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devil in my ear - ebk eski lyrics

[intro: cobo75]
(it’s crazy)
brr, brr

[chorus: cobo75]
devil in my ear tellin’ me, “get rid of ’em”
angels reappear, got to talkin’ ’bout them benjamins
but then again, when we can’t catch him, gotta k!ll his friends
so i spin block for block, opp for opp, tryna injure them
hop out, bless a man, i remember him, he got left where he live
photoshop his brain, i’m tryna change, but don’t stop clappin’ things
off meds in traffic my favorite feelin’
high as h*ll, eyes in the mirror
i can tell he not a k!ller
there go 12, they can’t get near us

[verse 1: cobo75]
both artists, but wе not the same
they bap in raps, i lovе to paint
you had a cap gun, i had a eight
don’t up that gun, run away
don’t own a firearm, buddy lazy
movin’ wrong gon’ [?]
fap this chrome, this time a drac’
d.o.a., can’t leave a trace
box me in, bet i make a way
trainin’ drill, i can’t come to play
i f*ck with yercs, but his sh*t fake
type of drugs you gotta make
“cobo, why you like to take?”
’cause he was scared or he was fake
trench life how i operate
either way i got ’em straight
grip my steel behind the wheel
12 better not try to play
basic sh*t, still got away
for them bucks, who wanna race?
take his v, he a straight
face the vic’, he had a lot to say
chase a mick’ down his block today
a lot of shots, not a lot to say
[verse 2: ebk eski]
n*gga, i been in your shoes before, i was in my shoes before
i do it for wop
catch a n*gga that be with them n*ggas and that’s why i’m shootin’ your for
i can see clearly now through the scope
squeeze that b*tch, can’t look away until i see smoke
n*gga, it ain’t sh*t we ain’t did before
foenem standin’ on business, i was missin’
had to go do a bid before
run into n*ggas, i ever know
wanna live? better blow
keep one up ready to go
them b*tches nice and steady, you know?
don’t lose your life over somethin’ petty, you know?
only lettin’ you know ’cause it’s better, you know?
in traffic slidin’, gps to your lo’
soon as you move, you get blessed at your door
‘xtended clip and drums, a whole lot of extra to blow
hit up a crowd without checkin’ a ho
i know n*ggas diggin’ graves and they wanna shovel some more
mass shootin’, pull up throwin’ fire like that was the devil for sure

- ebk eski lyrics

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