No Malice - Shame the Devil Lyrics
feat. Pusha T[Hook x2]Fire, fire bend down from the fireFire, fire, internal fireFire, fire bend dowm from the fireCause a red hot fire gonna burn for a while[Verse 1: No Malice]The price of hell has its benefitsI pray you not be ignorantClearly I am seeing withMy all-seeing eye, no pyramidI, too, was a derelictThe truth raised me from the dead when I became aware of itRiding Tony's coattailsNow Tony in a cold cellWife home, miss him a lotShe might wait, she might notLooking at a whole family torn apartMan, this game colder than a whore's heartAnd we don't cop pleasNever mind snitching, we better not sneezeDid I scale them keys? You be the judgeEvery good boy deserves fudge[Hook x2][Verse 2: No Malice]Led to the slaughter, precious is the bloodThat stained the cross, there's no greater loveLike the days of Noah, no greater floodThan when them birds got shipped, no turtledovesMaybe a few chickensThat I saved, for the drought, when it was slim pickingsThen with one touch my soul became quickenedWhen I revisit my past my soul becomes sickenedClock's ticking, go check your AudemarThe bezel on that Chopard will only get you so farMozart never tickled this many keysAnd your favorite emcees ain't who they claim to beThe cat's out the bag, whoops! Shame on meI don't fear death, they tell me it come in threesBe ye not deceived, we reap as we sowLife, too, comes in threes: Father, Son, Holy Ghost[Hook x2][Verse 3: Pusha T]Hell or high water, we gon' keep rollin'Looking in my watch it's like hell freezed overHell, money couldn't hold my composureBull in a china shop, that's how I'm bulldozin'Gene found God, they thinking we at oddsMust ain't know my father, he ain't never spared a rodYuugh! It's two sides to a cardJust opposite ends of two peas in a pod[Verse 4: No Malice]And I owe it to my Granny who instilled the fear of GodIn the heavens looking at me, receiving this Grammy nodThe game camouflage like S.W.A.T. Team riot gearDudes is facades in this lane we pioneeredNow they can't wait 'til we drop, that's diarrheaI found God, the rest found jail like MadeaThat's what you get when you pumping that Britney SpearsNow how you gon' act at the truth that's in your ear?[Hook x2]
