Demons inside

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My queen she rides with me
In a 2 seater side by side
She bury a goonie with me
The rest of these clowns in this town
Wish they were half of me, life's hardest lessons embedded made me the raw realist entity, bonded by morals, no cheating, keep it 100, no grudge, capture the moment, cherish my love, we chosen for greatness but deep inside I burn with hatred that leaks, and the voices take over I go crazy I'm losing my mind, raised criminally defected, I'm hope but not helpless, my past makes me restless but I couldn't help it.

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to much evil that can never be fixed

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No need to be niave,
Demons weep over me making have PTSD
How do I set myself free from this cage that makes my heart bleed,
But step on my feet,
I'll make your heartbeat seize leave you dead by my feet,

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My demons don't sleep

Verse 1
The more that I ride, the more that I grind,
The more that I cry the harder she tries,
The more that fuck the harder she cums,
The more that she moans the deeper I dive,
There's more.
The more that I shine the stronger the vibe,
When I say let's ride she comes to my side,
I say let's get high, she says I'm hitting the plug, then we smoking that blunt,
When I ask what's their to eat, she spreads her legs right by my feet,
Bon appetit, she turns to her knees I give her the D, took one for the team, her waterfall is a beast, got me a boat rowing down the street,
Im tired of taking these L's when do I get at seat at the meet,
Who's head do I pop to finally see a W I need to get on my feet,
But I can't catch a break but I can get a bug bite that puts me down for multiple weeks,
I'm trying so hard not to turn back to the old me, bust a bar over a homie turning a side eye on me, raised from the streets don't ever let a buster or a burner a part of your team, them kind of people burns bridges faster then the eye could see, I don't hold them genes, their the type that lay at the bottom of my feet, burn this bridge you can kiss this burner as it touches your lips.
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Woooooah
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Let them busters taste that steel let them pigs squeal 5 0 ain't got shit when them bullets spray,
No better than a burner roasted over my open flame,

Verse 2
We have them toys that spray with noise,
Soldiers that get lost as they get off,
We got them Ars and saut offs that pop off, take your top off, your boys give me laughter trying to handle this master in return eating this hammer, tear open your bladder, let that blood splatter after I use your blood for my shower, no remorse in this bloody chapter.

Chorus
No need to be niave,
Demons weep over me making have PTSD
How do I set myself free from this cage that makes my heart bleed,
But step on my feet,
I'll make your heartbeat seize leave you dead by my feet,

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Time.
To
Go
To
Sleep.