Choose an instrument, we'll begin Said the devil with a grin I choose trumpet, you want a Xylophone ? Your sins boy, its time for you to atone Instruments made of string or brass False choices, no, on those I'll pass I'll fight the devil in a musical grapple I'm the best DJ, so "I choose an Apple " "I accept", said the devil "boy are you crazy" This will be like taking fruit from a baby You never heard of the garden of Eden? I'll play first, you can follow my lead in His fingers danced, sure of a win playing the sound of original sin he played his best, as his demons roared I flipped open my laptop, and hit record He thought he'd play me for a fool That Devil is smart but I'm new school My father played Trumpet non stop Not me, I make music on my laptop I stepped forward, took center stage The devil glared I could feel him rage I played a remix of his own tune and the devil sensed his impending doom You tricked me boy but I'll concede Blinded by my own stupid greed I can't win, if I have to, beat myself Here's your gold boy, enjoy your new wealth He thought he'd play me for a fool That Devil is smart but I'm new school My father played Trumpet non stop Not me, I make music on my laptop Shit, not again, another ringer It's the gold fiddle, all over again, I'm still paying for that fiddle, solid gold it was, damned heavy too. If losing the gold fiddle wasn't embarrassing enough, they wrote a song about it, "The devil went down to Georgia", God I hate that song, first off, It was Hawaii But that bloody song, everywhere I go somebody has it as a ringtone. So listen to me, here is the thing about fiddles they don't normally make them from solid Metal and why not I hear you ask? Well that's simple, It's Because a solid gold fiddle sounds like shit. Gold may look pretty, but just you try to play a Bach Cello Suite, you'll hear it sounds just like a cat in heat, the whole thing was rigged, right from the get go Set up I was, for sure, ask any demon they know I swore I wouldn't do this again.. damn it. But this morning, this kid, shows up on twitter challenges me to a musical play off, pfft.. "He looks honest", I said "give him a chance" ,I said "I've trust issues", I said but I went to see him, ("Oh, What, is an, apple?") he says ("I can't, play, that!") he says ("what, Do I, suck or blow it?" ) BOTH! Bitch, you suck! and you blow! I'm Sorry about that, but That kid lied to me, He was the stephen hawking of DJ remixing, basically that How could you lie to the devil? you DJ playing, soul thieving cross road deceiving..., hold up, wait a minute does your father play, the fiddle?? oh shit