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Devil Sleeps

3Hip-Hop2008

Detalhes da canção

Devil Sleeps foi lançado em 14 de setembro de 2008 por Blue Collar Gang como parte do álbum Goin' Ape

ÁlbumGoin' Ape

14 de setembro de 2008

EditoraBlue Collar Gang

IdiomaEnglish

BPM

Melodicidade

Acústica

Valência

Dançabilidade

Energia

DESCRIÇÃO GERAL

LETRA

Letra

Listen hip-hop

We gon' talk here

Have a conversation

That ain't me

It's power

Yeah

Okay

Pay attention on this one

See if you catch my drift

Do they ever listen?

Do they ever really pay attention

To what the god's spittin'?

This is God-given, God wisdom

God brought him in this one

Why take it to lengths and heights?

It's him who writes from the soul to the brain cavity

Lyrics rapidly catch gravity

Takin' me high

I cling to the sky

Somethin' like an air lord

Music stick to your ears like a keloid

No decoy for the destroy

A D-boy turned B-boy

Check my stance, the flow's entranced

Musically I make the soul break-dance

Why you spin on your head?

The feeling is dead

Until you listen to what I really had said

'Cause if you movin' through the motions

Then you really ain't heard

And whatever I first spoke about

I guess it's really absurd

But I don't do it like him, them, or they

And you can say what you wanna say

'Cause I know

Yeah

This is real movement music

You can choose to use it

If you choose to use it

Then let's move this music

To the highest of steep

Keep our souls from the weak

And Shaytan asleep

So I'm alone walkin' through the Terrordome

With my bookbag on

Try not to get stoned

By the gangstas and smut-peddlers

Hustlas in crushed leathers

That took over hip-hop

And claim to do much better

For the movement, in fact

But the movement, it lacks

Real love from the people

They use it as a tool

Thinkin' that love and money is equal

These **** is straight lethal

Injections to the game

My reflection ain't the same

So my section is stuck in one lane

Yeah, so

If I dumb the flow down a little bit

Maybe y'all will catch on to what I'm tryin' to do

Let's see

It's like I'm stuck at the light

Gettin' stuck up with 'caine

So I'm Harold like Chicago man

Got a flame like a pyro man

All I do is spit propane

And still bang like pyros, man

But ain't no gang or no thangs attached

Ain't no rank can match

These cells my homes like flamin' gats

So lyrically I shoot up tracks

Flow dope like I shoot up with smack

Relapse history and untie a thousand blacks

To me that's richer than a thousand stacks

Black Panther verse

I'ma free up a hundred innocent cats

None of you rappers know a feelin' like that

I'm Illmatic with a Black Album

You can keep your platinum plaques

Written by: Kyle Myricks

Rodapé Shazam

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