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Intro:
Billy Paul Sample
"The time has come, for bad things to end
The time has come, for life to begin
The time has come, for the war of the Gods"
Luda Talking
It's that time
I'ma take the subtle approach first
Cuz I'm just gettin' started
Let's go
Verse 1
Look, I'm the best and there's nothin' that you can do about it
Never needed a publicity stunt, let's tell the truth about it
Even in the core of the streets you can't sway the youth about it
But keep runnin' yo mouth, and I swear I'ma knock a tooth up out it
I never claimed to be nothin' but who the fk I am
Never sold cocaine in my life, but I'm still the fkin' man
Understand, nothin' you did makes you better nigg*
You claim the streets but the streets respect that cheddar nigg*
Luda got twice as much, your life you can charge it to him
I fit four of your houses inside my daughter's room
And still have room for young Karma to play
Givin' back to the children of tomorrow for good karma today
So you can say what you wanna say and you can talk that talk
But real ain't doin' no talkin' cuz we walk that walk
Album for album you can see I got a multi-million plan
So call yourself whatever you want except the multi-million man
nigg*!
Hook
"Lucifer, oh lucifer"
(Whatever you want except the multi-million man)
"God of evil, you're the god of hate"
(Call yourself whatever you want except the multi-million man)
"Lucifer, oh lucifer"
(Call yourself whatever you want except the multi-million man)
"The Darkness is where you find your light'
Verse 2
How many times is you gon' rap about bustin' your gun
How many times is you gon' trap without bustin' your gun
Only shots you ever took was subliminal to the general
Disrespectin' those doin' real time with real criminals
And I ain't never did a day in my life
But it should be illegal to walk a day in my life, I paid the price
And the cost to be the boss, so you could rest your mouth
I'm universal, Luda never limits hisself to the south
I give a d*mn about your hootin' and hollerin', it ain't botherin' me
I hear you talkin', but you ain't made it to three
You know where I live but you ain't made it to me, you ain't made nigg*!
I'm havin' a house party 'kid', come get 'played' nigg*
You got played, my record label never jerked me
So shoot me, stab me, but words will never hurt me
I feed of ya energy, my power's with God
So it's even better is you make ya diss record real hard
Hook
"Lucifer, oh lucifer"
(Make the record real hard)
"God of evil, you're the god of hate"
(Make the record real hard)
"Lucifer, oh lucifer"
(Make ya diss record real hard)
"The Darkness is where you find your light"
Verse 3
See even without the bass and all that treble Im as hot as the devil
But I work for the top floor homie get on my level
I been stripped away your powers because I gave you my blessing
So it'll take more than majority vote to win this election man
Mix tapes or not, my resume is too hot
And I warned them I was comin I got that number one spot
So unless you using tampons quit acting stuck up
And do like your records say or shut the fk up!
(do like your records say or shut the fk up)
(do like your records say or shut the fk up)
(shut the fk up)
(sh shish, sh shish, sh shish, shut the fk up)
Hook
"Lucifer, oh lucifer"
"God of evil, you're the god of hate"
"Lucifer, oh lucifer"
"The Darkness is where you find your light"
