[Verse] Damn You stuck dodging the Devil the older you get Youth grants grace, growth grants grit With that grit comes this known opposition, like addictions, evictions, convictions, lost visions, love riddled with truths hidden, world trippin' Shit's just glitchin', man." Here come the Devil, talking to you with a smile and shovel, ready to bury you and your lil' hustle And give some bills and a brand new muzzle The piece of peace that your perfect would release into the world would be a poison to the Devil So every chance is taken to take your light, and sell it back to the sky, and for twice as high You're wise now, though, know it. Do not plant a seed in your mind, if you do not wish to grow it You're fast motion kept in focus Cash calls some people worthless But what's chess to Hocus Pocus Pale folks' papas deemed what work is The broken people ain't always the brokest
As for the Devil, show it. No ruler can size you No ruler should rule you, but the one that never binds you Realize too, All that will try you is designed to unwind you, define you, but you do get to decide if this tide will capsize you
The Devil's been lied to
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