devil, devil, (repeat x4 then continues until "settle differences")
The devil only exists of your belief in him, Same goes for other guy, I the sun is simply reflecting the shine from the moon (word?) its spotlight, they'll have a cockfight at noon, To their differences, At midnight, rematch, To stir up similarities on turntables, That chicken proved to be unreadable, The determining factor in who gets the to control the tides, No one decides a victor they give a fair listen to both the sides, low-lives, We go jerking off to the eclipse, The sun was pulling cheap shots doing commercial tricks, the back, the leg, I think he did a headspin, On a crossfader that whack, But excellent, All of the sudden it dim, The crater face in, Puts drumbreaks on the Technics, like "Let's begin", He an orchestra so dope the sun started sweatin' him, I guess he'd expected to win on pure merit, Composing complex with nothin but soundbytes, out the lights, Made MCs too self conscious the master mics, For a nights, It continued without a single up, Except the record skipped, But it kinda cool,
And fit the rhythm he was juggling, out of country western albums spinning, It is plain that he had to win, But as always due to judging, They a tie - Now it's do or die.
The sun was like, no no no, But the was like, go go go, (repeat x3)
And the sun was chosen, I to the conclusion, guy doesn't know what he's doin'.
not a woman, He's a big guy in the sky, And the are reflections of his eyes, He cry for us, But he does, It's cause drunk, (Say What?), not a woman, He's a big guy in the sky, And the are reflections of his eyes, He cry for us, But he does, It's he's drunk, And he's fucked up, up,
not a woman, a bitch.
(Backmasked: Jesus, Do everything your mother you, thy Neighbor, Do not everyone, Shit, Pussy)
devil, devil, (repeat x4)
This is one clapping alone, This is the violin, (violin) Run rabbit when they fight to your baddest poem, The devil is the fucking man, is one hand clapping alone, This is the violin, (violin) Run rabbit when they fight to kill your poem, The white man (the man).
(Th-th-the devil)..