Devil Is A Judge
MEZ Lyrics

I wonder if the devil is a judge
I ponder whether the devil serves as a judge, imprisoning individuals

Lockin' niggas up
He confines people behind bars

Lockin' niggas up, yeah
Detaining individuals, without a doubt

I wonder if I tell her I'm in love
I contemplate if confessing my love to her

Would she let me cut?
Would she allow me to engage in sexual activity?

Would she let me cut, yeah?
Will she grant me the chance to be intimate?

I wonder if I'm runnin' out of luck
I question whether I am losing fortune

I don't believe in luck
I do not have faith in chance

Doin' different stuff, yeah
Engaging in various activities, indeed

I wonder if I had a million bucks
I speculate on the impact of possessing one million dollars

Would I give a fuck?
Would I truly care?

Would I give a?
Would I even bother?

2008, man, shit was great back then
In the year 2008, my friend, things were fantastic at that time

My boy had a stu' at the crib, we stayed packed in
My friend had a studio setup at home, and we stayed crowded inside

Girbaud jeans and the smoke from the Mild Black and's
Wearing Girbaud jeans while puffing on Mild Black and's cigarettes

Girls can't shut the fuck up when we trackin'
Girls cannot stay quiet when we are making music

I'd search internet Hypebeast, I stayed tapped in
I frequently searched Hypebeast online, remaining connected

What's that you wearin', niggas was always askin'
Others always inquired about the clothing we wore

Mama used to clean the tub with Ajax then
My mother would clean the bathtub using Ajax cleaning product

And I would hate the smell
I despised the scent

I told her we'll be wealthy
I assured her that we would become rich

I mean it you'll see
I genuinely meant it, and you would witness it

Maybe live in Chelsea
Possibly residing in the neighborhood of Chelsea

New York was always hard on me but it was healthy
New York City was constantly challenging for me, but it was beneficial

I'm a doctor with the grammar I swear that I'm Kelsey
I possess exceptional skills with language and assure you that I am proficient

Surgical with this bitch Jake, fuckin' with me's a mistake (yeah)
I am highly skilled and precise in my craft, associating with me is an error

And I knew it how homies reacted to my first mixtape
I recognized it from my friends' response to my initial mixtape

I was workin' at Buffalo Wild Wings, it would get played
While employed at Buffalo Wild Wings, my music was frequently played

By the cooks in the kitchen some older head said, 'This kid straight'
The cooks in the kitchen, along with an older individual, commented, 'This kid is talented'

Sung it and shook your wings in a bucket BBQ mesquite
Singing along and vigorously shaking your wings in a bucket, flavored with BBQ mesquite

Cops always fucked with us
The police frequently harassed us

Always stopped us for nothin'
They would consistently detain us without cause

Your skin dark, your surroundin's is southern
Your skin is of a darker complexion, and your environment has southern characteristics

It's gone be harder than others
It will be more challenging than for others

I think that's partially where anger would come from
I suspect that is partly the source of my anger

We spoke well, but had choppers that stutter
We communicated eloquently, but possessed weapons that hesitated to function

I wonder
I speculate