"God & Earrings" lyrics
Devon Hendryx Lyrics
You
Yes, Generation Y, we love you Devon
Yeah, God and earrings
Church and tattoos
The devil told me that the bible was bad news
So I rock my own shoes
That new wave Juice Crew
Gen Y baby
We are the future, old school
Uh
Sex, money, and dreams
All a nigga knows
And I've become a expert far as bitches go
Nice hobby
Ron Jeremy with this hip-hop shit, nigga
Fuck everybody
Uh
We in the club and them hoes start asking
Why my Metacritic score makes me so handsome
But here's my opinion on other people's opinions
Form your own opinion, fuck other people's opinions
Cooking up that coke in my neon kitchen, boy
And Devon stay winning cause he don't play with it
Damn
And look at all these fucks I give, I'm so generous
East side, go ham
Too many MCs, not enough fans (Huh)
Too many MCs, not enough fans (Huh)
Too many MCs, not enough fans (Huh)
Left side, go ham
Too many MCs, not enough fans (Huh)
Too many MCs, not enough fans (Huh)
Too many MCs, not enough fans (Huh) (Yeah, uh, yeah, uh)
You will never know what it feels like to be defeated
When you stay going down on the path of the unbeaten
Money equals happiness
Money equals happiness
So take your bullshit freestyles and put a stamp on it
Send it off to record labels, tell them you a beast
Never had a show, but you wanna fill the seats
My G, my laziness is greater than your greatest effort
I pray for riches to put my momma in credit heaven
I feel great, better yet, I feel cursed
What's worse?
Tell you where I'm from
The era of that balsam, killer cam, rock-steady jigga
Where you might get stabbed for the Charizard, nigga
Working 9 to 5, a victim of task force
Where justice is a luxury that only rich can afford
So next time you spit by smoking and wearing felt
Remember you being different just like everybody else, nigga
East side, go ham
Too many MCs, not enough fans (Huh)
Too many MCs, not enough fans (Huh)
Too many MCs, not enough fans (Huh)
Left side, go ham
Too many MCs, not enough fans (Huh)
Too many MCs, not enough fans (Huh)
Too many MCs, not enough fans (Huh, Uh, yeah, uh)
Oh God
Yes, Generation Y, we love you Devon
Yeah, God and earrings
Church and tattoos
The devil told me that the bible was bad news
So I rock my own shoes
That new wave Juice Crew
Gen Y baby
We are the future, old school
Uh
Sex, money, and dreams
All a nigga knows
And I've become a expert far as bitches go
Nice hobby
Ron Jeremy with this hip-hop shit, nigga
Fuck everybody
Uh
We in the club and them hoes start asking
Why my Metacritic score makes me so handsome
But here's my opinion on other people's opinions
Form your own opinion, fuck other people's opinions
Cooking up that coke in my neon kitchen, boy
And Devon stay winning cause he don't play with it
Damn
And look at all these fucks I give, I'm so generous
East side, go ham
Too many MCs, not enough fans (Huh)
Too many MCs, not enough fans (Huh)
Too many MCs, not enough fans (Huh)
Left side, go ham
Too many MCs, not enough fans (Huh)
Too many MCs, not enough fans (Huh)
Too many MCs, not enough fans (Huh) (Yeah, uh, yeah, uh)
You will never know what it feels like to be defeated
When you stay going down on the path of the unbeaten
Money equals happiness
Money equals happiness
So take your bullshit freestyles and put a stamp on it
Send it off to record labels, tell them you a beast
Never had a show, but you wanna fill the seats
My G, my laziness is greater than your greatest effort
I pray for riches to put my momma in credit heaven
I feel great, better yet, I feel cursed
What's worse?
Tell you where I'm from
The era of that balsam, killer cam, rock-steady jigga
Where you might get stabbed for the Charizard, nigga
Working 9 to 5, a victim of task force
Where justice is a luxury that only rich can afford
So next time you spit by smoking and wearing felt
Remember you being different just like everybody else, nigga
East side, go ham
Too many MCs, not enough fans (Huh)
Too many MCs, not enough fans (Huh)
Too many MCs, not enough fans (Huh)
Left side, go ham
Too many MCs, not enough fans (Huh)
Too many MCs, not enough fans (Huh)
Too many MCs, not enough fans (Huh, Uh, yeah, uh)
Oh God
