'll be sorry devil made me do this shit\n\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nI am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\nThey say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nI am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\nThey say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\n\nThey say it's bad as I'm reading where is it leading is\nwhat I'm eating or seeing a reason for what I turned into\nCan I blame it on a evil catalyst stepping out of a\nsergeant status when he coming at us and I murder you\nStudying the theology ideologies theories full\nof hypocrisy I don't know if what I heard is true\nThumbin' through a through a cult teaching,\nsalt seasoned, halt reason discerning, I'm too determined too\nI've been digging through the book because I heard it's what\nit took, been looking everywhere 'could look to find answers\nIf the Devil could influence a third of the angels\nwho were in heaven with him how good are my chances?\nI've perfected my dances in the pale\nlight of the moon, can only assume my antics\nAll the results are freedom that Father grants us,\nthe fruit that never falls too far from where the branch is\nWhat I got is that I'm sick by the\nfalse, switch up a thought to pick up a thought\nNow look at the top flicking holy water on me and he lift up a cross\nForgive a false prophet who considered this nigga lost\nDon't know if I'm tripping or not, wake up the block, forsaken I got\nJust waiting for God to make a reappearence\nMentally shocked, the fakest could spot,\nit's making me hot, I shake up a flock, they say it's evil spirits\nBlessed to give him an exorcism to see what\nextra venom is exitin' him and then correctly kill em\nWe directly dealing with the director of\ndeath sending the demons to vex a villain\nThe church is collecting, feeling,\nget the extra leaning and belt,\npinning em to the back yelling \"be delivered!\"\nOff of whatever the pastor said to the symbol of the\ncrucifix pressed up against my head, i'm flashing red, collapse ahead\nThe Devil made me do it!\n\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nI am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\nThey say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nI am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\nThey say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Do What I Do (ft. JL & King Iso)\n  artist: C-Mob\n  album: The Devil In Dickies\n  duration_ms: 358949\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  I am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\n  They say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  I am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\n  They say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\n\n  Help me I think I need to find a Bible\n  It's imperative for my survival\n  The way that I spend my time is vital\n  cause the Devil takes over when my mind is idle\n  He's been making decisions, and giving me visions\n  I don't know what it is, I can't stay alone\n  The Devil's taking control of me,\n  he's making me colder and he sits on my shoulder with a megaphone\n  Trying to put a hex on Chris he's pressed to get me\n  Stressed feeling desolate, a pessimist and imma make you rest in piss\n  I'm feeling vexed and I think I need an exorcist\n  Somebody find me a catholic priest,\n  one with a reach that'll snatch the beast\n  Out of my mind,\n  it's a masterpiece when the Devil speaks and it has to cease\n  Damn fool, his way's will get sprayed on this\n  stake of dismay, I'll ixnay your itchbay so willingly\n  When this rage is displayed they'll get fades in\n  quick ways and dismay then wish they was killing me\n  In this heinous display of villainy, and it's becoming the norm\n  And now when I look in the mirror I\n  don't see myself, I see something with horns\n  Is it the Devil in Dickies, telling me shit he's riddling with me\n  Taking control of my head again quickly,\n  now where I go you know Hell will come with me\n  And I'm bringing twice the hell, you'll be a lifeless shell\n  I can tell that I'm making you coward:\n  better hope that the power of Christ compels\n\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  I am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\n  They say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  I am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\n  They say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\n\n  I gotta stop what I've been doin' bitch\n  Cockin' a Glock to talk I shoot this shit\n  You do not want to watch how rifle rules with pricks\n  Will I stop with rocky ride and ubers sick\n  And a noggin droppin im just too persistent\n  My new doctrine God who I've been feudin with\n  And a Profit God is awfully lucrative\n  Nosferatu got me losin it\n  Now ive vibin daily on a producin tip\n  No sleep so I ain't losin shit\n  Syke, im lyin' imma lose my shit\n  Head in dark clouds where my medulla fit\n  Doctor, Doctor I hear someone knockin'\n  But nobody's there and I'm like who is it?\n  Ive been watching for an angel,\n  Charlie, I hope I make Lucy Lu and Luci switch\n  Fluoride enemy then giving me the blues your dick\n  Blood full of hennesy and grenadine the gruesome mix\n  Then I gotta hit the weed and nicotine I'm used to this\n  Someone intervene by giving me a crucifix\n  I mean crew to fix, I mean cruise and fixed\n  I mean demons ruinin' my music biz\n  I mean if it wasn't for what hell had\n  did to me then probably not be doing this\n  Me and my step brother C-mob\n  Need to detox\n  Let the fluids drip\n  'Cuz lately muthafuckas stressin\n  And it burns like AC ivy\n  They say you would trip\n  I don't really wanna kill nobody but I'll do this shit\n  Devil tellin' me to fuck around make a ruger spit\n  If I really catch a body when I get inside and can't nobody\n  stop me fuck it they'll be sorry devil made me do this shit\n\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  I am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\n  They say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  I am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\n  They say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\n\n  They say it's bad as I'm reading where is it leading is\n  what I'm eating or seeing a reason for what I turned into\n  Can I blame it on a evil catalyst stepping out of a\n  sergeant status when he coming at us and I murder you\n  Studying the theology ideologies theories full\n  of hypocrisy I don't know if what I heard is true\n  Thumbin' through a through a cult teaching,\n  salt seasoned, halt reason discerning, I'm too determined too\n  I've been digging through the book because I heard it's what\n  it took, been looking everywhere 'could look to find answers\n  If the Devil could influence a third of the angels\n  who were in heaven with him how good are my chances?\n  I've perfected my dances in the pale\n  light of the moon, can only assume my antics\n  All the results are freedom that Father grants us,\n  the fruit that never falls too far from where the branch is\n  What I got is that I'm sick by the\n  false, switch up a thought to pick up a thought\n  Now look at the top flicking holy water on me and he lift up a cross\n  Forgive a false prophet who considered this nigga lost\n  Don't know if I'm tripping or not, wake up the block, forsaken I got\n  Just waiting for God to make a reappearence\n  Mentally shocked, the fakest could spot,\n  it's making me hot, I shake up a flock, they say it's evil spirits\n  Blessed to give him an exorcism to see what\n  extra venom is exitin' him and then correctly kill em\n  We directly dealing with the director of\n  death sending the demons to vex a villain\n  The church is collecting, feeling,\n  get the extra leaning and belt,\n  pinning em to the back yelling \"be delivered!\"\n  Off of whatever the pastor said to the symbol of the\n  crucifix pressed up against my head, i'm flashing red, collapse ahead\n  The Devil made me do it!\n\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  I am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\n  They say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  I am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\n  They say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\n"},{"id":6950146,"name":"Devil","trackName":"Devil","artistName":"King Iso feat. C-Mob & Twisted Insane","albumName":"Autophobia","duration":398.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"The homie asked me why I ain't been to church lately\nI told him it's a thin line between pimping and preaching\nYou feel me?\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nWe'll rock on back the mode I'm yelling unto\nIf God was black, then the Devil was too\nWas my son at, I will not launch back to the odd one's axe\nI'm a rebel on move\nI watch some act in a hellish young mood\nAnd I've done that, but I'm telling the youth\nTo not jump out of it when everyone do\nAnd god what have we let it come to?\nThe textbooks that everyone use\nIs all full of lies like in every um school\nI'm talking 'bout the bible that societies will print about variety\nAnd hide and seek everyone's truth\nSo if it is what I believe, I hold the world inside of me\nIt's all like verbal sodomy, I said it was too\nAnd woke is what you try to be but Luci got you wide asleep\nAnd knows the bible wiser than you ever, huh fool\nNow everybody searching for ya true form\nSomething to worship and do more\nAnd what he did to you is true war\nWhite black yellow blue or, a red being with two horns\nGuard ya newborns, 'cause when ya lost in a huge storm\nAnd all you have is ya memory of enemies that you swore\nWere being true until you're gone\nImagine how it would feel to be revealed to you that you were wrong\nThe beloved ballad of Babylon\nWritten way before cuneiform, they raise you on no Amazon\nCould decode the text, we know what's next\nThose who pose a threat on the motherland we travel on\nI pray for wisdom lord, give me more\nAnd leave me not to temptation when Satan's in many forms\nHow many weapons can a nigga form?\nWhen he use everything against me, I said this when I sung\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nDon't blame it on the devil, blame your own\nYou don't wanna hear that hang the phone\nUp when I say you're in the danger zone\nCuz God and the devil play the game of thrones\nI would rather reign in my lane alone\nThan be the same just a famous clone\nIf you say the devil is a liar better change your tone\nCuz I spit fire and the flames have grown\nTell me this don't you think it's odd\nPeople kill eachother in the name of God\nIf you preach hate then they applaud\nSeems like the whole religion things a fraud, a heinous job\nMainly to maim and rob\nAnd try to tame like you train a dog\nNow how many claim the squad\nAll the strangers nod\nCuz they're down with the brain and mob\nWhat's the definition of a devilish deed?\nSellin salvation for a hell of a fee?\nIf I don't tithe I guess hell'll get me, no relevancy\nJust malevolent greed meant to benefit the\nPeople on top could the evil just stop\nGod settle this please, that's when I heard a voice say\n\"You already know this is pimp game elementary\"\nNot saying all church is bad and it's a worthless fad\nBut take a look under the surface lad\nSome people be the first to grab\nAt anything thinkin it'll save em when it is the worst to have\nYou gotta watch for the devil,\nPreying on the weak, those in need, and the ones who wanna be free\nIt could be anybody, gotta keep your 3rd eye open...\nIt could even be me\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nAnd if I fall from grace like I ate everything up off my plate\nAnd scraped it all, I forgot to pray\nWill Hell be where I'm off to blaze\nFor an eternity, cause if so religion, I'ma walk away\nI've seen awful ways\nIt all correlates with these wars\nAnd many die 'fore they mark appraised\nCould turn beast with some more to say\nLord I put down my cross today\nI woke up and I lost my faith, I mean\nHow would you feel\nWhen you grow up in church and you're certain it's too real\nWatch that family kick out like a few bills\nAnd the church done upgraded, done made about two mil\nAnd ya bro can't afford to eat two meals\nAnd they tell you to pray so you do still\nJust to find out that others want you killed\nWould rather take a blue cross than a blue shield\nThe Devil got me shooting my neighbor\nFor not sharing beliefs, I'm using my banger, producing my anger\nThe serpent that came in my yard is enjoying the fruits of my labors\nLooking at my lady like you cannot save her\nBut you'll be the heroin and who is my taker\nI don't wanna get used to my haters\nFinally produce all my wages\nWhat if God was one of us, I'll take that verse\nJust to ooh-wee, no I can't say that word\nI'll put love in the Universe and make that heard\nI'm just a vessel for the creator so take that curse\nYou all try to consume me with\nIf we're made in God's image, then label me a humanist\nAnd if rap is the way that I'm proving it\nThen why they all calling it the Devil's music then\nI'm like\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nI'm doomed for the grave so I bang my thesis\nYou fear for ya death so you pray to Jesus\nAmazing you wasted ya days away\nYa changed the date the same thing reings in pieces\nAll for change of things, but you can't pay leases\nI push through the streets in my fake Adidas\nWhat I'm brazin'\nBut you the same person that believes that\nThe snake talked to Eve in the Garden of Eden\nBelieve in BS of hope if you want but Hell is\nOnly created to people in society will come to fear it\nAnd every time I talk about religion, people get so offended\nSo I don't mention 'cause people don't wanna hear it\nHere in the spirits and I don't mean to burst your\nBubble but I never understood why he look like thee\nWhen in Revelations chapter one verse fourteen\nThat motherfucka said a blood look like me\nThe way that y'all portray him, I'ma need I.D\nIt's funny how you people all change ya faces\nBrain erases time but you stay sedated\nAnd I ain't never really seen amazing graces\nAnd I ain't ever really seen the change of pace it's\nFucked if you that I can't relate with\nStay and wasted days in a hotel naked\nLooking up into the heavens thinking why I'm hated\nAnother day, another let down trip\nHomie just lost his house and his kids\nThat's real some days I,\nLook up in the mirror and think, I don't really wanna live\nAnd with so many different types of religion and\nDifferent types of repentin', then how am I to even pick?\nI mean someone tell me, what it really is\n\nIt's a thin line between pimping and preaching...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Devil\n  artist: King Iso feat. C-Mob & Twisted Insane\n  album: Autophobia\n  duration_ms: 398000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  The homie asked me why I ain't been to church lately\n  I told him it's a thin line between pimping and preaching\n  You feel me?\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  We'll rock on back the mode I'm yelling unto\n  If God was black, then the Devil was too\n  Was my son at, I will not launch back to the odd one's axe\n  I'm a rebel on move\n  I watch some act in a hellish young mood\n  And I've done that, but I'm telling the youth\n  To not jump out of it when everyone do\n  And god what have we let it come to?\n  The textbooks that everyone use\n  Is all full of lies like in every um school\n  I'm talking 'bout the bible that societies will print about variety\n  And hide and seek everyone's truth\n  So if it is what I believe, I hold the world inside of me\n  It's all like verbal sodomy, I said it was too\n  And woke is what you try to be but Luci got you wide asleep\n  And knows the bible wiser than you ever, huh fool\n  Now everybody searching for ya true form\n  Something to worship and do more\n  And what he did to you is true war\n  White black yellow blue or, a red being with two horns\n  Guard ya newborns, 'cause when ya lost in a huge storm\n  And all you have is ya memory of enemies that you swore\n  Were being true until you're gone\n  Imagine how it would feel to be revealed to you that you were wrong\n  The beloved ballad of Babylon\n  Written way before cuneiform, they raise you on no Amazon\n  Could decode the text, we know what's next\n  Those who pose a threat on the motherland we travel on\n  I pray for wisdom lord, give me more\n  And leave me not to temptation when Satan's in many forms\n  How many weapons can a nigga form?\n  When he use everything against me, I said this when I sung\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  Don't blame it on the devil, blame your own\n  You don't wanna hear that hang the phone\n  Up when I say you're in the danger zone\n  Cuz God and the devil play the game of thrones\n  I would rather reign in my lane alone\n  Than be the same just a famous clone\n  If you say the devil is a liar better change your tone\n  Cuz I spit fire and the flames have grown\n  Tell me this don't you think it's odd\n  People kill eachother in the name of God\n  If you preach hate then they applaud\n  Seems like the whole religion things a fraud, a heinous job\n  Mainly to maim and rob\n  And try to tame like you train a dog\n  Now how many claim the squad\n  All the strangers nod\n  Cuz they're down with the brain and mob\n  What's the definition of a devilish deed?\n  Sellin salvation for a hell of a fee?\n  If I don't tithe I guess hell'll get me, no relevancy\n  Just malevolent greed meant to benefit the\n  People on top could the evil just stop\n  God settle this please, that's when I heard a voice say\n  \"You already know this is pimp game elementary\"\n  Not saying all church is bad and it's a worthless fad\n  But take a look under the surface lad\n  Some people be the first to grab\n  At anything thinkin it'll save em when it is the worst to have\n  You gotta watch for the devil,\n  Preying on the weak, those in need, and the ones who wanna be free\n  It could be anybody, gotta keep your 3rd eye open...\n  It could even be me\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  And if I fall from grace like I ate everything up off my plate\n  And scraped it all, I forgot to pray\n  Will Hell be where I'm off to blaze\n  For an eternity, cause if so religion, I'ma walk away\n  I've seen awful ways\n  It all correlates with these wars\n  And many die 'fore they mark appraised\n  Could turn beast with some more to say\n  Lord I put down my cross today\n  I woke up and I lost my faith, I mean\n  How would you feel\n  When you grow up in church and you're certain it's too real\n  Watch that family kick out like a few bills\n  And the church done upgraded, done made about two mil\n  And ya bro can't afford to eat two meals\n  And they tell you to pray so you do still\n  Just to find out that others want you killed\n  Would rather take a blue cross than a blue shield\n  The Devil got me shooting my neighbor\n  For not sharing beliefs, I'm using my banger, producing my anger\n  The serpent that came in my yard is enjoying the fruits of my labors\n  Looking at my lady like you cannot save her\n  But you'll be the heroin and who is my taker\n  I don't wanna get used to my haters\n  Finally produce all my wages\n  What if God was one of us, I'll take that verse\n  Just to ooh-wee, no I can't say that word\n  I'll put love in the Universe and make that heard\n  I'm just a vessel for the creator so take that curse\n  You all try to consume me with\n  If we're made in God's image, then label me a humanist\n  And if rap is the way that I'm proving it\n  Then why they all calling it the Devil's music then\n  I'm like\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  I'm doomed for the grave so I bang my thesis\n  You fear for ya death so you pray to Jesus\n  Amazing you wasted ya days away\n  Ya changed the date the same thing reings in pieces\n  All for change of things, but you can't pay leases\n  I push through the streets in my fake Adidas\n  What I'm brazin'\n  But you the same person that believes that\n  The snake talked to Eve in the Garden of Eden\n  Believe in BS of hope if you want but Hell is\n  Only created to people in society will come to fear it\n  And every time I talk about religion, people get so offended\n  So I don't mention 'cause people don't wanna hear it\n  Here in the spirits and I don't mean to burst your\n  Bubble but I never understood why he look like thee\n  When in Revelations chapter one verse fourteen\n  That motherfucka said a blood look like me\n  The way that y'all portray him, I'ma need I.D\n  It's funny how you people all change ya faces\n  Brain erases time but you stay sedated\n  And I ain't never really seen amazing graces\n  And I ain't ever really seen the change of pace it's\n  Fucked if you that I can't relate with\n  Stay and wasted days in a hotel naked\n  Looking up into the heavens thinking why I'm hated\n  Another day, another let down trip\n  Homie just lost his house and his kids\n  That's real some days I,\n  Look up in the mirror and think, I don't really wanna live\n  And with so many different types of religion and\n  Different types of repentin', then how am I to even pick?\n  I mean someone tell me, what it really is\n\n  It's a thin line between pimping and preaching...\n"},{"id":17734279,"name":"Do What I Do","trackName":"Do What I Do","artistName":"C‐Mob; JL; King Iso","albumName":"The Devil in Dickies","duration":359.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nI am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\nThey say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe 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fades in\nquick ways and dismay then wish they was killing me\nIn this heinous display of villainy, and it's becoming the norm\nAnd now when I look in the mirror I\ndon't see myself, I see something with horns\nIs it the Devil in Dickies, telling me shit he's riddling with me\nTaking control of my head again quickly,\nnow where I go you know Hell will come with me\nAnd I'm bringing twice the hell, you'll be a lifeless shell\nI can tell that I'm making you coward:\nbetter hope that the power of Christ compels\n\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nI am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\nThey say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nI am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\nThey say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\n\nI gotta stop what I've been doin' bitch\nCockin' a Glock to talk I shoot this shit\nYou do not want to watch how rifle rules with pricks\nWill I stop with rocky ride and ubers sick\nAnd a noggin droppin im just too persistent\nMy new doctrine God who I've been feudin with\nAnd a Profit God is awfully lucrative\nNosferatu got me losin it\nNow ive vibin daily on a producin tip\nNo sleep so I ain't losin shit\nSyke, im lyin' imma lose my shit\nHead in dark clouds where my medulla fit\nDoctor, Doctor I hear someone knockin'\nBut nobody's there and I'm like who is it?\nIve been watching for an angel,\nCharlie, I hope I make Lucy Lu and Luci switch\nFluoride enemy then giving me the blues your dick\nBlood full of hennesy and grenadine the gruesome mix\nThen I gotta hit the weed and nicotine I'm used to this\nSomeone intervene by giving me a crucifix\nI mean crew to fix, I mean cruise and fixed\nI mean demons ruinin' my music biz\nI mean if it wasn't for what hell had\ndid to me then probably not be doing this\nMe and my step brother C-mob\nNeed to detox\nLet the fluids drip\n'Cuz lately muthafuckas stressin\nAnd it burns like AC ivy\nThey say you would trip\nI don't really wanna kill nobody but I'll do this shit\nDevil tellin' me to fuck around make a ruger spit\nIf I really catch a body when I get inside and can't nobody\nstop me fuck it they'll be sorry devil made me do this shit\n\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nI am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\nThey say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nI am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\nThey say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\n\nThey say it's bad as 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a false prophet who considered this nigga lost\nDon't know if I'm tripping or not, wake up the block, forsaken I got\nJust waiting for God to make a reappearence\nMentally shocked, the fakest could spot,\nit's making me hot, I shake up a flock, they say it's evil spirits\nBlessed to give him an exorcism to see what\nextra venom is exitin' him and then correctly kill em\nWe directly dealing with the director of\ndeath sending the demons to vex a villain\nThe church is collecting, feeling,\nget the extra leaning and belt,\npinning em to the back yelling \"be delivered!\"\nOff of whatever the pastor said to the symbol of the\ncrucifix pressed up against my head, i'm flashing red, collapse ahead\nThe Devil made me do it!\n\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nI am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\nThey say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nI am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\nThey say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Do What I Do\n  artist: C‐Mob; JL; King Iso\n  album: The Devil in Dickies\n  duration_ms: 359000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  I am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\n  They say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  I am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\n  They say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\n\n  Help me I think I need to find a Bible\n  It's imperative for my survival\n  The way that I spend my time is vital\n  cause the Devil takes over when my mind is idle\n  He's been making decisions, and giving me visions\n  I don't know what it is, I can't stay alone\n  The Devil's taking control of me,\n  he's making me colder and he sits on my shoulder with a megaphone\n  Trying to put a hex on Chris he's pressed to get me\n  Stressed feeling desolate, a pessimist and imma make you rest in piss\n  I'm feeling vexed and I think I need an exorcist\n  Somebody find me a catholic priest,\n  one with a reach that'll snatch the beast\n  Out of my mind,\n  it's a masterpiece when the Devil speaks and it has to cease\n  Damn fool, his way's will get sprayed on this\n  stake of dismay, I'll ixnay your itchbay so willingly\n  When this rage is displayed they'll get fades in\n  quick ways and dismay then wish they was killing me\n  In this heinous display of villainy, and it's becoming the norm\n  And now when I look in the mirror I\n  don't see myself, I see something with horns\n  Is it the Devil in Dickies, telling me shit he's riddling with me\n  Taking control of my head again quickly,\n  now where I go you know Hell will come with me\n  And I'm bringing twice the hell, you'll be a lifeless shell\n  I can tell that I'm making you coward:\n  better hope that the power of Christ compels\n\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  I am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\n  They say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  I am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\n  They say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\n\n  I gotta stop what I've been doin' bitch\n  Cockin' a Glock to talk I shoot this shit\n  You do not want to watch how rifle rules with pricks\n  Will I stop with rocky ride and ubers sick\n  And a noggin droppin im just too persistent\n  My new doctrine God who I've been feudin with\n  And a Profit God is awfully lucrative\n  Nosferatu got me losin it\n  Now ive vibin daily on a producin tip\n  No sleep so I ain't losin shit\n  Syke, im lyin' imma lose my shit\n  Head in dark clouds where my medulla fit\n  Doctor, Doctor I hear someone knockin'\n  But nobody's there and I'm like who is it?\n  Ive been watching for an angel,\n  Charlie, I hope I make Lucy Lu and Luci switch\n  Fluoride enemy then giving me the blues your dick\n  Blood full of hennesy and grenadine the gruesome mix\n  Then I gotta hit the weed and nicotine I'm used to this\n  Someone intervene by giving me a crucifix\n  I mean crew to fix, I mean cruise and fixed\n  I mean demons ruinin' my music biz\n  I mean if it wasn't for what hell had\n  did to me then probably not be doing this\n  Me and my step brother C-mob\n  Need to detox\n  Let the fluids drip\n  'Cuz lately muthafuckas stressin\n  And it burns like AC ivy\n  They say you would trip\n  I don't really wanna kill nobody but I'll do this shit\n  Devil tellin' me to fuck around make a ruger spit\n  If I really catch a body when I get inside and can't nobody\n  stop me fuck it they'll be sorry devil made me do this shit\n\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  I am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\n  They say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  I am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\n  They say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\n\n 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flicking holy water on me and he lift up a cross\n  Forgive a false prophet who considered this nigga lost\n  Don't know if I'm tripping or not, wake up the block, forsaken I got\n  Just waiting for God to make a reappearence\n  Mentally shocked, the fakest could spot,\n  it's making me hot, I shake up a flock, they say it's evil spirits\n  Blessed to give him an exorcism to see what\n  extra venom is exitin' him and then correctly kill em\n  We directly dealing with the director of\n  death sending the demons to vex a villain\n  The church is collecting, feeling,\n  get the extra leaning and belt,\n  pinning em to the back yelling \"be delivered!\"\n  Off of whatever the pastor said to the symbol of the\n  crucifix pressed up against my head, i'm flashing red, collapse ahead\n  The Devil made me do it!\n\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  I am askew with my views 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megaphone\nTrying to put a hex on Chris he's pressed to get me\nStressed feeling desolate, a pessimist and imma make you rest in piss\nI'm feeling vexed and I think I need an exorcist\nSomebody find me a catholic priest,\none with a reach that'll snatch the beast\nOut of my mind,\nit's a masterpiece when the Devil speaks and it has to cease\nDamn fool, his way's will get sprayed on this\nstake of dismay, I'll ixnay your itchbay so willingly\nWhen this rage is displayed they'll get fades in\nquick ways and dismay then wish they was killing me\nIn this heinous display of villainy, and it's becoming the norm\nAnd now when I look in the mirror I\ndon't see myself, I see something with horns\nIs it the Devil in Dickies, telling me shit he's riddling with me\nTaking control of my head again quickly,\nnow where I go you know Hell will come with me\nAnd I'm bringing twice the hell, you'll be a lifeless shell\nI can tell that I'm making you coward:\nbetter hope that the power of Christ 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clouds where my medulla fit\nDoctor, Doctor I hear someone knockin'\nBut nobody's there and I'm like who is it?\nIve been watching for an angel,\nCharlie, I hope I make Lucy Lu and Luci switch\nFluoride enemy then giving me the blues your dick\nBlood full of hennesy and grenadine the gruesome mix\nThen I gotta hit the weed and nicotine I'm used to this\nSomeone intervene by giving me a crucifix\nI mean crew to fix, I mean cruise and fixed\nI mean demons ruinin' my music biz\nI mean if it wasn't for what hell had\ndid to me then probably not be doing this\nMe and my step brother C-mob\nNeed to detox\nLet the fluids drip\n'Cuz lately muthafuckas stressin\nAnd it burns like AC ivy\nThey say you would trip\nI don't really wanna kill nobody but I'll do this shit\nDevil tellin' me to fuck around make a ruger spit\nIf I really catch a body when I get inside and can't nobody\nstop me fuck it they'll be sorry devil made me do this shit\n\nThe Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\nThe 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'could look to find answers\nIf the Devil could influence a third of the angels\nwho were in heaven with him how good are my chances?\nI've perfected my dances in the pale\nlight of the moon, can only assume my antics\nAll the results are freedom that Father grants us,\nthe fruit that never falls too far from where the branch is\nWhat I got is that I'm sick by the\nfalse, switch up a thought to pick up a thought\nNow look at the top flicking holy water on me and he lift up a cross\nForgive a false prophet who considered this nigga lost\nDon't know if I'm tripping or not, wake up the block, forsaken I got\nJust waiting for God to make a reappearence\nMentally shocked, the fakest could spot,\nit's making me hot, I shake up a flock, they say it's evil spirits\nBlessed to give him an exorcism to see what\nextra venom is exitin' him and then correctly kill em\nWe directly dealing with the director of\ndeath sending the demons to vex a villain\nThe church is collecting, feeling,\nget the 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JL & King Iso\n  album: The Devil in Dickies\n  duration_ms: 358000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  I am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\n  They say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  I am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\n  They say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\n\n  Help me I think I need to find a Bible\n  It's imperative for my survival\n  The way that I spend my time is vital\n  cause the Devil takes over when my mind is idle\n  He's been making decisions, and giving me visions\n  I don't know what it is, I can't stay alone\n  The Devil's taking control of me,\n  he's making me colder and he sits on my shoulder with a megaphone\n  Trying to put a hex on Chris he's pressed to get me\n  Stressed feeling desolate, a pessimist and imma make you rest in piss\n  I'm feeling vexed and I think I need an exorcist\n  Somebody find me a catholic priest,\n  one with a reach that'll snatch the beast\n  Out of my mind,\n  it's a masterpiece when the Devil speaks and it has to cease\n  Damn fool, his way's will get sprayed on this\n  stake of dismay, I'll ixnay your itchbay so willingly\n  When this rage is displayed they'll get fades in\n  quick ways and dismay then wish they was killing me\n  In this heinous display of villainy, and it's becoming the norm\n  And now when I look in the mirror I\n  don't see myself, I see something with horns\n  Is it the Devil in Dickies, telling me shit he's riddling with me\n  Taking control of my head again quickly,\n  now where I go you know Hell will come with me\n  And I'm bringing twice the hell, you'll be a lifeless shell\n  I can tell that I'm making you coward:\n  better hope that the power of Christ compels\n\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  I am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\n  They say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  I am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\n  They say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\n\n  I gotta stop what I've been doin' bitch\n  Cockin' a Glock to talk I shoot this shit\n  You do not want to watch how rifle rules with pricks\n  Will I stop with rocky ride and ubers sick\n  And a noggin droppin im just too persistent\n  My new doctrine God who I've been feudin with\n  And a Profit God is awfully lucrative\n  Nosferatu got me losin it\n  Now ive vibin daily on a producin tip\n  No sleep so I ain't losin shit\n  Syke, im lyin' imma lose my shit\n  Head in dark clouds where my medulla fit\n  Doctor, Doctor I hear someone knockin'\n  But nobody's there and I'm like who is it?\n  Ive been watching for an angel,\n  Charlie, I hope I make Lucy Lu and Luci switch\n  Fluoride enemy then giving me the blues your dick\n  Blood full of hennesy and grenadine the gruesome mix\n  Then I gotta hit the weed and nicotine I'm used to this\n  Someone intervene by giving me a crucifix\n  I mean crew to fix, I mean cruise and fixed\n  I mean demons ruinin' my music biz\n  I mean if it wasn't for what hell had\n  did to me then probably not be doing this\n  Me and my step brother C-mob\n  Need to detox\n  Let the fluids drip\n  'Cuz lately muthafuckas stressin\n  And it burns like AC ivy\n  They say you would trip\n  I don't really wanna kill nobody but I'll do this shit\n  Devil tellin' me to fuck around make a ruger spit\n  If I really catch a body when I get inside and can't nobody\n  stop me fuck it they'll be sorry devil made me do this shit\n\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  I am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\n  They say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  I am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\n  They say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\n\n  They say it's bad as I'm reading where is it leading is\n  what I'm eating or seeing a reason for what I turned into\n  Can I blame it on a evil catalyst stepping out of a\n  sergeant status when he coming at us and I murder you\n  Studying the theology ideologies theories full\n  of hypocrisy I don't know if what I heard is true\n  Thumbin' through a through a cult teaching,\n  salt seasoned, halt reason discerning, I'm too determined too\n  I've been digging through the book because I heard it's what\n  it took, been looking everywhere 'could look to find answers\n  If the Devil could influence a third of the angels\n  who were in heaven with him how good are my chances?\n  I've perfected my dances in the pale\n  light of the moon, can only assume my antics\n  All the results are freedom that Father grants us,\n  the fruit that never falls too far from where the branch is\n  What I got is that I'm sick by the\n  false, switch up a thought to pick up a thought\n  Now look at the top flicking holy water on me and he lift up a cross\n  Forgive a false prophet who considered this nigga lost\n  Don't know if I'm tripping or not, wake up the block, forsaken I got\n  Just waiting for God to make a reappearence\n  Mentally shocked, the fakest could spot,\n  it's making me hot, I shake up a flock, they say it's evil spirits\n  Blessed to give him an exorcism to see what\n  extra venom is exitin' him and then correctly kill em\n  We directly dealing with the director of\n  death sending the demons to vex a villain\n  The church is collecting, feeling,\n  get the extra leaning and belt,\n  pinning em to the back yelling \"be delivered!\"\n  Off of whatever the pastor said to the symbol of the\n  crucifix pressed up against my head, i'm flashing red, collapse ahead\n  The Devil made me do it!\n\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  I am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\n  They say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  The Devil made me do it (Why do I do what I do)\n  I am askew with my views and I'm losing my screws\n  They say it's the Devil's influence and I am assuming it's true\n"},{"id":16264741,"name":"Devil (feat. C Mob & Twisted Insane)","trackName":"Devil (feat. C Mob & Twisted Insane)","artistName":"King Iso, C-Mob, Twisted Insane","albumName":"Autophobia","duration":398.135425,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"The homie asked me why I ain't been to church lately\nI told him it's a thin line between pimping and preaching\nYou feel me?\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nWe'll rock on back the mode I'm yelling unto\nIf God was black, then the Devil was too\nWas my son at, I will not launch back to the odd one's axe\nI'm a rebel on move\nI watch some act in a hellish young mood\nAnd I've done that, but I'm telling the youth\nTo not jump out of it when everyone do\nAnd god what have we let it come to?\nThe textbooks that everyone use\nIs all full of lies like in every um school\nI'm talking 'bout the bible that societies will print about variety\nAnd hide and seek everyone's truth\nSo if it is what I believe, I hold the world inside of me\nIt's all like verbal sodomy, I said it was too\nAnd woke is what you try to be but Luci got you wide asleep\nAnd knows the bible wiser than you ever, huh fool\nNow everybody searching for ya true form\nSomething to worship and do more\nAnd what he did to you is true war\nWhite black yellow blue or, a red being with two horns\nGuard ya newborns, 'cause when ya lost in a huge storm\nAnd all you have is ya memory of enemies that you swore\nWere being true until you're gone\nImagine how it would feel to be revealed to you that you were wrong\nThe beloved ballad of Babylon\nWritten way before cuneiform, they raise you on no Amazon\nCould be code to text, we know what's next\nThose who pose a threat on the motherland we travel on\nI pray for wisdom lord, give me more\nAnd leave me not to temptation when Satan's in many forms\nHow many weapons can a nigga form?\nWhen he use everything against me, I said this when I sung\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nDon't blame it on the devil, blame your own\nYou don't wanna hear that hang the phone\nUp when I say you're in the danger zone\nCuz God and the devil play the game of thrones\nI would rather reign in my lane alone\nThan be the same just a famous clone\nIf you say the devil is a liar better change your tone\nCuz I spit fire and the flames have grown\nTell me this don't you think it's odd\nPeople kill eachother in the name of God\nIf you preach hate then they applaud\nSeems like the whole religion things a fraud, a heinous job\nMainly to maim and rob\nAnd try to tame like you train a dog\nHow many claim the squad\nAll the strangers nod\nCuz they're down with the brain and mob\nWhat's the definition of a devilish deed?\nSellin salvation for a hell of a fee?\nIf I don't tithe I guess hell'll get me, no relevancy\nJust malevolent greed meant to benefit the\nPeople on top could the evil just stop\nGod settle this please, that's when I heard a voice say\n\"You already know this is pimp game elementary\"\nNot saying all church is bad and it's a worthless fad\nBut take a look under the surface lad\nSome people be the first to grab\nAt anything thinkin it'll save em when it is the worst to have\nYou gotta watch for the devil, preying on the weak, those in need, and the ones who wanna be free\nIt could be anybody, gotta keep your 3rd eye open...\nIt could even be me\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nAnd if I fall from grace like I ate everything up off my plate\nAnd scraped it all, I forgot to pray\nWill Hell be where I'm off to blaze\nFor an eternity, cause if so religion, I'ma walk away\nI've seen awful ways\nIt all correlates with these wars and many die 'fore they mark appraised\nCould turn beast with some more to say\nLord I put down my cross today\nI woke up and I lost my faith, I mean\nHow would you feel\nWhen you grow up in church and you're certain it's too real\nWatch that family kick out like a few bills\nAnd the church done upgraded, done made about two mil\nAnd ya bro can't afford to eat two meals\nAnd they tell you the person you do steal\nJust to find out that others want you killed\nWould rather take a blue cross than a blue shield\nThe Devil got me shooting my neighbor\nFor not sharing beliefs, I'm using my banger, producing my anger\nThe serpent that came in my yard is enjoying the fruits of my labors\nLooking at my lady like you cannot save her\nBut you'll be the heroin and who is my taker\nI don't wanna get used to my haters\nFinally produce all my wages\nWhat if God was one of us, I'll take that verse\nJust to ooh-wee, no I can't say that word\nI'll put love in the Universe and make that heard\nI'm just a vessel for the creator so take that curse\nYou all try to consume me with\nIf we're made in God's image, then label me a humanist\nAnd if rap is the way that I'm proving it\nThen why they all calling it the Devil's music then\nI'm like\n\nHey you\nYou with your head in the clouds\nYou've been running around on the tightropes\nYou found in the minds of the weak\nYou seek to speak with fire on your tongue\nFlames on your lungs\nYour bow has stung many sweethearts\n\nI'm doomed for the grave so I bang my thesis\nYou fear for ya death so you pray to Jesus\nAmazing you wasted ya days away\nYa changed the date the same thing reings in pieces\nAll for change of things, but you can't pay leases\nI push through the streets in my fake Adidas\nWhat I'm brazin'\nBut you the same person that believes that the snake talked to Eve in the Garden of Eden\nBelieve in BS of hope if you want but Hell is only created to people in society will come to fear it\nAnd every time I talk about religion, people get so offended\nSo I don't mention 'cause people don't wanna hear it\nHere in the spirits and I don't mean to burst your bubble but I never understood why he look like thee\nWhen in Revelations chapter one verse fourteen\nThat motherfucka said a blood look like me\nThe way that y'all portray him, I'ma need I.D\nIt's funny how you people all change ya faces\nBrain erases time but you stay sedated\nAnd I ain't never really seen amazing graces\nAnd I ain't ever really seen the change of pace it's\nFucked if you that I can't relate with\nStay and wasted days in a hotel naked\nLooking up into the heavens thinking why I'm hated\nAnother day, another let down trip\nHomie just lost his house and his kids\nThat's real some days I, look up in the mirror and think, I don't really wanna live\nAnd with so many different types of religion and different types of repentin', then how am I to even pick?\nI mean someone tell me, what it really is\n\nIt's a thin line between pimping and preaching...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Devil (feat. C Mob & Twisted Insane)\n  artist: King Iso, C-Mob, Twisted Insane\n  album: Autophobia\n  duration_ms: 398135\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  The homie asked me why I ain't been to church lately\n  I told him it's a thin line between pimping and preaching\n  You feel me?\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  We'll rock on back the mode I'm yelling unto\n  If God was black, then the Devil was too\n  Was my son at, I will not launch back to the odd one's axe\n  I'm a rebel on move\n  I watch some act in a hellish young mood\n  And I've done that, but I'm telling the youth\n  To not jump out of it when everyone do\n  And god what have we let it come to?\n  The textbooks that everyone use\n  Is all full of lies like in every um school\n  I'm talking 'bout the bible that societies will print about variety\n  And hide and seek everyone's truth\n  So if it is what I believe, I hold the world inside of me\n  It's all like verbal sodomy, I said it was too\n  And woke is what you try to be but Luci got you wide asleep\n  And knows the bible wiser than you ever, huh fool\n  Now everybody searching for ya true form\n  Something to worship and do more\n  And what he did to you is true war\n  White black yellow blue or, a red being with two horns\n  Guard ya newborns, 'cause when ya lost in a huge storm\n  And all you have is ya memory of enemies that you swore\n  Were being true until you're gone\n  Imagine how it would feel to be revealed to you that you were wrong\n  The beloved ballad of Babylon\n  Written way before cuneiform, they raise you on no Amazon\n  Could be code to text, we know what's next\n  Those who pose a threat on the motherland we travel on\n  I pray for wisdom lord, give me more\n  And leave me not to temptation when Satan's in many forms\n  How many weapons can a nigga form?\n  When he use everything against me, I said this when I sung\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  Don't blame it on the devil, blame your own\n  You don't wanna hear that hang the phone\n  Up when I say you're in the danger zone\n  Cuz God and the devil play the game of thrones\n  I would rather reign in my lane alone\n  Than be the same just a famous clone\n  If you say the devil is a liar better change your tone\n  Cuz I spit fire and the flames have grown\n  Tell me this don't you think it's odd\n  People kill eachother in the name of God\n  If you preach hate then they applaud\n  Seems like the whole religion things a fraud, a heinous job\n  Mainly to maim and rob\n  And try to tame like you train a dog\n  How many claim the squad\n  All the strangers nod\n  Cuz they're down with the brain and mob\n  What's the definition of a devilish deed?\n  Sellin salvation for a hell of a fee?\n  If I don't tithe I guess hell'll get me, no relevancy\n  Just malevolent greed meant to benefit the\n  People on top could the evil just stop\n  God settle this please, that's when I heard a voice say\n  \"You already know this is pimp game elementary\"\n  Not saying all church is bad and it's a worthless fad\n  But take a look under the surface lad\n  Some people be the first to grab\n  At anything thinkin it'll save em when it is the worst to have\n  You gotta watch for the devil, preying on the weak, those in need, and the ones who wanna be free\n  It could be anybody, gotta keep your 3rd eye open...\n  It could even be me\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  And if I fall from grace like I ate everything up off my plate\n  And scraped it all, I forgot to pray\n  Will Hell be where I'm off to blaze\n  For an eternity, cause if so religion, I'ma walk away\n  I've seen awful ways\n  It all correlates with these wars and many die 'fore they mark appraised\n  Could turn beast with some more to say\n  Lord I put down my cross today\n  I woke up and I lost my faith, I mean\n  How would you feel\n  When you grow up in church and you're certain it's too real\n  Watch that family kick out like a few bills\n  And the church done upgraded, done made about two mil\n  And ya bro can't afford to eat two meals\n  And they tell you the person you do steal\n  Just to find out that others want you killed\n  Would rather take a blue cross than a blue shield\n  The Devil got me shooting my neighbor\n  For not sharing beliefs, I'm using my banger, producing my anger\n  The serpent that came in my yard is enjoying the fruits of my labors\n  Looking at my lady like you cannot save her\n  But you'll be the heroin and who is my taker\n  I don't wanna get used to my haters\n  Finally produce all my wages\n  What if God was one of us, I'll take that verse\n  Just to ooh-wee, no I can't say that word\n  I'll put love in the Universe and make that heard\n  I'm just a vessel for the creator so take that curse\n  You all try to consume me with\n  If we're made in God's image, then label me a humanist\n  And if rap is the way that I'm proving it\n  Then why they all calling it the Devil's music then\n  I'm like\n\n  Hey you\n  You with your head in the clouds\n  You've been running around on the tightropes\n  You found in the minds of the weak\n  You seek to speak with fire on your tongue\n  Flames on your lungs\n  Your bow has stung many sweethearts\n\n  I'm doomed for the grave so I bang my thesis\n  You fear for ya death so you pray to Jesus\n  Amazing you wasted ya days away\n  Ya changed the date the same thing reings in pieces\n  All for change of things, but you can't pay leases\n  I push through the streets in my fake Adidas\n  What I'm brazin'\n  But you the same person that believes that the snake talked to Eve in the Garden of Eden\n  Believe in BS of hope if you want but Hell is only created to people in society will come to fear it\n  And every time I talk about religion, people get so offended\n  So I don't mention 'cause people don't wanna hear it\n  Here in the spirits and I don't mean to burst your bubble but I never understood why he look like thee\n  When in Revelations chapter one verse fourteen\n  That motherfucka said a blood look like me\n  The way that y'all portray him, I'ma need I.D\n  It's funny how you people all change ya faces\n  Brain erases time but you stay sedated\n  And I ain't never really seen amazing graces\n  And I ain't ever really seen the change of pace it's\n  Fucked if you that I can't relate with\n  Stay and wasted days in a hotel naked\n  Looking up into the heavens thinking why I'm hated\n  Another day, another let down trip\n  Homie just lost his house and his kids\n  That's real some days I, look up in the mirror and think, I don't really wanna live\n  And with so many different types of religion and different types of repentin', then how am I to even pick?\n  I mean someone tell me, what it really is\n\n  It's a thin line between pimping and preaching...\n"}]