Devilman [Level UP] JDZmedia

By Devilman

Released on June 14, 2014

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Yhhh

And and it's the DE velpoment right about now yhh

(Traaalaalalala)

And bigging up JDZ Media

Uno how we get downnn

Ok then

Spit bars in a multiple syllabal

I am the true defintion of lyrical

You win me in a clash, that's a miracal

I'll leave a man critical and clinical

Couldve been verbal could've been physical

When I smoke herbal not a lot's difficult

Back in the day it was a radio ting

These days everyone wants to see a visual

I'm a dirty twisted , indivual

Outsanding, gifted and formidable

Like clamidiya I'm not visible

But I'm still there, I am the pinnacal

Don't be unsuitable or pitiful

Wer'e living in a new age digital

My bars are healthy and nutritional

Love for music unconditional

I'm like unlimited broadband

Sutting like Andy Murray

I'll give you a lethal forehand

My lyrics are dark, lyrics are deep

I told you this beforehand

Your mum's so dirty, she wanted the beat

Then after she paid me 4 grand

You man are just wankers

That's why you all got a sore hand

Try sending for me

I'll make you drop dead where you all stand

Back in the day I took over the south

Now Im gonna take over the North land

I've got girls in Southampton

But I ain't got no girls in portland

You don't own anything in this world

If you ain't bought land

It's all about spirtiual energy

Trust me, that's where my thoughts stand

Sometimes I talk perfect English

Sometimes I talk slang

When I say wunmylungtundenjunwensen

I get a sore gland

This MC's unlistenable

Like a brand new gun im glistenable

My lyrics are fashionable

But now ima gonna take it up a level

My names D.E.Velopment, fuck a devil

Scramble your brain like a vegetable

Takeover the game it's inevitable

I'm the champion I'll win and any medal

Yhhhh, I'm inseparable

Hold you for ransom like a rebel

Im married to the music game right now

That's why I suffer with high stress levels

I specialise in raves and festivals

Spit bars that are on next levels

You know what i mean yhhhhh

Trust me fam no Gas

I didn't fuck your baby mum

I didn't take her sniff

I didn't tie her up, put her in the back of the boot

And push the car over the cliff

You won't find my dna in the ashtray

I didn't save her twos and a spliff

I didn't drink her bottle of rose, wine or eat any food off her dish

I'm not gonna lie, I never got drunk and phoned her phone at 20 past 6

I didn't send her a message on whatsapp

Saying she's a dirty smelly fat bitch

I didn't have no sex

I didn't wanna my put dick in her smelly crutches

I don't know, I don't know anything

Maybe I didn't do it, maybe I did

You know what I mean yhhhhh