When Winter’s Going

By Jus Allah

On Meanest Man Alive

Released on September 4, 2015

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[Verse 1]

I get mistaken for Satan, I use his name for escape and evasion

I'm an identity thief, he's like Jason Bateman

I was raised in Hell, we grew up twins

We used to talk at the same time, move in unison

Headed down the wrong path, we both were distorted

He wanted to eat the body, I wanted to pork it

It's unfortunate we both went separate ways

As soon as we came to a road with a fork in it

I noticed in the instance, I begin to age

At a quicker pace the further we'd separate in distance

But I've forgotten his existence within five minutes

Love means nothin' to me, my life's like tennis

Thought for a long time I'd never recover

I had a good thing, shoulda kept my bread and butter

I wanna see him dead but people with close connections

Usually go within seconds of another


[Verse 2]

I am related to hatred, I have a cousin inside of a coven

I get my hexes for next to nothin', a dime a dozen

Now I don't purchase 'cause I was sewn curses

That were sewn together with words from my own verses

Coincidence? I noticed twice

I gave her the benefit of the doubt, maybe they were oversights

It's not like her, 'cause if she wanted a ghostwriter

She could've contacted an actual poltergeist

She re-used a classic

I could hear her voice through the white noise with the TV tuned in static

I had proof, a sure-tell sign

But she must've put a Spell on my mind like Blue Magic

It faded soon

But came back the second I ate something she gave me, she made me taste a spoon

I can't call her, last time I even saw her

She was on a broom ridin' over the face of the Moon