CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : DEVIOUS
Uh
Rappers can’t stomach me, feel me their diagrams, I’m tryna get a couple O’s together; Venn diagram/
So even if the chips are down I always have the upper hand, I always keep a trick up sleeve, ya gotta have a slight of hand/
Shout out mother Africa,Haiti; that’s the motherland
Like moses with his staff in hand, we headed towards the holy land/
Open up your eyes, and look inside, right through the pineal glad, ain’t heard a rapper rap like this since Missy E and timbaland/
ADD, no rit-alin, On point like a pyramid
My woman brown like cinnamon, You n***as sweet need insulin
You know the flow is sickening, disgusting, it’s ridiculous, I had to check on n***as case somebody wants the stimulus/
On that NZT, that mean my train of thought is limitless,n***as clout chasing, you not famous man, your infamous/
Stupid—you can’t even tell the difference,prepare to watch a masterclass on killah raps and skillfulness/
Fate called, that’s a number that I’m answering,got a date with destiny, I’m definitely not cancelling
A calculated risk, my n***a, I’m not gambling,you worried bout a “such and such”, n***a quite rambling/
Luck of the devil or luck of the draw, a black man spends his whole life ducking the law/
If you ain’t repping CES, then I ain’t f**kin with y’all, and if you talking out your neck, you might get cut in your jaw
And If you coming coming for the kid, then you better pack a first aid
Everybody know I’m cutting edge like a switchblade, came out of a woman, but I never been b*t*h made/
I write scripts, write rhymes, then I get paid, I can feel the rhythm change/
n***as getting nervous,when I come around, I leave em stiff
Give em Rigimortus/
I’m what the game needs, the kid’s the missing ingredient, Killa, candid, underhanded, sinister— I’m devious/
I’m Devious, I’m Devious,I’m Devious
I’m what the game needs, the kid’s the missing ingredient/
Killa, candid, underhanded, sinister— I’m devious/
I’m Devious/
Rappers can’t stomach me, feel me their diagrams, I’m tryna get a couple O’s together; Venn diagram/
So even if the chips are down I always have the upper hand, I always keep a trick up sleeve, ya gotta have a slight of hand/
Shout out mother Africa,Haiti; that’s the motherland
Like moses with his staff in hand, we headed towards the holy land/
Open up your eyes, and look inside, right through the pineal glad, ain’t heard a rapper rap like this since Missy E and timbaland/
ADD, no rit-alin, On point like a pyramid
My woman brown like cinnamon, You n***as sweet need insulin
You know the flow is sickening, disgusting, it’s ridiculous, I had to check on n***as case somebody wants the stimulus/
On that NZT, that mean my train of thought is limitless,n***as clout chasing, you not famous man, your infamous/
Stupid—you can’t even tell the difference,prepare to watch a masterclass on killah raps and skillfulness/
Fate called, that’s a number that I’m answering,got a date with destiny, I’m definitely not cancelling
A calculated risk, my n***a, I’m not gambling,you worried bout a “such and such”, n***a quite rambling/
Luck of the devil or luck of the draw, a black man spends his whole life ducking the law/
If you ain’t repping CES, then I ain’t f**kin with y’all, and if you talking out your neck, you might get cut in your jaw
And If you coming coming for the kid, then you better pack a first aid
Everybody know I’m cutting edge like a switchblade, came out of a woman, but I never been b*t*h made/
I write scripts, write rhymes, then I get paid, I can feel the rhythm change/
n***as getting nervous,when I come around, I leave em stiff
Give em Rigimortus/
I’m what the game needs, the kid’s the missing ingredient, Killa, candid, underhanded, sinister— I’m devious/
I’m Devious, I’m Devious,I’m Devious
I’m what the game needs, the kid’s the missing ingredient/
Killa, candid, underhanded, sinister— I’m devious/
I’m Devious/
