[Intro: CJay]

Sound the big ting dem....

Cross....

Very miserable...

And I was told to never sell your soul

But you know I know who I am

[Verse 1: CJay]

I'm that nigga you love to speak bout I got a down south street style

But if I freestyle I bring the beast out and knock your teeth out

I'm never involved with whatever you telling yo dawgs and dawg just peace out

And heaven is calling cuz God got me on speed dial

It's all fact, the devils contract is not a free trial

So bottom line if you sign on the dotted line

Your big mistake is being famous but worthless in fact

Sell your soul, you'll never be able to purchase it back

In this rap my lyrical content is God sent

You'll never hear my heart spent cuz my soul don't have a price tag

It's not for sale and I could tell 2Pac is real

When he was spittin' you didn't listen when he told yo ass to rot in hell

Ain't trynna sound too religion when I'm spittin' the truth

I'm in a cypher cuz my mic doesn't fit in a booth

I spit like I'm missing a tooth, I'm uplifting the youth

We're the same, except our only difference is you nigga

[Hook 1: CJay]

And I was told don't sell your soul

(Yuh can't do dat)

Didn't know you'd get exposed

(Yuh can't do dat)

Never forget where you came from

(Yuh can't do dat)

The place where you got your name from (Nooo)

(Yuh can't do dat)

Seh yuh can't do dat

No yuh can't do dat

No yuh can't do dat (Nooo)

Seh yuh can't do dat

No yuh can't do dat

No yuh can't do dat

[Verse 2: CJay]

It's my turn to share what I've learned as far as I'm concerned

We're in Matrix waiting for God to return

He created Earth and man, man created this technology of planet Internet but who isn't into astronomy

Cuz psychologically me and Saturn should be newly weds so I could she the Feds by sending messages through the web

These two worlds share characteristics

No covenant supplement; it's dominated by the government

It's a variety of the secret society who decided to lie to me as far as the eyes could see

What if I were to die using this ink

The only nigga that could make the eye of Lucifer blink

Trynna get somebody in the music

Yeah my progress is improvement

I'm on my Pac shit; Killuminati is the movement

Before I throw up the deuces, stick up your middle fingers and hold em' up, Broward show some love

[Outro]

Real Prophecy you don't put a Trinidadian on di track?

Guyaneses tink they di smartest in the room until di the Trinidadians walk in