Speak of the Devil by The Pro Letarians Lyrics
[Verse 1]
My grandmama said “Don’t let the devil have my soul”
Sister Kim told me I’m a child of the Lord
Father forgive us
We all sinners
Pray so much we got bad knees like we all sinners
Repeat offenders
Professional repenters
Was baptized in the spirit, had his soul replenished
All my family is all preachers
All my family is all deacons
I asked the pastor for the answers that we all seeking
The angel on my shoulder quit, I got all demons
Jupiter, Jupiter, you out of orbit, child
It's pop machines in ghetto schools, you out of order, child
Lost boy, problem is I don’t want to be found
It’s poison in my heart, tell me you can feel the pound
It’s poison in my heart, tell me you can feel the pound
I pray to God I find a God before I hit the ground
Now we all pray
[Verse 2]
Maybe I’m the product of having to many role models
Nobody in my family drink, I need mo' bottles
Too many exes was 8s, I need more models
Just trying to ball around the world, Globetrotter
I’m so awesome at being bad, it’s kind of awkward
Had good examples growing up, that was all was offered
Had both parents
My daddy had me at nineteen
And raised me up and showed me how to do the right things
But something in me got the urge to do my own thing
And nine times out of ten that’s the wrong thing
Questioning my religion and all my upbringing
Bout making moves now, I figure that’s enough thinking
They say it’s all lies from the enemy
But spiritually, I’m just not who I pretend to be
And what I love to do hurts all the people I love
But I’d be miserable if I choose to give it up
Out of context, it sounds like I’m on drugs
My parents tested me, they thought that I was on drugs
I got my own drugs
They come in verses
They come with chains
They come with purses
Let me momma tell me all these things come with curses
She concerned for my soul, now we all nervous
[Verse 3]
Decisions, decisions, we all got decisions
And all of mine either lead to drama or division
That’s a result of what we call poor decisions
But how you live your life, I thought that should be your decision
What’s a man to gain the world, then lose his soul?
A couple broads, a couple cars, the roof is gone
A couple chains, I wear them all at the same time
Disturb my soul and calm my spirit in the same rhyme
I’m too real, I don’t know which one to pick
I’m leaning towards the one of the two that makes me rich
And it hurts my momma’s heart, and it makes me sick
But I be in my own world where only Nate exists
Have their mother say a prayer for him
Set the oil on the alter, leave it there for him
Young Jupiter, watch out for Lucifer
Truth over trust and tell the truth, I don’t know who to trust
[Verse 4]
Tears falling under my Ray Bans
I ain’t slept in a couple days, man
Warnings from the converstaions with the congregation
All these dark thoughts in my head I’m contemplating
The quiet chords strike my core
Don’t be on the wrong side of a righteous war
Ah! What did I even write this for?
Was all good a week ago, but this ain’t like before
The preacher said it’s all about what’s gonna be here after
The old man jumps up and says “yeah pastor!”
Sister So and So throws her hands in the air
And I just watch it all, feeling like I’m not there
He reads the scriptures, aw yeah, the scriptures
Something about Moses dipping form the Egyptians
I ain’t have a connection like the message encrypted
Holy Spirit here, why I feel so distant?
When I pray, why I feel no one listen?
Why I ain’t come up out of the water and feel different?
Why? Why?
Why you? Why I?
While I drown in the living water
My grandmama said “Don’t let the devil have my soul”
Sister Kim told me I’m a child of the Lord
Father forgive us
We all sinners
Pray so much we got bad knees like we all sinners
Repeat offenders
Professional repenters
Was baptized in the spirit, had his soul replenished
All my family is all preachers
All my family is all deacons
I asked the pastor for the answers that we all seeking
The angel on my shoulder quit, I got all demons
Jupiter, Jupiter, you out of orbit, child
It's pop machines in ghetto schools, you out of order, child
Lost boy, problem is I don’t want to be found
It’s poison in my heart, tell me you can feel the pound
It’s poison in my heart, tell me you can feel the pound
I pray to God I find a God before I hit the ground
Now we all pray
[Verse 2]
Maybe I’m the product of having to many role models
Nobody in my family drink, I need mo' bottles
Too many exes was 8s, I need more models
Just trying to ball around the world, Globetrotter
I’m so awesome at being bad, it’s kind of awkward
Had good examples growing up, that was all was offered
Had both parents
My daddy had me at nineteen
And raised me up and showed me how to do the right things
But something in me got the urge to do my own thing
And nine times out of ten that’s the wrong thing
Questioning my religion and all my upbringing
Bout making moves now, I figure that’s enough thinking
They say it’s all lies from the enemy
But spiritually, I’m just not who I pretend to be
And what I love to do hurts all the people I love
But I’d be miserable if I choose to give it up
Out of context, it sounds like I’m on drugs
My parents tested me, they thought that I was on drugs
I got my own drugs
They come in verses
They come with chains
They come with purses
Let me momma tell me all these things come with curses
She concerned for my soul, now we all nervous
[Verse 3]
Decisions, decisions, we all got decisions
And all of mine either lead to drama or division
That’s a result of what we call poor decisions
But how you live your life, I thought that should be your decision
What’s a man to gain the world, then lose his soul?
A couple broads, a couple cars, the roof is gone
A couple chains, I wear them all at the same time
Disturb my soul and calm my spirit in the same rhyme
I’m too real, I don’t know which one to pick
I’m leaning towards the one of the two that makes me rich
And it hurts my momma’s heart, and it makes me sick
But I be in my own world where only Nate exists
Have their mother say a prayer for him
Set the oil on the alter, leave it there for him
Young Jupiter, watch out for Lucifer
Truth over trust and tell the truth, I don’t know who to trust
[Verse 4]
Tears falling under my Ray Bans
I ain’t slept in a couple days, man
Warnings from the converstaions with the congregation
All these dark thoughts in my head I’m contemplating
The quiet chords strike my core
Don’t be on the wrong side of a righteous war
Ah! What did I even write this for?
Was all good a week ago, but this ain’t like before
The preacher said it’s all about what’s gonna be here after
The old man jumps up and says “yeah pastor!”
Sister So and So throws her hands in the air
And I just watch it all, feeling like I’m not there
He reads the scriptures, aw yeah, the scriptures
Something about Moses dipping form the Egyptians
I ain’t have a connection like the message encrypted
Holy Spirit here, why I feel so distant?
When I pray, why I feel no one listen?
Why I ain’t come up out of the water and feel different?
Why? Why?
Why you? Why I?
While I drown in the living water