Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Demons, artist - Madchild. Album song Demons, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.04.2019
Record label: Battle Axe
Song language: English
Demons |
I’ma air some shit out |
Anybody give a fuck? |
This, this is what happened |
Yo |
I can’t help it that my brain broke |
Silver Surfer spitting liquid mercury, I chain smoke |
Back to making moves, rap until my veins pop |
'Cause you ain’t running shit if you’re standing in the same spot |
Where’s the Super Beast? |
They’re getting tired of asking |
So I’m out here killing verses like you just hired an assassin |
When I was young I did a lot of psychedelic drugs |
You’re saying that it has to end one day, I’m like «the hell it does!» |
All I got to do is keep my fucking head straight |
And drop all of the dead weight and keep creating segways |
And pay attention to these awesome opportunities |
Get a handle on my shit and stop with all the awkward lunacy (yup) |
So basically that means that there’s no more room for errors |
«Cause when I let myself down, that leaves my fans embarrassed (word up) |
My ride or die’s my friends, my family and my parents |
So now I’m back and fully focused, no more interference |
Basically that means stop doing pills |
Basically that means stop blowing bills |
Basically that means stop doing rails |
And stop doing shit where I could get thrown in jail |
Way past «time for me to fucking grow up» |
It’s only my fault that I ain’t fully blow up |
Basically it’s time to stop doing pills |
And stop doing stupid shit |
It’s time for me to chill |
There’s a reason I’m not playing all the festivals |
I was popping xanax sitting 'round like I’m a vegetable |
Mixing shit with alcohol and you get really lit (turn up!) |
All I did was watch a lot of movies smoking cigarettes |
But now I’ve gotten sick of it |
Already been down that path |
Woken up like «shit man, time has gone by that fast?» |
And God’s like «Yo, how many chances you 'gon need bruh?» |
So I’m just going to sit and write until my knuckles bleed, bruh |
Deviated from the planet, inebriated Libra |
Start respecting money, nothing out there going to be free, bruh |
Circle my apartment in regret, I slowly linger (fuck!) |
'Cause I’ve let fucking millions just fly through my fingers |
How many times I got to stick my hands in the fire |
To realize I get burned, quickly make a left turn? |
(shit!) |
Time to focus, change the course of my direction |
Not dwelling on the past, but I am definitely reflecting |
Basically that means stop doing pills |
Basically that means stop blowing bills |
Basically that means stop doing rails |
And stop doing shit where I could get thrown in jail |
Way past «time for me to fucking grow up» |
It’s only my fault that I ain’t fully blow up |
Basically it’s time to stop doing pills |
And stop doing stupid shit |
It’s time for me to chill |
Was sober 28 months and fell off the wagon |
And when I got back on it, I left one foot dragging |
And basically, I’ve been struggling with it ever since |
So many times I’ve tried to clean my act up but I’ve never rinsed |
Mangling my life up, pretending I can handle it |
When I was off the drugs, then I had a problem gambling |
People call me out like I didn’t give a fuck about it |
Not that I was lying, I just didn’t want to talk about it |
I know that Dope Sick helped a lot of people out |
Now that I had fallen, didn’t want to make them feel in doubt |
Now let me make this clear, I never went back to the dope |
But there was definitely times where I was fucking with that coke |
But I ain’t touch that shit in over two years |
But started taking xanies, having more than just a few beers |
(Who cares?) I do |
I’m trying to get my life back, the right track |
'Cause demons never really leave, All you can do is fight back |