Killer Mike & EL-P – Don’t Let The Devil (ft. Thank You Good Sir) (Audio, Lyrics)

Killer Mike & EL-P collaborate on the single version of the song, “Don’t Let The Devil,” featuring Thank You Good Sir. Listen, stream, read the lyrics, buy the track produced by No I.D., El-P & Little Shalimar.

Killer Mike & El P Don’t Let The Devil

Killer Mike is a multi-hyphenate talent. He is a rapper, activist, actor, and businessman. He rose to fame in the early 2000s, releasing several solo albums and collaborating with various legendary artists such as OutKast and Jay-Z. Killer Mike is known for his socially and politically conscious lyrics. He often addresses issues related to race, poverty, and police brutality. Additionally, he has been a vocal advocate for black empowerment. Mike has used his platform to support various social causes, including the Black Lives Matter movement. In addition to his music career, Killer Mike has also been involved in various entrepreneurial ventures. He owns a barbershop and has launched his own line of cannabis products. Most recently, Mike appeared on Lil Dicky’s Dave.

Killer Mike & EL-P – Don’t Let The Devil (ft. Thank You Good Sir) (prod. No I.D., El-P & Little Shalimar)

20 April 2023
1 Song, 2 minutes
℗ 2023 VLNS, LLC., Under exclusive license to Loma Vista Recordings. Distributed by Concord.

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Killer Mike]
The jewel runners, the product of many cruel summers
And the description was fittin’, they say it’s two gunners
Slap chickpeas out your cheek until you drool hummus
Left the scene in Hellcat Scream ’cause we don’t do Hondas
But we do Benihanas, takin’ your baby mama
She hostage me in the Hummer, she kiss it to pay me homage
She work it like I deserve it, she move like the perfect pervert
They say Mississippi burnin’, I’m sippin’ syrup eatin’ sherbet
Watch the world go to Hell as I’m laughing sayin’ “It’s perfect”
Catch me after Sunday service disturbin’ the churches workers
Tell the deacon we ain’t speaking, need money, his prayers worthless
I can tell through my alertness he’s nervous about his purchase
In the name of Jesus, the reefer, I serve a purpose
I got higher than the sky, as I fly over earth surface
Flyin’ satellite height as I’m looking at earth’s circus
Keep your eyes on the prize and don’t let the devil coerce you

[Chorus]
It’s so hard
Oh no, don’t you let
It’s so hard
Oh no, don’t you let
It’s so

[Verse 2: El-P]
Bad to meet me, A to K-er sprayin’ the greedy
You should’ve brought the Uzi, oopsie, I’m a doozie
How you movin’, one of two in, super groupin’
Gorrilla glued up to the cash, couldn’t lose it
Good gracious, motherfuckers really not dangerous
Any pussy that hate ’em simply facin’ erasure
Jaime for mayor, vote for the brain fileter
Be a AR, spray the radar down invaders
Fame destined, the piggy disection connection
Put necks in, grip and afflict tension, upper rope elbow to plexis
No mid smoke, upper smoke, only the low would make an exception
BrookLanta Lord bless us, snipers at the nexus
Lifers come and check us, we next, still?
Goddamn the game it ain’t fair, thoughts and prayers
Shut the fuck up put your hands in the air, Run The Jewels

[Chorus]
It’s so hard
Oh no, don’t you let
It’s so hard
Oh no, don’t you let
It’s so

[Outro]
Run The Jewels
Don’t let, let the devil coerce
Devil coerce
Oh no, don’t you let
It’s so hard
And you killin’ the devil, ’cause he winnin’