Skyzoo - Praying Against D'evils lyrics

This shit is wicked on these mean streets
But all of my friends speak
Cause we all that we got til these ends meet
Middle finger the rest though
Cause if we ain't grow from the jump
Then you relating is done
And whoever said the speakers was
The easy way out
Couldn't understand the mechanics
And these faggot ass industry folk, granted
9 to 5 is how you survive
But my moms had 2 jobs so for her
9 to 5 was 5 to 9
My spirit broke, and my vision altered
Cause you kno how visions go
It's either pray to God or Shawn Corey
That's just being honest and that's
What was before us
And fuck if it's worth the risk
Cuz that's just what we wanted
I'd break bread with my day
Ones and school neighbors
All the ones who wound up on
The front of your newspaper
Shit is dangerous
Money and power is changing us
Blood on the steeple, praying against d'evils

We all wanted the spotlight
And even if we're innocent we're
Scared of the cop lights the irony right?
We saw the same things vying for life
It was either find a Dominican
Or find us a mic
Thinking back when we first learned
To make a decision
And the thought of having to live with
That as long as we're living
It was like, a hand around my collar
Saying to breathe
And every time I'd attempt it would
Clench until I gave in
I tried to hear me out but wasn't convinced
And playing GQ made Bishop's of
Some of my friends who could ever foresee
We used to live for the night and now
I'm paranoid tonight is my signal to leave
All the years we were brother like
Saw each other's mothers as the mother type
And now you want my mother's light
Well none of that is meant at all, so my call
Is to guard her from that
Misery and make it yours, d'evils

My flesh nobody can test
My soul is possessed
With this beautiful mess called success
And I guess
I'm at a point where I do shit off the lonely
Like "stupid I know you know me
And your whole word owe me, strip!"
Was thought to be a pleasant
Guy all my fucking life
And so my fans assume that
I'm that fucking type
Low and behold I talk the shit that
I know cause I know it
And my friends that's left are unloaders
And so, what all of this means
Is that they're ready to lick
Off if you should intervene
I can't be held accountable
D'evils keep me around dudes
That do whatever is needed for me to keep
It how we seen it by the stoop
Don't test me, I never cower
But, Ima brand so Paeso's will
Put you next to flowers
Do believe as a lesson learned
For the less inclined
Raised as a Jehovah's Witness but
Might never get inside, d'evils