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letra de devils contract - coyote

(d-mn, gotta lay off the peyote)

ladiesloveguapo & ricky blanco:
the devil’s knocking on my door, should i let him in?
f-ck it, why not?
what up, homie? how you been (what up?)
can i offer you a blunt and some gin?
he said “fosho” and sat down, let the story begin
he said “guap, i been watching you a lot lately”
“and you claim you living righteous, but your lifestyle crazy”
“trynna play the music game, look how much time you wasted”
“throwing hailmarys, but you scored no touchdowns lately” (sh-t)
i said “i know, right? but what’s your point?
i know that you didn’t bring yo ass here to smoke this joint
or this blunt, so tell me really what you came here to do”
he looked at me and said “i have an offer to make you”
(what is it?)

“i know you rapping and you got a buzz local
but i think you got what it takes to bе global” (okay)
“i can make it happen in the blink of an еye
all you gotta do is sign your name on top of that line
don’t n0body see your vision, mothaf-ckas is blind
i see it clealy, you a superstar that’s destined to shine!”
what exactly are you offering before i decide?
i’m a man of god, but lately he done pushed me aside
i talk to him and he don’t talk back, he’s hurting my pride
i feel like anakin before he decided to switch sides
so tell me, i’m listening!
what the f-ck you got to offer?
i’mma tell ya ass a secret, it may come as a shocker
i represent some rappers, i represent some doctors
i represent some athletes from basketball and soccer
i really get a bad rep, but i just let ’em gossip
the truth is i represent everything that’s awesome
so you’re telling me that everything i heard is a lie? (no)
but if i dance with you, i’ll probably burn in h-ll when i die
weren’t you the angel of music when you were working for god?
i make music, so have i already chosen a side?

there it is! you’re understanding just a little bit, bruv
without me, say goodbye to all that music you love!
so just tell me what you want, i’ll make sure to provide
i’ll make everyone believe you the best rapper alive
everything you’d want is yours, i just want what’s inside
i’ll make sure that you’re immortalized the day that you die
come on, it’s just your soul!
don’t you wanna f-ck b-tches? you wanna get rich?
then sign with me i grant wishes!
i mean bidness, i’ll make you wealthy if you sell
think of all the people you would finally get to help!
think about your family, stop thinking bout yourself
you’ll be a servant up in heaven, but you’ll be a king in h-ll!
the f-ck is there to think about? [read it and weep?]
you already doing the work of the devil for free (nah, nah, nah, nah)
when you rap, you poison minds like a deadly disease
might as well make it offical and just do it for me!
hold up, f-ck that, homie, i disagree!
i’m just doing what i gotta do to look out for me!
exactly! i like that, i completely agree
just keep rapping bout the money, drugs, b-tches and greed
so you’re telling me, you could turn me into a celebrity
all i gotta do is tell these kids commit some felonies (yes)
grab a gun, slide on yo opps and k!ll some enemies
in return, you’ll move me into a mansion in the beverly’s?!!
i’mma give you everything, that’s one h-ll of a steal
how the f-ck are you a man of god when he ain’t even real!
the only god you trust should be the hundred dollar bill
now sign your name in blood so we can finalize the deal!
aight f-ck it! where the knife at?
i’mma slice my palms
i’ll finally get to buy a new crib for my mom
but, before i sign, i think i need a second option
hold up, i think i hear god knocking

- coyote

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