My evergreen playlist track for today is Devil's work by Lucas Joyner and choosing this track today means I am trying to send a message and help you see what I saw in the track that qualifiers it for my playlist.
After watching the video, you will see why it is a track that elicits serious discussions and then leaves you dazed with ideas on what exactly the work of the devil is.
I will be doing some view rants about the song and how I relate to it.
When death hits close to home, we are left with so many broken thoughts that drives us to searching for answers. We beat ourselves and beat everything good around us because we wish the good will live longer than the bad.
The song, Devil’s Work which was released on 2nd May 2019, and is Joyner's second single from his album, ADHD.
We all know the devil for being the king of the world and one who causes so much mischief and evil and when anything that is not good happens, we blame the devil. You must have heard someone caught in a lie or crime confess, "it is the devil's work."
Joyner shot the video of this song in Church which symbolizes he is trying to communicate with God, the Almighty about his pain of having to see good people die while the worse ones live on and keep causing more pain to the world.
The intro starts off with "Father, forgive me" and then the blast of words that allows you to see and understand what message the song is trying to send across.
You can see the pictures of stars such as Nipsey Hussle, XXXTentacion, Tupac, Biggie Smalls, Eazy-E, Aaliyah, Trayvon Martin, Whitney Houston and Michael Jackson he chose to use as a tool to send his message across and watching the video just makes you agree that the devil's work is really causing pain in the world.
The video saw Joyner having what seemed like a heart to heart discuss with God who he thinks allows the devil to keep taking away the good ones, while the bad ones thrive. It is really a touching visual that takes you on a journey down memory lane where you see someone like Whitney Houston or Michael Jackson at their element.
The world as we know it is filled with terrible happenstances and we get to see good people fall and die from the hands of the evil ones. We got to recently see Nipsey Hussle get slain in cold blood by his own friend Eric Holder and that was heartbreaking.
Also, we see the various untimely deaths of Michael Jackson, Whitney Houston and XXXTentacion from overdose, Tupac and Biggie from gang violence and the likes.
The song is amazing and it allows us to have a definite reflection of what life is about and how we react to the way unpleasant things affect us when they happen.
In the entire length of the song, Joyner only mentioned the title of the song twice and at the end and you just have to be shocked more to see how the damage the work done by the devil affects us all even if we never take time to talk about them.
have a sing along time to the Lyrics.
[Intro]
Father, forgive me
[Verse]
I'm staring at this Bible as I keep glancing
Dear Lord, I got questions and I need answers
Tryna understand your vision, all I see is damage
Just a bunch of dead bodies in the street camping
A bunch of lost souls on their feet standing
We supposed to be your children, I thought we family
You're supposed to be my Father, bruh, I need answers
We don't need to die young, we just need chances
Tired of living on the edge so we keep scrambling
Tryna talk to these strippers but they keep dancing
We just wanna be number one like Steve Francis
Bow our heads, say a prayer, now the seed's planted
Everywhere I turn, I'm seeing MC's vanish
Lot of good niggas gone, I don't understand it
Lot of families lost in the streets stranded
I ain't tryna disrespect you, I just need answers
I know you're watching us from heaven thinking, "Who to save?"
Cherry pickin' who should go next and who should stay
I'd be on my way to heaven if I knew the way
And bring back every good nigga you choose to take
They say you never wrong, but you done made a few mistakes
'Cause you taking the wrong niggas, maybe you should trade
Trade us back all the real ones, remove the fakes
I think you should trade
(Give us 2Pac back, and take that nigga Suge (Ooh!)
Let the legend resurrect and he gon' live for good (Ooh!)
I been screaming "Thug life" in every different hood (Thug life, thug life)
If only you could bring him back, Lord I wish you would
Give us Biggie, give us Pun, give us Triple X
Take that nigga Trump with you, that's a bigger threat
There's too much power for a coward with no intellect
That's a bigot with a collar, there's a disconnect
Niggas dying, Mama crying, Grandma need a tissue
Niggas shootin' up a church, now I need a pistol
All them niggas still livin', you don't see the issue
But how you take Selena and then you take Aaliyah with you?
I ain't tryna disrespect, just need to meet up with you (Lord)
I ain't tryna overstep, just want to reason with you (Lord)
Give us back our loved ones and take the evil with you (Lord)
Send them suckers straight to hell, they don't need a vigil (Woo!)
I need you to give us back Martin Luther, take Martin Shkreli (Take!)
Give us back Malcolm, take R. Kelly
R.I.P. Lil Snupe, give that boy his life back
Take Eric Holder, give us Eric Wright back
I'm sending you this message, Lord, I hope you hit me right back
They say I'm on the wrong train, I know I'm on the right track (Yeah)
'Cause Trayvon gone, and all he did was try to fight back
Zimmerman walk around free, we don't like that (We don't like that)
Why you take our mothers from us?
Our fathers and our sisters and our cousins from us?
Got these children getting murdered while they double dutchin'
Wonder why the fuck you take Nipsey Hussle from us?
Damn, you took a true king, a true brother from us
This a fuckin' marathon, but they runnin' from us
Now everybody got guns, nigga's up to something
And every gangsta wanna prove that they tough or something
You know it's not fair, tell the truth, I've been in my feelings too
But if you took Emmett Till, at least take Dylann Roof
At least take James Holmes, I ain't even mad at that
Just bring back Whitney, and give us Michael Jackson back
Feds want me in the slammer, damn
Ain't no justice for Sandra Bland, we up like the ceiling fan
Lord, if you listenin', I'm just lookin' for a hand to hand
Take out the fuck niggas and give us back our fam again
Drownin' in my tears, tryna pray for something (Woo!)
Wonder why you give us life for you to take it from us (Woo!)
Wonder why you give us family then erase them from us (Woo!)
Maybe hopefully you can have a conversation with us (Yeah)
Maybe I'm just probably tripping 'cause I need a hug (I need a hug)
The hood can't find jobs, now we need a plug (We need a plug)
Everybody and their mama tryna be a thug
I don't go to church 'cause I'm afraid of being judged
I've been starin' at the ceiling as I lie in bed
Watchin' niggas follow trends like Simon Says (Yeah)
I pray you give us back the real ones and try again
Or maybe take them niggas that deserve to die instead
Tomi Lahren run her mouth and then she get defensive
Laura Ingraham laughin' at death and disrespectin'
I really feel like you should teach them stupid hoes a lesson
Either that or give us back somebody who deserve the blessings
I left out a bunch of names that I forgot to mention
Cost too much to pay attention, then it got expensive
Father forgive me, for I know not what I do
And now I'm reachin' out to you, hopin' you hear me and return the message (Joyner)
I know that you got our back and that you're not against us
Or maybe you just love us so you doin' shit to test us
I just kinda thought that you would do more to protect us
They say that the good die young and I ain't on the guest list
I've been drinkin', Lord forgive me, it's my blood racin'
I don't know what I'm thinking, I'm just frustrated
I don't mean to question you, I'm just confused
I don't know what else to do, I've been patient and it sucks waiting
Took my mans from me, that forever hurts
But puttin' the blame on you, that'd never work
I know this ain't your fault, it's the devil's work
Devil's work
