“Lucifers Fist” by Vocab Slick | Hip Hop Song Review
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Lyrics of Vocab Slick – Lucifers Fist
—chorus
You can’t let up don’t loosen your grip –
We all just trying to do doge Lucifer fist-
There’s a war goin on
out side you can’t miss-
if you can’t pay attention
Then you bound to get hit-
———————-
Run for cover
It’s a all out war-
From sea ta shore
And that ain’t a metaphor-
I can see the bullets flying
That ain’t pain you can afford-
They wanna redesign yo melon
And I don’t mean decor-
Hard core back and forth
Had ta make a show a force-
Something like a swinging sword
Ta get these suckas switching course-
range is short I don’t
See em stepping up less of course-
It’s up they porch and even then
They need support-
Time is fleeting and So’s my patience,
my motivation-
Is ta overcome the struggle
I been undertaking –
Hopefully Before
the undertaker makes
My last arrangements-
booked on that final
Vacation marked for expiration-
So everydays an expectation
Ta seek greatness-
No time wasted
Vibe is courtside game 6-
Frontline anxious
Trench living , current status-
Never no hiatus
Gotta keep my head where the game is-
——chorus
There’s a changing a the guard
Dressed in camouflage garb-
Amplify the voice
so you can hear the dialog-
Tell yo squad bon voyage
You ain’t getting out unharmed-
I’m a danger for all involved
Get you slumped like fentanyl-
Cocktails by Molotov
Ta burn the false facade-
Then imma clip obituaries
And put together a collage-
All stories don’t end happy
Like my favorite massage-
And I agree that life’s too short
You could ask the homie Todd-
Now you should go and visit
yo Church mosque or synagogue-
And pray to whatever yo
Version a God-
Pray that yo forgiven and Sins
could get washed-
Pray that yo loved ones don’t
Get caught in a fight
that you should a fought-
Life’s get lost and
The exchange, ain’t never fair-
Fate has a funny way A making it clear
The devil is real and Instead a me shedding a tear-
I keep boots on the ground laced
Tight, if you ain’t ready Then I suggest you go get a pair-