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I swear these artists worship the Devil You see the symbols in they videos, it's not accidental They sold their souls to be famous, it's not a debt they can settle Just check the lyrics, you can hear it on every instrumental These award shows aren't about the music or visuals They're designed to be identical to satanic rituals You buy tickets to concerts, you not aware they're performin' Black Mass and the fans are part of the ceremony The industry been infected, Illuminati agendas Communicate with the youth, usin' messages in our records It's all black magic, wanna hear the Devil? Play the track backwards This is facts, witchcraft in our rap albums Celebrities have clearly been cursed Research the conspiracy first It's so obvious they're tauntin' us with Lil Uzi Vert Say it slow, sound it out: Lil Lucifer There's devils around me, GOATs on they mantles I walk through the valley, they follow in shadows Nothin' can scare me, if I get buried Angels will pick up the torch that I carried They cannot have me, I'd rather see gallows Look at the logos of major labels, they all been designed To imitate pentagrams or the all-seeing eye And their artists are constantly killed and losin' their lives Letras de cancionesYou know that sacrificin' people's how the Devil survives They say that music can heal you, but the rhymes are like cancer Cover one eye, make a triangle, it's satanic sign language The label executives practice Satan's religion And every album gets blessed 'cause it's a sacred tradition There's a spirit in the lyrics, the song has a hidden meanin' Make the crowd sing all the words, and they can summon a demon You don't wanna believe that your favourite artist is evil But he was young once too, and fame was something he needed He sold his soul for a dollar, the label had what he wanted They use his songs for their sermons, they make him look like a prophet And there's always two sides, where there's Hell, there's a Heaven And music can be beautiful or have an agenda There's devils around me, GOATs on they mantles I walk through the valley, they follow in shadows Nothin' can scare me, if I get buried Angels will pick up the torch that I carried They cannot have me, I'd rather see gallows Dear God, gimme your strength and gimme your wisdom Hold the demons back and keep the Devil out of distance It's been a while since I was in a church or been a Christian But I'm prayin' all the time, and I know that you still listen The industry is evil, Satan infiltrates the business These artists think it's cool, please forgive 'em They know not what they're doing to the fans that they're convincing Let my music be the exorcism There's devils around me, GOATs on they mantles I walk through the valley, they follow in shadows Nothin' can scare me, if I get buried Angels will pick up the torch that I carried They cannot have me, I'd rather see gallows From Letras Mania