[Rage Trap Flamenco Fusion], [Chicago Footwork], [Raw Warehouse House], [1950s Gitano Cha-Cha Exotica], [Storefront Hammond Leslie], [F# Phrygian Flat Second], [Andalusian A-G-F#], [Mono Distorted 808], [Metallic Icy Hats], [Spring Reverb Sample], [Tape Flange Warble], [Backwards Reverb Pre-Roll], [Phaser 808 Tails], [Width By Subtraction], [Three Young Male Voices], [Nasal Adenoidal Rap], [Snotty Then Vulnerable] [Hook] [cold open no intro, 808 fully muted, 1/16 hats only plus palmas, sample wide open, soprano exotica, F# Phrygian, whispered chant on flat 2] I'm a jerk for the work, get it in before the chorus Gotta be Satan, it's why the world so damn worried Pills for your pleasure and sex on the mind Fool's gold for the soul, the devil's a fuckin' liar (The devil waits for no one) [Verse 1] [Voice 1 dense wordy rap dead center, breath-hungry, last two syllables doubled, 808 slams in mono F#, slow 123 kick, footwork ghost-triplets under hats, cajon buried, Hammond low Andalusian, rigid no swing] Signed it with a pen that was warm when I got it Whoever held it before me ain't hold it that long, is it obvious Momma got a cross on the wall and it's crooked I straighten it Sunday, by Monday it's crooked Red Line rattlin' like a jaw full of novocaine Old head said I look just like my father - don't say that again Fool's gold shine don't come off on a rag Been polishin' nothin' for a decade, that's a habit, not a talent (Talent) Hundred on the pass and a prayer on the tongue Don't finish either one, I just start 'em and run (Run) Devil ain't hidin', he in the lobby with a clipboard Say my name wrong on purpose so I gotta say it four more (Four more) He know it, he like it, he laughin' through his teeth I laugh back - that's the part that be worryin' me [Breakdown] [808 mute 2 bars, stereo opens, tape flange sweep, backwards reverb pre-roll, spring on the sample, whispered] Grandma keep the money in the middle of the Bible Numbers on the back of every psalm, she gamblin' on the scripture Ain't no judgment, we the same in a different font Everybody sellin' somethin', mine just come with a song (Song) [Verse 2] [Voice 2 slurred 30ms behind the grid, hard retune snap, every line answered by wide panned ad-libs, 808 returns, jacking warehouse pulse 2 bars then gone, palmas under hats] Devil wait for no one but he waited on me (On me) Sat inside the car 'til the gas hit E (Hit E) Told him roll the window, he ain't got a face to breathe (Huh?) He just got a mouth and it's shaped like a key (Ayy) Fifty on the dash and the dash tellin' on me (Tellin') Don't check the rear 'cause the rear ain't done with me (Nah) Chain so cold that it hurt when it hit my teeth (Brr) Bit down on it, tasted like the block I leave (Yeah) She ask do I love her, I said not on the clock (Clock) She said when the clock stop, I said when the body drop (Drop) That was mean and I meant it, then I meant it a lot Took it back twice, she ain't forgot, she ain't forgot [Hook] [808 out 4 bars, widest point, soprano exotica uncovered, three voices sustained chant on G natural flat 2, tape warble, phaser on the empty low end] The devil waits for no one (No one, no one) He was early, he was early (No one, no one) I was late, I was late, I was late (No one) [Verse 3] [Voice 3 highest thinnest nasal, repeats tails into consonants, 808 returns, Hammond Leslie in the basement, footwork triplets double-time against slow kick] Runnin' it, runnin' it (Run) Devil in the building but I'm rentin' it (Rent, rent it) Every room got a name that I'm sendin' it (Send, send it) Told my mans don't sign it, then I'm pennin' it (Pen, pen it) Ten in the mornin' and I'm sinnin' it (Sin) Church on the corner but I'm skippin' it (Skip) Bought my auntie a house, she ain't live in it (Nah) Asked me where it came from, ain't finish the sentence (Sen-, sen-) Hot, hot, hot, and the water ain't runnin' Pot, pot, pot on the stove for the plumbin' Told the devil not today, he said not for nothin' "I ain't come for your soul, boy - I came for your cousin" [Verse 4] [Voice 1 returns no ad-libs, 808 heaviest most centered, delivery flattens, church Hammond low A-G-F#, no swing, damage not brag] That's the part they don't tell you when you sell it You don't lose you - you lose everybody in the building Nine years old, learned to lie with my whole face Ten years old, found out my whole face was my father's Now I'm grown with a chain and a debt and a dial tone Momma call, I don't answer, let it ring in an empty home Ain't 'cause I'm busy - it's 'cause she can hear it in my tone Devil don't wait, but she do - she been waitin' by the phone [Outro] [808 mute, extra wide, language decays to consonants, cut mid-word, soprano exotica, tape slipping, spring reverb tails] No one, no one, no one (Wait) Wait, wait - (Nah) Wait, wait, wait, wait No- no- no- no- Devil waits for- [End]
