Dance With The Devil

[Intro]

Ay
C Slim
Get it!

[Verse 1 ]
Yo, i once know a nigga called Guru
He died yestarday in a car accident
No one knows, we wanna know
Illuminati is shocking, I don't got dlockin
Lockin my dreads like wush
Lemme vote for bush
Bush is a puppet, taking pizza on his cellphone
Called by Drake, stupid ass pocket, Nas gon diss you, TELL EM NOW!
Someone tell me this is a lie
Someone tell me this isn't a lie
Someone tell me this isn't my life
Your bitched gettin fucked by mexicans
I ain't talkin about bitches, i am ignorant
We are in the pieces, Illuminati won't stop them
Who killed Shawty Lo'
Who killed Bankroll Fresh
Leave them alone, we gotta shot em, tell em, they need to dance with the devil!
That's what they all need
Conffesions and Bessions all weed
Feed the children, to much wars
Africa is dyin, save the kids!

[Hook]
Dance with the devil, Dance, dance, dance with the devil in tha club
X2

[Interlude]
I lost a lot of my things because y'all
Politicians, Kid Cudi, steal my audi
Blast, in the crockpot
We Are, we need Nas, everyone do it!

*beat switches*

[Verse 2]
My dimension full of intentions
To speak fluent, french kiss yo bitch
And then have her stan me like relentless senseless religions
1 2 3 4 5
6 7 8 9 10
Bitch nigga, not your friend
We pray to Jesus hope he believe us
Cows, horses, porches, and gold rims
Window blinds is open, the cold wind
Feel it drift down your spin ‘til you catch your second wind
And by the time that happens I’m already on Cloud 10
Hold a 9 sideways till it blows your posture thin
I ate syrup sandwiches before I had wins
But now I’m on channel 7, Fox News lying(lion) to the hens
My level anonymous, muscle cars, body builders and hippopotamus
I hope you smell it in the air, even the garlic fuzz
Only kids when we was young trapped inside Narnia
Full of big K’s and dragons that only dream was to target us
Swallow us, follow us with led then tarnish us. Karma was, such a bitch, acting stuck up when my dollars were, invested in black youth that shoot hoops where them ballers was
How many more items until they bargain us?
I only pray for your Twitter account to follow dubs
Nigga tell em to get a job
Im flacko junior
Like barack on fumes i
Own a presidential suite
Residence in cuba, a maze set in el nincho
A taste of the lemon and floral
Laced with montecristo,mediterranean views
Pageant beauties and capsules
Esteban tailored and suited, lexicon cambridge enfueled
My god, flacko, donnie brasco, afro
The father, ambassador, of this brothel; Mansion D'Or
A pension, a tour, venture the home of models and more
Bottles look formed, like cathedrals in rome
Salut mes amours, flacko is home