Candle Of The Devil song by R-Mean, Nas & Scott Storch from Primary Album Album not found. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Hip-Hop, Rap, East Coast music. The Record company is unknown. Released on None.
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Candle Of The Devil Meaning
| [[Intro: R-Mean, R-Mean & Nas] Daily conversations with the higher power You facin’ a soul of a rebel So before I reach my final hour (Wooh!) Blow out the candle of the devil [Verse 1: R-Mean] Genocidal survivor, son of a refugee Revolutionary, my freedom come with a hefty fee Trapped inside the mind too, tried to talk to God Told ’em kill all my demons, but my angels might die too Grindin’ since I’m age ten Single mother households tryin’ their best to raise men Know this pain a vessel to gain strength Dog in my heart, our father’s for real the farmer ‘Cause what you plant is what you harvest in the field of karma Troubled economy, struggle and poverty Embedded in my genetics, so the hustle inside of me I just know, mama was cryin’, see pops died young Immortalized forever, I just go and cock my gun As I unload and squeeze I grab the devil by his horns, cut his throat, it bleeds Stab ’em with the shattered pieces of my broken dreams Had to water the root of all evil, it’s growin’ seeds MC’s know, Mean go deep, his soul will bleed Speak for the wounded to move on They say anger is grief that’s been silent for too long Became the voice of the voiceless, the voice of my people And now my time has come, R Dash Mean The Risin’ Sun , [Chorus: R-Mean, R-Mean & Nas] Tryna spark the hate, they tryna spark fights Tryna turn my last spark to dark nights Mean & God’s Son gon’ carry the cross like (Wooh!) Blow out the candle of the devil I feel it’s gettin’ cold, they tryna reach for my soul but (Wooh!) Blow out the candle of the devil Fuck it, let’s go to war, I feel it deep as my scars like (Wooh!) Blow out the candle of the devil [Verse 2: Nas] They mad until you give ’em a bag, friendly extortion Full magazine mangled his frame, that’s his misfortune Red wine straight outta Spain, poured from a pitcher Four hour dinners out with my niggas, pour out some liquor You was taught to accept things you can’t change, I respect that To me nothin’ is monolithic Nobody exempt from who karma visit It’s Brunello Cucinelli when the suits are double breasted Never locked for drug possession The Nike head, the prodigal son Peace to Pac, to Prodigy, Pun, I chilled with each one I put words of millions of eardrums and brains A positive conduit for up-liftment and change Everything is a struggle, but lately it’s gettin’ easy What come easy won’t last, it temporarily please me Exemplary, a visionary Ghetto roots, tree on my boots, my kicks vary I rep truth, Champion sweatsuits Tea with the royal couple So we can speak on nationwide protests eruptin’ And help stop the sufferin’, but who am I? A man from QU-NY, until I die a humble guy , [Chorus: R-Mean, R-Mean & Nas] Tryna spark the hate, they tryna spark fights Tryna turn my last spark to dark nights Mean & God’s Son gon’ carry the cross like (Wooh!) Blow out the candle of the devil I feel it’s gettin’ cold, they tryna reach for my soul but (Wooh!) Blow out the candle of the devil Fuck it, let’s go to war, I feel it deep as my scars like (Wooh!) Blow out the candle of the devil [Outro: Nas & R-Mean] R-Mean, let’s go Fuck it, let’s go to war (Wooh!) Blow out the candle of the devil] |
