Lucifer

I happen to believe in life after death But I dont think it's got a thing to do with reward and punishment Religion is always in the control business Uh... and that's something people don't really understand It's... it's in the guilt-producing control business I have visions of my death Made true by the wrath of men who have the stench of 400 years Asphyxiating in every stranded poor The more hatred the more death The more die the more hate The great evil is upon us And if you have Heaven as a place where you rewarded for your goodness And Hell is a place where you're punished for your evil Then you sort of... have control of the population And so they create this fiery place which has quite literally scared the hell out of a lot of people throughout this industry And it's part of a control tactic But wait a minute, you're saying that Hell The idea of a place under the earth or somewhere where you're tormented for an eternity is a human invention of the church And the church fired its furnaces hotter than anybody else The church doesn't like for people to grow up Because you can't control grownups Middle of the night I hear somebody at the window and I'm wide awake Grab the heater out the closet moving down the hall and looking for my kids Woke 'em up and told 'em, "Do not make a sound. Somebody in the kitchen Daddy got a whip and ain't nobody steppin' to you baby. Hurry up. I don't know who it is Get ya shit, then get to tippy-toeing down the staircase with a scared face And if anybody tries to come and get you, I'ma shoot 'em right up in the lung Meet you bottom of the stairs." Nobody was there "Hide behind a chair. If anyone come or I don't make it back in a couple of minutes, go ahead and run." I begun Walking up into my kitchen looking for my sons Heard a click clack, turned around, that's when I saw the triv Some motherfucker with a mask on had my son tied up Laughing with a millimeter pointed at him "I'ma put the gun down. Let him live. Don't trip I got money, you can have it all Hop up in the whip, ride away and I won't say a motherfucking word to another soul about this." The harder man'll roll. Take a nigga hollow. what you want? I got a rig I ain't even be in. What you want you gotta come and get it. Take a nigga's whole shit." I got... I got AK-47s in the freezer I ain't finna tell him bout the heaters or the millimeter in the speaker He's peeking in the hallway Knowing my daughter's right there hiding behind a chair, all I really care is these motherfuckers don't see her I need her Get to walking up the stairs and my son's still In the kitchen with the masked man and his hand stands on the gun still Took 'em right up in the room, told a nigga wait, opened up the safe, I don't really give a shit about the money but it won't be funny if a nigga son's killed Be frugal, gucci Snake a nigga like I'm Lucci Get a nigga like he did himself on a wind-chime like I'm Bruce Lee Someone gotta pinch a nigga, I don't know if shit is real Fuck a dollar bill, feeling like I'm in a nightmare but I'm right there in a movie Yours truly Never underestimate a motherfucker like me I ain't got no kind of friends If I was in the pin then ain't nobody write me I ain't ever believe in Jesus, even if I did, what I'm about to do to these two motherfuckers in my house'll make a (?) come and spite me I'm... (Because you can't control grownups) I'm Lucifer I'm the devil in the flesh Demons follow every time I'ma make it to your house (?) Pull up with a black mask, put 'em in the back, my niggas killer wicked, I'm Lucifer I'm the devil in the flesh Demons follow every time I'ma make it to your house (?) Pull up with a black mask, put 'em in the back, my niggas killer wicked, I'm Ay, look you got what you came for man. Just let my son go man (Let me go!) Just let my son go, man. He only seven years old. He ain't do shit man Murder with a black mask, put 'em in the back, my niggas killer wicked, I'm Okay it's alright. It's gon' be alright (Daddy, help me!) Come on. Come on man. Just let him go (No) Let him go. He ain't got nothing to do with this. Just take me. I'm the one you want Murder with a black mask, put 'em in the back, my niggas killer wicked, I'm Now they got me in the bathroom Laughing at me like a baboon Thinking out I don't know these people But they don't know me either Hid the millimeter in the speaker and these motherfuckers they just don't know how eager I be when you cried me, I'm sickening I been known to mutilate the body and I'm on a (?) for the gun My son run up out the room, hit him with a broom (?) nice to meet you (? ) what you want to do to make a nigga pull the trigger and be hella done