Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Demonstration , by - Marlowe. Release date: 28.05.2018
Song language: English
Demonstration |
| Yo, watch out |
| Uh-huh, uh-huh |
| Still ain’t no-, it ain’t no- |
| It ain’t no-, it ain’t no-, it ain’t no demonstration |
| Been up and down my movement moving just like immigration |
| Been doing fine, open your mind and get some ventilation |
| Got left behind, now I’m the driver, wasn’t designated |
| Now I’m going places, left the stratus just to break the status |
| Switched up the habitat, I know they tryna shake my habits |
| Ain’t been no average cat since coming back from all the damage |
| Ain’t got no magic hat but keep my balance like the rabbit |
| Came out with no scratches, harder to imagine |
| I’m part in an image, inquiry’s just part of the game |
| Part of the problem is nobody’s reppin' the chain |
| Don’t make no promise since I been a model for not bein' moderate |
| Back from the bottom, my time was astonishing, look |
| I’ve been banned befo', one-man-band the show |
| Got my land for low, peep that sand below |
| In my head enough to bust your cantaloupe |
| Might catch fire and go, Michael Myers the flow |
| Tightrope wire I stroll, just to inspire my foes |
| Refurb tires I roll till the retirement home |
| «Rebel» they etch on my stone, you reinvested your soul |
| I don’t change the clothes, DB minus the old |
| Still ain’t no-, still ain’t no-, still ain’t no demonstration |
| Been up and down just tryna to find something to vindicate us |
| Was said to me to keep it G no matter how you’re rated |
| I got it straight ain’t nothing given that’s a lesson taken |
| Got me going places nothing static, I became an addict |
| I’ve had enough, I used to stunt just like my room was padded |
| Been moving up it’s been a month and haven’t seen my mattress |
| I had to take my lumps and jump into a different bracket |
| Came out with no scratches, you ain’t half the hazard |
| I’ve been banned befo', one-man-band the show |
| Got my land for low, peep that sand below |
| In my head enough to bust your cantaloupe |
| Might catch fire and go, Michael Myers the flow |
| Tightrope wire I stroll, just to inspire my foes |
| Refurb tires I roll till the retirement home |
| «Rebel» they etch on my stone, you reinvested your soul |
| I don’t change the clothes, DB minus the old |