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letra de demons in my head - big melancholy

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 l!ck it up
i walk right out on the semi truck [?]
mix it up im sick as f-ck i pull up in a bentley truck and let it dump
i k!ll 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 f-cked up
i come through and let it bust the weed and play it off
but i shoot a f-cking hole in one hoe

f-ck that
why you always on my d-ck, nah
and why we at it why you acting like a b-tch, wow
[?] the way you run this big mouth
put the barrel in and c-ck the safe and dump the clip out
p-ss 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 sh-t [?] now
call it round that l!ck [?]
i don’t wanna die
but i think my time has dried up
i been wasting life, i’m finally f-cking sick of
all you voices stuck up in my head and tell me sh-t
telling me that i’m the [b00by?] the one that was meant to be
one that they dread to be
i’m just a piece of sh-t
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 (f-ck)
so i’ll just waste my time away with drugs, alcohol, and b-tches
maybe that’ll mess my pain
maybe i’ll [?]

saber hit that b-tch be on my [demon?]
six fingers for some [?]
she want the rapper but ima let her linger
i slip through [?]
[?] banana split that p-ssy for a pill
they want some beef i swear they gotta [?]
[?]
stop it
you n-ggas not ready for war
n0body be playing your music
you n-ggas ain’t ready for tour
i just f-cked this b-tch, she came 8 times
but she begging for more
and my d-ck 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 f-ck ass, b-tch ass
ten pound wearing ass, p-ssy head
f-ck these n-ggas

- big melancholy

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