H.E.L.L

I don't need fans, I'm feeling myself
Don't need no meds if I'm healing myself
Real is the wealth, moving in stealth
Advocate devils, like who in the hell
Here in the now the future can tell
Keeping our soul 'cause it's not up for sale
Facin' a world forever in cells
Here is the Eden we built for ourselves
I don't need fans, I'm feeling myself
Don't need no meds I'm healing myself
Real is the wealth, moving in stealth
Advocate devils, like who in the hell
All of us
Spark it up
Pass to the left then I'm on this mic til martyrdom
Pen to the pad, like capitalism, I mark it up
No Marxist but the farce is that this shit is fair
Don't want solutions, want targets, bruh!
No arms, but I throw hands like Rayman
They plan to underthrow
But we too busy with division for that crushing blow
Like crack rock, from bad cops, these pad locks on our soul
They call this freedom, we didn't know they forgot an O (Ohhhh!)
Back to the point (yuh)
Like the knife that pulled (yuh)
He wanted my coins (yuh)
I came for the love but they met me with hate
Didn't have a choice (I didn't)
Maybe I did never them in for the sake of poise
(fuck 'em!)
I don't need fans, I'm feeling myself
Don't need no meds if I'm healing myself
Real is the wealth, moving in stealth
Advocate devils, like who in the hell
Here in the now the future can tell
Keeping our soul 'cause it's not up for sale
Facin' a world forever in cells
Here is the Eden we built for ourselves
I don't need fans, I'm feeling myself
Don't need no meds I'm healing myself
Real is the wealth, moving in stealth
Advocate devils, like who in the hell
I'm just playing a role, I'm just playing a part.
Don't know where it ends, I don't know where it starts.
If love always wins what's this pain in my heart?
I'm pushing for light but I'm clearing the dark
So clear out my path!
I'm part of discussions, the artist is nothing
The art is induction, disruptions disgusting
The dark is succumbing, the monsters are coming
The devils have fallen, and angels are bluffing
The dragons and dungeons, Aladdin discomfort
The drag on percussion, has landed in drummers
In mansions and slummers, the drastic corruption
Expanded in numbers, the past in destruction!
Mmm
Money on my face, now I can't fall
Counting all the change I can handle
Funny how a blades from a grass full
And how I make a flame from a candle
Burning desires
The burden expires
For the love of the game
Now I'm learning and fired
Let's go!
I don't need fans, I'm feeling myself
Don't need no meds if I'm healing myself
Real is the wealth, moving in stealth
Advocate devils, like who in the hell
Here in the now the future can tell
Keeping our soul 'cause it's not up for sale
Facin' a world forever in cells
Here is the Eden we built for ourselves
I don't need fans, I'm feeling myself
Don't need no meds I'm healing myself
Real is the wealth, moving in stealth
Advocate devils, like who in the hell
Wanna hang in the garden
No Babylon
No Babylon (No Babylon!)
No Babylon
Wanna hang in the garden
No Babylon (No Babylon!)
No Babylon (No Babylon!)
No Babylon (No Babylon!)