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I Am the Devil Video (MV)




Performed By: KULT KRIMES
Length: 2:29
Written by: London Van Rooy




KULT KRIMES - I Am the Devil Lyrics




Your back is cracked, I got a lot of feelings
Not a one to make you feel gold
But one to satisfy
Your dreams were sold, is something I been preaching
Nothing to make you feel whole without you playing dead
I own these streets your walking on while whipping my tail and pointing my horns into the souls of force fed greed
Come here and show me you have another face
It's not the one that was free
It's just the one I'll take

Have to change ya sheets, your clothes, feed the cats, the kids, whatever feeds the deeds, ya said
Ya got plans to make the gold, 2077 came, you broke and dead now. I'll bend the backs of broken men, so don't crack jokes and censor your friends. You'll raise your fists at me and scream, "" m' me m' me, why why why why why why why me me. I built the part between you and the sun. The sun could never pierce what was unseen. Nowhere to call a home, so I stayed here and picked apart what you believe.

I am the one here at this fruit filled tree
It didn't take much to indulge in all my creed
I've been trading for keeps until these F*ckers bleed out
No one is left to boast about their faith now

If I present the coping mechanism then
Your chains will tighten round both ya ankles
Send the proper plead until your breed believes that what they have seen will feed me feed me!
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Your back is cracked, I got a lot of feelings
Not a one to make you feel gold
But one to satisfy
Your dreams were sold, is something I been preaching
Nothing to make you feel whole without you playing dead
I own these streets your walking on while whipping my tail and pointing my horns into the souls of force fed greed
Come here and show me you have another face
It's not the one that was free
It's just the one I'll take

Have to change ya sheets, your clothes, feed the cats, the kids, whatever feeds the deeds, ya said
Ya got plans to make the gold, 2077 came, you broke and dead now. I'll bend the backs of broken men, so don't crack jokes and censor your friends. You'll raise your fists at me and scream, "" m' me m' me, why why why why why why why me me. I built the part between you and the sun. The sun could never pierce what was unseen. Nowhere to call a home, so I stayed here and picked apart what you believe.

I am the one here at this fruit filled tree
It didn't take much to indulge in all my creed
I've been trading for keeps until these F*ckers bleed out
No one is left to boast about their faith now

If I present the coping mechanism then
Your chains will tighten round both ya ankles
Send the proper plead until your breed believes that what they have seen will feed me feed me!
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Writer: London Van Rooy
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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