Devils

Verse 1:
I wrote Rapademics and critics didn’t really get it
Didn’t consider it as a classic or admit it
Even though it took months of research
Much for each verse, I rehearsed mentally first
I got respect for Dr. Meacham
Who sees them songs as I can see them
Not just an album to listen to
It was part of us founding an institute
Even though most were slow to give it a chance
They dissin’ the man only because he gettin’ a grant
They be like, ‘How he gon’ take credit from school
And let him study hip-hop? That ain’t cool’
Y’all people on the internet need to get a life
You’re so trivial, I don’t even consider you as bright
If you don’t like what I write or doctor’s insight
Let me know not to send an invite
To my next lecture or the professor's
Can’t be bothered or stressed ‘cause
You people messed up
I better chill ‘cause I’m ‘bout to get hype
My woman told me that I gotta get you out of my life
That’s why

Chorus:
Gotta get you outta my life
I gotta get you devils outta my life
Gotta get you outta my life
I gotta get you devils outta my life
Gotta get you outta my life
I gotta get you devils outta my life
Gotta get you outta my life
I gotta get you devils outta my life

Verse 2:
Church folk try to judge me talkin’ ‘bout ‘That ain’t gospel’
‘Cause I have a lifestyle that ain’t docile
Why does it concern you so much what I do?
They told you in the Bible to flee from idols
That’s so high school, dissing the youth
If you don’t like the way I’m rapping
You should get in the booth
Or recognize my gift reaches the kids
Maybe more so than probably any preacher that lives
I’m not telling you that I’m a soothsayer
Well maybe I am, y’all gonna see the truth later
Just remember I said rap was a factor
When Christ comes back and he’s rapping in rapture
'Pastor, ain’t that funk in O’s music?
Ain’t that a little P-funk that O’s using?'
Come on, man, that’s so stupid
I better get y’all outta my life before I lose it

Chorus:
Gotta get you outta my life
I gotta get you devils outta my life
Gotta get you outta my life
I gotta get you devils outta my life
Gotta get you outta my life
I gotta get you devils outta my life
Gotta get you outta my life
I gotta get you devils outta my life

Verse 3:
Last verse for the people that’s playing me at work
If your boss making you mad, look at that jerk
And say, "I’ma get you outta my life
I’ma get you devil outta my life"
Naw, I’m just playing, ok?
If you gon’ do that, at least wait ’til you get paid
What I’m trying to say is you gotta envision your promotion
But how you gon’ do that when you’re living in commotion?
Fighting with coworkers for no purpose
You wonder why the raise you want just won’t surface
Gotta get them outta your life
You better get them devils outta your life
I’m talking ‘bout abusive men
Women too that be abusing men
And the stupid men that got kids and a wife
Sneaking out with other men in the night
Mama, you better get him outta your life
You better get that devil outta your life
If you said he should wait ‘cause you ain’t certain
That you ready to stop being a virgin, girl, you
Better get him outta your life
Gotta get that young buck outta your life
C’mon now

Chorus:
Gotta get you outta my life
I gotta get you devils outta my life
Gotta get you outta my life
I gotta get you devils outta my life
Gotta get you outta my life
I gotta get you devils outta my life
Gotta get you outta my life
I gotta get you devils outta my life

O’hene:
You know what you gotta do, I’m just gonna let this joint play out for a second so you can think about the devils in your life, you know what I’m saying? RAHM Nation in the spot, visionary, it’s the new movement, Oh I’m just doing my job, trying to get the devils outta your life