INTRO

Robert Johnson - Me and The Devil Blues

Early this morning, When you knocked upon my door

Early this morning, oooh, When you knocked upon my door

I said Hello Satan, I believe it's time to go

BRIDGE 1 [THEJONESMOB]

I wanna spark a doobie in school

So I can spark the idea that we don't wanna follow rules

But I'm independent and the crowd will squish me beneath

See I'm the only one trying so I'm seen as the least

Now if the whole world came and said fuck education

No one would protest, It'd be the choice of the nation

It's the amount of people who make the movements happen

And for now it's me against the world, captain

VERSE 1: [THEJONESMOB]

Satan be tempting us

But we feel as if we're tempting ourselves because we ain't seen the presence of hell

I guess Satan is imagination

It's self benefit that lead's us into damnation

Tell me who would give a buck to an old fiend

Who can't eat yet owns the money for a Rollie

You selfish fucker now this old man won't eat

But you rap bout ice on your wrist until you go cheap

Kill a man to save yourself, I speak for most humans

I would, given I lived moment then I'd do it

To break a life, rather than take it away

Is a form of murder like the Eye's breaking of J

Since these rich men murder, I must too

If I my soul be unto Satan so I can live and truly party

But I ain't trying to party

I mean, why gain the world and lose your soul if you can't even choose the cost

Watch a conspiracy video on youtube and y'all say

“golly, guess the truth's beyond me”

Your idea of New World Order is based off

Immortal Technique and a youtube vid, stupid kids

This a movement kids, and y'all need proof to stop me

I could prove to Gotti, that J got the wrong theme

Cause worshiping another human ain't great

You can't pray for nothing but your own fate

It's in your brain, these secret spirits don't exist

No one's gone say zip if you don't believe this phony shit

Its paper tigers in your mind, stop your moaning kid

Like homie, you don't know me but the whole world owe me, strip

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No one listens to you, but they can see you speaking

Hearing and listening are different, do you perceive me

You've got a voice but it ain't that loud

Me too, but I ain't that proud

BRIDGE 2 [THEJONESMOB]

I wanna spark a doobie at home

So I can spark the idea that my parents don't own/ me

But I'm independent and the crowd'll squish me beneath

See I'm the only one trying so I'm seen as the least

But if the children said I don't want a mom or dad

The parent's would decide on the children they had

It's the amount of people who make the movements happen

And for now it's me against the world, captain

VERSE 2 [THEJONESMOB]

I thought these fucks were a racist group

But now that black men represent them it's like they ate the truth

Back in the day, sadly, a black voice ain't the truth

Now their voice can rap and that's music so they take the news

Over since the media is focused on the music and if music reps

Illuminati then they got their way with you

Who throws up the triangle when they watch the throne

And say they ought to know who J reps if it's not his own

Label, who's he repping, I can't watch it if I'm sitting on it

I ain't even like this chair dog I'm just shitting on it 3:32

Now I'm living life with a promise

Guess my soul is worth a whole fucking lot if Satan's grip is on it

Like dog you if really want us all to go to hell

Just toss money to each of us then your plan be going well

Like damn we overwhelmed, the western world so stressed

I bet most would throw away religion just to own himself

None of y'all are atheists, y'all are pagans

Not the kind that worships witches and dragons

You worship riches and wealth and bitches and health

And all of those who generally just live for themselves

You are your own god, have you not noticed it?

If not, tell me why are you living your life knowing it 3:55

Will one day crumble and be forgotten

If you don't worship something your existence would be rotten

And if you've got no gods then you've got no goals, 4:04

But you have goals, they're sex, money, and benefit, woah

Those are your gods, no it's just what I like to do

You like it cause you seek inner pleasure to enlighten you

You believe in this mental presence of greatness

As humans we know living bored ain't fit for man

You need the sex and broads to make it real life

And the drugs and laughter to make it feel right

BRIDGE 3 [THEJONESMOB]

I wanna spark a doobie in jail

So I can spark the idea that I don't like the bail

I'm independent so the crowd will squish me beneath

See I'm the only one trying so I'm seen as the least

See if all the inmates admit they sposed to be there

The bail wouldn't count, either way it don't seem fair

It's the amount of people who make the movements happen

And for now it's me against the world, captain

VERSE 3 [THEJONESMOB]

4:45

Last night Robert Johnson came to me in a dream

He said it's time to go Matt, you've been leaving a sweet

Reason for us to take you: see you're scheming up schemes

That make Satan look phony folks believe that he's weak

I said Rob, look folks ain't ever worship Satan

So don't act like they follow him, in fact this world hates him

They love themselves and they love their money

But they don't know that's Satan thinks it himself, ain't it funny

5:11

Look at these arrogant white folk who say that they're Christians

Because they go to church once a week and feel above the system

You're still worshiping money over your god

Luke 16:13 your religion is a fraud

That don't mean there ain't a heaven

That just means if there is one you ain't choosing brethren who's sent in

So who's to blame for making Illuminati a pop fad

Not bad, cause now kids live in fear to talk bad

Rob was like, “ nice speech and shit 5:22

But you know nothing bout the devil you a feeble kid

You are talking like you know shit and even if

You did you're still coming with me deeper kid”

I said Rob, I know you're doing your job

But you were just like me fore you turned that knob

Let the devil the in your house, and revel about

Til he took your soul and laughed and made you tremble and shout

See I ain't letting no one in my brain until they break me

You'd think it was a rape scene, shit I'm not even eight teen

Statutory shit, but for now I'll keep my slate clean

And make cream like a hypocrite with a fake dream

BRIDGE 4 [THEJONESMOB]

I wanna spark a doobie at church

I can spark the idea that it ain't getting us hurt

But I'm independent and the crowd will squish me beneath

See I'm the only one trying so I'm seen as the least

So if the whole congregation says that weed is for Jesus

I'd spark a doobie in church, and wouldn't have to make reasons

It's the amount of people who make the movements happen

And for now it's me against the world, captain

VERSE 4 [THEJONESMOB]

Guess don't matter how we each wanna make a fortune

Since what we hear is tied lies of fake distortion

They hate overpopulation yet they hate abortion

Bank's are forfeit so we got all these gangstas morphing

6:31

Into pop stars cause the game twisted out proportion

I make the music, but to publish I hafta ask beforehand

No man is favored less his pen works in his sword hand

But in a war I prefer the sword, damn

For six minutes I'm on a roll repeating

The same facts over and over to you fuckers til you know the meaning

It's the government talking - course there's no deceiving

They paid me to make this, you don't know, oh believing

6:51

Lies it what ties into fear, making life demeaning

Cause we're in fear yet you don't even know the key and

The key is that you're living in fear of what you won't believe in

Since you think it's fake, yet fear is real and normal even

Fuck censorship we got wives of soldiers cheating

On their husbands, and they don't even show the freedom

That their husbands fighting for yet the war is more than beating

Foreigners up, its taking them to court to see them

7:11

On trial to make them admit the whole war they breathe and

Our governments do this and still we don't notice even

This ain't a short lecture like a Gary Coleman meeting

This is depressing rap – listen til your soul is fleeting

Good on you if you listened this far

It's just me and Robert Johnson while we sit in a bar

And then the devil walks in and says never again

Will a boy disrespect me with a limitless charge

I said fuck you Satan, and fuck the all seeing Eye

Really I said fuck you to my creativity

Because all this shit is just imagination

Fear of the unknown is what makes us [radio jamming/audio cut]