Lyrics Devil Didn't Make Me - REMO CONSCIOUS, Rasco, EBF

Devil Didn't Make Me

Kamikaze Stans come to battles with writs slit
I spit bricks, dope fiends come get on my hit list/
Tryin to make this bread rise, Bisquick
Witness, how I chop heads leaving rappers witless/
My spit is so sick, conspiracists call me a hoax
Covid-1984 woke/
Mask on, gloves off I got the game on the ropes
Quote me to feel the power of a god as he floats/
I bang banged that boogie till up jumped that boom bap
Then started murderin' marks and simply called it tomb rap/
My styles are unpredictable, despicable imbeciles
Talk big, fictional, you’re basic, typical/
Keep your mouth shut trust you don’t wanna tussle with the Vet
Muscle car steez rap Corvette/
Go-cart rhymin' cornballs stay off the track
Ghost Riding on you suckers as I take another lap/
Rasco
High Tech got on the flight deck your mic check
Off-brand, using my off hand you soft sand/
Hard rock, n****s is card stock a long shot
Now they understand they navigatin' the wrong block/
On top, top of the heel, steep it’s uphill
Done deal semi-truck n****s with one wheel/
At 18 my pace mean to chase green
At 49 I’m tellin' brothers the same thing/
Never ever look at what they do just stay you
Keep your feet firm on the ground baby and stay true/
Always come through with your chest out, they stressed out
None can come close we the most, we be the best out/
Westside, give ‘em the test drive the best live
My game sparks I spit darts my blade sharp/
I’m back with it but never looking to stack with it
I’m back home to reclaim the gold throne/
EBF
Completed a demolition with just one demonstration
Commenced the condemnation with my verbal condensation/
Concentration, my focus is eliminating squads
I’ll deadlift you stiffs while I’m working on my quads/
Undisputed, instituted reputed to be a king
Systematic, causin' static will automatically sting/
The style I bring, a baritone suggests that I sing
My pitch is perfect, I’ll have your whole choir in slings/
This presentation, I’m overly prepared to pursue
A manifestation, I display talent that’s true/
My resume displays growth residuals chronologically
Battle of MCs without using any misogyny/
Denied apology, cocaine-induced ideology
Fabricated theology, false prophets of prophesy
Standin' up against the tyranny of mediocrity
Veterans of truth dispelling Hip Hop hypocrisy/