Story Behind The Song
The beat struck me as really dark and the girl's voice sounded like it was other worldly. That was the cocktail for me right there. Plus around the time I was listening to the track, I was looking at the video of "Run this town" and Jay-Z sporting a t-shirt that said "do as thou wilt" in the caption. Its a reference to a statement made famous the satanist Aleister Crowley. So that all helped to bring the song about.
Song Description
It's like a modern day tale of being with a woman who has the way and look of a Goddess. She's extremely alluring but evil and will lead you into darkness. In many ways its a metaphor for all of us about the power of temptation, giving in to it and then overcoming its ramifications.
Song Length |
3:35 |
Genre |
Rap - Hip Hop, Rap - Alternative |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Sadistic, Tense |
Subject |
Darkness, Conformity |
Similar Artists |
Jay-Z, Nas |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Do as thou wilt
I'm at the table with at least 12 fellas
But I don't roc fellas it says here you jealous
She eyed 11 plus one signs that's I, murder each and every track this session be my alibi
I try and I try to put lust side
Not the same thing as trying to push luck aside
Have you ever fucked a God while there's blood in her eyes?
True blood, this is love, mami ride me its do or die
I spit shit slick shit yea T sick with this, skilled like an old ladies needle on a quilt wit this
I'm about that mic shit yawl about that might shit- that 1-2 1-2, mic check that shit,
To try me is suicide I rise like high tide
Chick by my side she that burger me them French fries
Bottom line baby I'm Barry Bonds swinging pine, Kobe on the baseline and one- all twine
Chorus
And she said, do as thou wilt
Angels need demons like innocence needs guilt
The goddess of desire that's close to the messiah
Sip this milk, I am Rome rebuilt
Yea yea, pre-lims is up fix ya head for seduction. Tits, ass swollen pants succumb to her suction
Lips suckin, she struttin fresh off the London luncheon photos snap like they see Gisele Bunchen
Clock punchin niggaz don't know how to function
Shirt and tie niggaz know I'm up to something
For once assumption can trump all destruction
Discussion only leads to our table of consumption
There's an odd ambiance and insouciance to decadence
In our world that's elegant, plus I love her etiquette
You cant baguette it forget it that's your impediment, I flow for the hell of it to render you irrelevant
Only thing stops the flow be them things and them tampons
Loco till she tell me no flow or no tampons
Then its like "damn John", all night "DAMN JOHN"
Beat game make her say "Oh Boy" like Camron
Repeat chorus
I got sirens sounding it seems astounding Athena screams but feet reach solid grounding
My stomach kept growling till I found words confounding could get back what's lost now I'm boss went from lost to finally found