Jeru The Damaja

Jeru The Damaja - Ain't The Devil Happy lyrics

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As devils search for the secrets to immortality
 I alter my physical chemistry
 Walk through the valley of the shadow of death
 I exist even when no things are left
 Vibrations transcend space and time
 Pure at heart because I deal with the mind
 That's why I compose these verses
 Audible worlds  my thoughts are now universes
 Written on these pages is the ageless
 wisdom of the sages, ignorance is contagious
 So I hope you keep your focus
 There's no hocus-pocus, in the end, it's just us
 Devil got brother killin brother, it's insane
 Goin out like Abel and Cain
 Wisen up and use your brain
 There'll be no limit, to the things that you can gain
 In positivity, balance it with negativity
 Until then, ain't the devil happy

 Verse Two:

 I hate when the devil's happy, so I wear my hair hair nappy
 Knotty, won't go out like John Gotti
 He came from the caves to destroy everybody
 And we like fools destroy our own bodies
 Too many niggaz chillin, bad boys boom boom
 This leaves no room for the flowers to bloom
 Seeds blow in the wind, another drug killing
 What, are we accomplishing? Nothing
 What's, the matter?
 Why everytime I look around another brain gets splattered?
 Some pockets get fatter but it don't matter
 The devil's the only one who really gets fatter
 Lead ruptures flesh, spleens are shattered
 Dreams are shattered, another Queen without a King
 What will out children become without proper guidance?
 Probably nothing, so ain't the devil happy

 Verse Three:

 Niggaz are in a state of nothingness
 Hopelessness, lifelessness
 If you're in range I hope you hear this
 And try to change this, cause it's disatrous
 Who gets the most loot, who gets bust?
 Dollar bill y'all, is the god we trust
 THe days blow by like dust
 Even Men of Steel rust
 We're out here acting ridiculous
 When, only we can save us
 Mentally enslave us, for little or nothing kill our neighbors
 Animalistic, caniballistic, behavior
 Look to the sky for your savior
 He won't save ya, he didn't save your forefathers
 Why bother, brothers? You must discover
 The power of self, know thyself, or find thyself
 Hating thyself, killing thyself
 While he collects the wealth that you sit back and murder for
 Ain't the devil happy
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Know Savage Productions

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Released in: 2001

Language: English

Appearing on: The Sun Rises in the East (1994)

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