(Slim Kid3)

The way that momma raised us was pure faith

So diablo wouldn't faze us or daze us

Or lay us down to sleep

Know the wolf from the sheep

Or the sheep who cried wolf

And threw the deadly hoof

While the wolf was asleep

I keep my mind a ghost

Follow my heart the most

Don't play fools too close

Sleep with my eyes at post

So Diablo won't be hostin the game of life

The knife sits by throats of the young

and blows death straight through the lungs

as the mind gets washed by visions of sugar plums

But we shall overcome cause we ain't dumb

but we ain't smart, they got the girls by the hearts

And the niggaz by the nuts

Ear, tongue and butts

Yeah, they're trying to fuck us up

but, shit, you know what's up

We gotta get with the movement

and move men soon

They consume every womb who bares

beneath the stairs of their doom

Best believe they're gonna shove em in a tomb



Chorus: repeat 4X



Cause Everytime I step to the microphone

I put my soul on 2