Devil & Us

[Verse 1: Erick Arc Elliott] Man I feel worthless, a good purchase Abiding by the law, good purp and good purpose I ain't perfect, nobody on this earth is Sweeter than the cherry of a virgin Got me out the loop like this cursive Eyes blink, nervous, words slur lurkin a wordsmith And the worst is, kinda perturbed bitch If you ain't talking 'bout money I'm allergic Six feet deep nigga where the dirt is And bad bitches keep them guns inside they purses The devil tongue got me sprung through these verses If I'm the number one somethin' gotta surface Grade school played a fool, did the math on it Hella blind to these hoes so I passed on it Show them titties girls put my autograph on it Broken dreams dog, rappin' with a cast on it Lyrical child of the indigo Heathens pray to god, I'm only 'bout the literal I can see your third eye, talk about a miracle Take a walk in my shoes, most of you just tippy-toe Time feelin' awesome engraved in my coffin One whiff will make you pause, make you nauseous Then I'm livin' proof ask Luke where the force is Bury me a G, tailored suit lookin' gorgeous Floorless, burn spliffs like I forfeit Shut your eyes and enjoy the endorphins Deep seas yuh, swimmin' with the dolphins Back it up please proceed to move with caution There's no facade, the zombies in the soir Christian is the call but they never pray to god If victory is war then we never met 'em If you dancin' with the devil then I'm walkin' on the stars [Verse 2: Juice] Frog skin glasses, grippin' fat asses My style surpasses, finger to the masses Heron samples tryna make examples All the wack rappers talking it tryna make examples Young ass nigga where your money at nigga Spit that gudda rap nigga, get ya mummy wrapped nigga Pocket full of stones, leave blood in the floor Blood stains on the wall blood rains in the morgue I'm rotten, I'm stiff Welcome to the underworld life's a bitch A corpse, a carcass Middle finger to the world in my new shhhh It's grimy, it's gudda Real shit just a bad motherfucker Devolved, deceased Bare arms see the ? in belief Bear stroll, come and walk with a beast Drink beer so a nigga kinda slur when he speak Requiem the dead never walks so we never in Psilocybin high I'm on another binge Inny mini miney mo, a lot of ya'll niggas ain't built for the throne Quote me if I'm wrong, levelheaded, headstrong Drink your lix of holy water to build up Ayahuasca, Yopo, I'm so gone My soul's worn, I'm so drawn, I'm so torn Seize the moment seize rye seed the omen Juice go hard, seeds are roamin' They swear I'm on the deep end But it all depends if they comprehend Killa' rap shit, nick name exorcism Protected by the gods, trill shit no religion [Verse 3: Meech] High beyond biblical proportions Told a catholic priest bible paper burn awesome Open my eyes and view the ceiling from my coffin Why are you surprised that I paint these vivid portraits? Staring in my vanity as I sit and plot another casualty Higher than a meth head on a trampoline I trample these beats like a tyrant, beast Eats anything that bleeds, feast on the soul of these I'm quick to tell a ho "at ease", I'm blowin' leaves Spittin' razor blades, tongue flip, flesh lacerate Every day is halloween, wrap you up in masking tape Drag you to the ocean floor body wash on Jersey Shore Now you got a situation, death is chasin' while you waitin' I plot your fate, and politic while sharing blunts with Satan I drink a keg of acid spit that in angels faces See you're a mere mortal so there is no relation On the highway to hell speedin' while I'm masturbatin' With a thick witch, big tits, and her craft's amazin' Make her hit this big spliffs, of the cali raisin Don't waste a drop, she swallow when I'm ejaculating' And I'm sittin' mean OG like I'm Papi Mason A glass of virgin blood and about a hundred blunts Here to bring the fall like the end of summer does Life is a race well I already won it, cuz Off that hundredth blunt, I'm about to hit a hundred-one