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    The intention of this song is to let the world know the Devil exists. He is alive and breathing and influencial in all that we do. With that being said, Poetic pours his frustations of the devil out in his verses and at times fantasizing about the opportuntity to kill the Devil himself. This song is unlike any other on the album and almost stand out on its own.
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I smell sumn burning.
He’s gunna set the world a blaze

If I die, who’s gunna rep it when I’m gone?
Who else you know attacks the devil in his songs?
Only fear in life is being taken from my home and left to do it on my own but if soooo
I’m well equipped to stick em in his ribs and twist the blade till I feel both of his lungs give
Who the fuck want what all you dumb sluts showing tits for a couple bucks to get drugs
Before feeding your son?
I know your bodies numb but realize…so is your mind hun.
Not even knowing the devils alive
When wherever you go he’s right by your side.
Wether through fear, hate, lust or a needle. The devils everywhere plotting and killing people
It’s obvious that his best trick is convincing this whole cold world …….that he doesn’t exist

That’s how he gets away with this. Teachin kids how to hate because of differences.
People got their eyes wide shut focused on the glitter rather than the bigger picture (huh)
What’s it gunna take to getcha ta read some scriptures.
How figure you’ll get by without any type of real issues.
He will getchu, swicthu, before you even know what hitchu.
You’re a puppet abandoded by beloved to help him be triumphant.
Fuck what it is and Fuck what it wasn’t
It still remains you be the prey and he out hunting
But listen man I got a new plan…. Let’s attack the devil with each and every bodies hands
Show ‘em that love is all we need to get bye
If he doesn’t the picture get den let da mother fucker fry. Yo I’m tired of being Mr. Nice guy. Let him die. Let him Die. Die mother fucker die, die

Ohhh devil, you can’t have my soul….. oh noooo, nooo, noooo.

To make it clear, I love my brothern. I treat em like my cousins So I’ll be damned if you take anything from ‘em.
I’m a let em know you exsit so everybody gotta chance to raise a fist and stick you in the chin.
Yeah you and ben ladin. Listen men, we gotta build our forces to withstand endorsements from the apple tree
Consisting of fame and fortunes
You can all be free, but not through the diamonds and the jewelry.

stand up and be a man that creates history,
with the help of everybody we can seal his own destiny
sitting in the lake of fire at a 1,000 degrees..haha.
get on your knees admit that da Lord is better than thee.
You never had a chance you pathetic, representative of a seraphim.
I hope your wings got ripped off by chainsaw and everybody witnessed Him
Cast you outta heaven and doom you through the present without any chance of purity

you ain’t perfect nahh you you ain’t worth it. nahh
Face it your defeat is written, so stop all da bullshittin
Pretending like you the light….. that da world’missing.
But the Paradigms are shiftin
In due time and I’ll be on the front line rippin out your
spine and cuttting out your eyes then leave you blind to signify the lives you left behind.

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from Basement Diaries Vol. 2- Summertime Shine, released November 10, 2010

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