Big melancholy - Demons in my head
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I really never needed anyone except the demons in my head to (?...)
Every time that i fell down (?...) they were always right there to help pick me up
Anytime that i felt scared they were always right there in my head to help lift me up
Now they all making me rage out my life i'm forever (?...) i can’t switch it up
But if you talking (?...)
Think you better call your mans and lick it up
I walk right out on the semi truck (?...)
Mix it up im sick as fuck i pull up in a bentley truck and let it dump
I kill em' with a gentle touch
A mental rush
I told em' in the mouth we need to (?...) and i’m like
Why you always acting stuck up
Quickest way to get ya fucked up
I come through and let it bust the weed and play it off
But i shoot a fucking hole in one hoe
Fuck that
Why you always on my dick, nah
And why we at it why you acting like a bitch, wow
(?...) the way you run this big mouth
Put the barrel in and cock the safe and dump the clip out
Piss now
But that's okay
Inhale, exhale
Breathe in, breathe out
You don't really wanna see me when i wake out
(?...)
Tripple six that (?...)
I'm that shit (?...) now
Call it round that lick (?...)
I don't wanna die
But i think my time has dried up
I been wasting life, i'm finally fucking sick of
All you voices stuck up in my head and tell me shit
Telling me that i'm the
{booby?} the one that was meant to be
One that they dread to be
I'm just a piece of shit
I’ll always be (?...)
I’ll always be alone
I don't deserve no one
That deep in myself which i could pick up the phone
And give you one last call, here
One last voice
People
{revoice?} myself
Never really had a choice, now did i
They tell me that i do
But it don’t feel that way
When your brain tells you otherwise, every single day (fuck)
So i'll just waste my time away with drugs, alcohol, and bitches
Maybe that'll mess my pain
Maybe i'll (?...)
Saber hit that bitch be on my
{demon?}
Six fingers for some (?...)
She want the rapper but ima let her linger
I slip through (?...)
(?...) banana split that pussy for a pill
They want some beef i swear they gotta (?...)
(?...)
Stop it
You niggas not ready for war
Nobody be playing your music
You niggas ain’t ready for tour
I just fucked this bitch, she came 8 times
But she begging for more
And my dick don't stop it's like a machine
It don't even get sore
Make her cum while she playing my voice
Make her mind cause she don't got a choice
For the devil i make her rejoice
Sacrifice them all for the royce
(?...) they be acting like boys
(?...) they be acting like some fuck ass, bitch ass
Ten pound wearing ass, pussy head
Fuck these niggas
Every time that i fell down (?...) they were always right there to help pick me up
Anytime that i felt scared they were always right there in my head to help lift me up
Now they all making me rage out my life i'm forever (?...) i can’t switch it up
But if you talking (?...)
Think you better call your mans and lick it up
I walk right out on the semi truck (?...)
Mix it up im sick as fuck i pull up in a bentley truck and let it dump
I kill em' with a gentle touch
A mental rush
I told em' in the mouth we need to (?...) and i’m like
Why you always acting stuck up
Quickest way to get ya fucked up
I come through and let it bust the weed and play it off
But i shoot a fucking hole in one hoe
Fuck that
Why you always on my dick, nah
And why we at it why you acting like a bitch, wow
(?...) the way you run this big mouth
Put the barrel in and cock the safe and dump the clip out
Piss now
But that's okay
Inhale, exhale
Breathe in, breathe out
You don't really wanna see me when i wake out
(?...)
Tripple six that (?...)
I'm that shit (?...) now
Call it round that lick (?...)
I don't wanna die
But i think my time has dried up
I been wasting life, i'm finally fucking sick of
All you voices stuck up in my head and tell me shit
Telling me that i'm the
{booby?} the one that was meant to be
One that they dread to be
I'm just a piece of shit
I’ll always be (?...)
I’ll always be alone
I don't deserve no one
That deep in myself which i could pick up the phone
And give you one last call, here
One last voice
People
{revoice?} myself
Never really had a choice, now did i
They tell me that i do
But it don’t feel that way
When your brain tells you otherwise, every single day (fuck)
So i'll just waste my time away with drugs, alcohol, and bitches
Maybe that'll mess my pain
Maybe i'll (?...)
Saber hit that bitch be on my
{demon?}
Six fingers for some (?...)
She want the rapper but ima let her linger
I slip through (?...)
(?...) banana split that pussy for a pill
They want some beef i swear they gotta (?...)
(?...)
Stop it
You niggas not ready for war
Nobody be playing your music
You niggas ain’t ready for tour
I just fucked this bitch, she came 8 times
But she begging for more
And my dick don't stop it's like a machine
It don't even get sore
Make her cum while she playing my voice
Make her mind cause she don't got a choice
For the devil i make her rejoice
Sacrifice them all for the royce
(?...) they be acting like boys
(?...) they be acting like some fuck ass, bitch ass
Ten pound wearing ass, pussy head
Fuck these niggas
