The Devil Got a Plan

[Verse 1: Ryu]

The Devil got a plan

He don't want you to know yet

Grab a couple ice cold 'dinas and prometh

Throw a little sprite in that bitch and you're all set

Living life fast but you're dying a slow death

They don't want to hear about the teachings of Hotep

'Cause kids care less about Kweli and Mos Def

All they wanna know is who's getting the most bread

And blow they whole check tricking off of these coke heads

The Devil got a plan

He don't want you to read it

If you smoke a little more weed maybe you'll see it

If you sniff some more speed then you might just meet him

And swear up and down that he just looks like Jesus

Don't believe it? I know it's kinda hard to concede it

But the devil doesn't always take the shape of a demon

I was chilling at a party in the Garden of Eden

Apple cores on the floor, everybody was eatin'

I was getting kinda bored, getting ready to leave

That's when I ran into a lady wearing nothing but a leaf

She said "I can do things you couldn't imagine"