| Ah, if I could get my hands on that 'sill
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| I could pull myself up, ah, uh
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| D… E… M… O… N… S…
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| Damn, I think I’m going insane
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| I’m hearing voices echoing in my mind, I can’t take this y’all
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| Look, I can feel the demons in my brain
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| Creeping through the dark parts
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| Got my tucking different handguns in my Carhartt’s
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| Where the hood got the reaper hiding underneath, yo
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| Ever wonder why we rather die, then let the beef go?
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| Stay feelin' stress, greed, lust and jealousy
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| My people cope by using cess, speed, dust, and LSD
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| D, more than just a simple sickness
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| It’s triple sixes, to haunt the Holy Temple scriptures
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| And got the lost souls playing false roads
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| They got 'em, once they get inside 'em, like crossbows
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| It’s the demons, conjuring up images you dreaming
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| Or screaming, it’s seems when you’re semen they scheming
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| Got us paranoid, steppin' out very cautious
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| The same way we holding guns, nuns carry crosses
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| Forms of protection against the evil forces
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| Of course there’s subjections, in your cerebral cortex, the demons
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| Man, my palms feel sweaty, my skin’s curling
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| Even my soul feel trapped man, I don’t know what to do
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| Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night, hearing whispers
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| You see, if you listen close, you can hear the song they sing
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| Between good and evil, you’re just a puppet on a string
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| It could be the angel of death or the angel king
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| A pitchfork with horns or a halo with wings
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| If I broke the word down in acronyms, while usin part logic
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| A demon could mean, destroying every man off narcotics
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| Drug epidemics, measure obsession needles
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| Got dealers earning money overnight
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| Deceitful elections, monitor our nations
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| While devil’s effected, music out now on your stations
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| Dirty, explicit, material, oozing negativity
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| Distorting, eardrums mentally
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| Overwhelming nonsense
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| Dysfuctional, educational, malfuctions, oppressed negroes
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| Death, equals murder, oxygen’s neglected
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| Drama, extreme mayhem, owning a necklace
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| Diabetes enter many obese niggas
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| So, dreams eventually match, ordinary nightmares
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| Department, eviction, management office notices
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| Dreadful, evolved missiles operating nuclear, why is this new to you?
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| I can’t explain it dog, I get this chill in my spine
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| I just get the urge to do something real crazy man
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| Yo, I might be losin my mind
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| You see if you listen close, you can hear the song they sing
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| Between good and evil, you’re just a puppet on a string singing
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| D… Dark deception, deepest degree
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| E… Enhanced evil, extraordinary envy
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| M… Major malicious, miscellaneous mayhem
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| O… Overload off, obnoxious obscenities
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| N… Never nice nature, negative nemesis
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| S… Several strange souls symbolizing stress
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| Fuck! |
| I can’t take this shit dog
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| I’m seeing demons, I’m stressed the fuck out
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| Lord help me, I think I’m going insane, can’t explain it
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| What do you see right now?
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| Do you see exactly and only what I choose to show you?
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| (What? Get out of my head) That is it
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| Yo, what the fuck? |
| What you doin in bed with this nigga man? |
| You got another
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| nigga in my bed? |
| (Yo, old up, hold on a second man, hold on a second man)
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| Yo, shut the fuck up man! |
| Y’all gonna make me kill both of y’all motherfuckers!
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| Nigga get the fuck down! |
| You shut the fuck up! |
| Fuck y’all niggas doin?
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| Fuck this shit man, you about to die right and fuck y’all niggas man (You
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| cannot do this, don’t do this) |