Evil of Self

{normal voice #1} "Hey, my man, what it look like?" {deeper voice} "Hey, my man, what it look like?" {high-pitched voice} "Hey, my man, what it look like?" {normal voice #2} "Hey, my man, what it look like?" "What you want?" "I am the Soul Brother like none other" [Verse One - One Be Lo] This story takes place in a place called Self Take in Mind, everyBody, no other than Soul Brother Was living in a-whole-nother State, all help He received, he believed, was the way God dealt With his life, but some would consider it trife The ignorant type, caught up in all the biblical hype He wasn't feeling it right Time told, he would let the blind old man in the mirror give him advice Sincere, he kept his friends near with Devotion They hang in a neighbourhood gang called Emotion Who wasn't usually good for this community but He knew of The Danger, he grew up with Anger He wasn't worried, thought they was the best for him If he wanted anything, Lust was there for him Sex, Money, Power, Love would let him care for them Hatred was the strongest, he protected them From a Truth, he considered Evil, hear no, see no His profile don't smile, you know how E-go [he go] Conscience told Soul how to go legit He said "You know Doubt? He told me don't believe that shit" That's when he, hooked up with Jealousy and Envy Scoping out this Benzy, rolling spokes, about twenty Pulled out the driver, who now wanted to fight him Fear told him "You the man. Pull the heat out and fire" This is how he living, how he feeling hardcore What he do that for? Mr. Greed said "More?" Remind me of a cat named Influence Been proven to make men do it, just like a sin student Now Conscience had a question "Who's your biggest enemy?" He didn't know Shame, so he blamed it on Hennessey Reality wrote him a cheque [Check] and let him have it But they jumped in the ride, Pride wouldn't let him cash it He crashed it (Hook) x3 The Evil of Self [Verse Two - Abdus Salaam] Everyday it's the battle with the Self, few are victorious Many fall victim of wanting to be vainglorious The Evil of Self is what drives you into destruction Kids caught up in crack, calling full of corruption The youth need encouragement, Evil of Self Don't wanna hear about self-evaluation or development Fall victim of the negative, extravagant and competitive And all kinds of irrelevance, we blame it on environment The Evil of Self, causing destruction of his family Jealousy and greed are poison in places of society The Evil of Self, the justification for foolishness It's sad, any form of ignorance, we grew immune to it The Evil of Self, don't wanna hear constructive criticism People get a sense of arrogance when something's given to 'em Surrounded by devils, I find myself performing exorcisms World's got us going in circles, chasing materialism The Evil of Self, is what plunges you into error Al-Hamdulillah, but most worship the mighty dollar The Devil blinds us with the love of money and power The Evil of Self, the content is the soul-seller The back-biter, the slanderer, the instigator The divided conquerors that established the legislator The player hater, the fornicator sooth sayer Selling you stories, but they sold their soul, Shaytan became the regulator Idolaters, violators and hard-heads Women that's fine that's selling bodies to bad men Most men are in jail due to women and drugs Everybody's on life support pulling their plugs Inordinate love, the Evil of Self, your worst enemy The different classes of people claiming superiority The battle that discourage many from wanting to strive Against the Evil of Self, viewer's discretion is advised [Hook repeats 'til fade]