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Title: Angels & Devils
Artist: R-I-P
Label: Spit Fire
Year: 2004

Last Modified: 14th September 2004
Transcribed by: R-I-P
Contact: qed@ukhh.com
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[Verse1 – Inspekt”A”Rhyme]
I’ve lived on this earth for 17 years, and what is it worth?/
Nothing…/ I keep going with this higher being inside me/
It capsizes then enticed me/
Promised me a fortune - only if I acted nicely/
‘Cause this world is a f**ked up place/
Told me I could make a change/
Got me spittin’ at the Devil from a close range/
Matter of fact – make that range at point blank/
‘Cause I ain’t looking to die like Anne Frank/
And let the enemy come close – no thanks/
I got the forces with me/ we move swiftly/
And dodge the weak attempts of any punk that’s tryna get me/
Think smart – ‘Cause ain’t a thing funny when you lose your guard/
You get Rushed/ And then Boxed/ And then What?/
Revenge comes to mind/ Like I said it’s all in the mind/
“You’re getting caught up”/ well f**k that/
I gotta give this boy at least a slap/
I took a swing – $h*t went right round and back to me/
I’m being controlled telepathically – or so it seems/
Regardless the slaps to my self - woke me up/
The Adrenaline slowed down – in a rush/
You gotta think rational/ never emotional/
“Keep ya head up and straight when such things [are] approaching you”/
A wise man said patience is a virtue/
Well mine’s run out and this man’s reached his curfew/

[Verse2 – The Rippah]
F**k turning a blind eye, F**k Mr. Nice Guy/
As a matter of fact, f**k my life/
You know I rhyme tight, what is a verse?/
I might die and it’s only worth something on Earth/
From birth I’ve been cursed/ been hurt/ many of times/
It’s the Devil inside – wrecking many of lives/
That’s saying suttin ‘cause I got a strong mind/
I find I’m always in the right place, but at the wrong time/
Ain’t ready for life, but f**k death if we are next/
Superstition got me slipping, losing grip like DMX/
Bopping street vex – my mind made up/
Swayed into the dark side of chasing the paper/
I’m left possessing a knife/
I find myself compelled to do what’s wrong instead of right/
You might die if you cross me in the dead of night/
I’m dead serious like a car with no headlights/
Death’ll fear me when I look him in the face/
If a man steps out of line, “Put him in a grave!!!”
Don’t get me wrong - I ain’t aggy as f**k/
I’m plagued with demons – forcing me to stab up your mum/
Then “RUN!” but only to the next victim/
“Painting the town blood red is your only mission”/
I’m scared of my right hand – I can’t handle fear/
See you in hell, ‘cause right now I’m out of here/

[Hook – Inspekt”A”Rhyme, The Rippah]
I’m moved by the holy angels/
Tried to be nice – but this life is fatal/
Coming straight from the cradle/ to the grave/
The only thing I got to show for is my pain/
The madness got me insane/

I’m possessed by the devil himself/
Hurting my head/
This rebel tryna better myself/
No luck, so I think ‘BUN that’ and I rep for myself/
F**k the world ‘cause I don’t need nobody else/