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letra de demons inside - danmorzetheinspecta

(intro)
i think i’m crazy

i already think you’re crazy

hey, what was that?
what, was what?
that voice just now, what was it?
we didn’t hear anything
i can hear voices

(dan morze distorted voice)
2kold

(verse 1: 2kold)
i’m hearing voices in my head
and, i don’t understand what they say
i wish they’d stop for a minute
so i can f-cking concentrate
sat down and all four legs broke off of my chair
heard someone laughing behind me
turned around, but n0body was there
(hahaha)
i’m pretty sure i’m being haunted by a poltergeist
burn me alive and i bet i’ll still be as cold as ice
i get excited when i hold a knife
not that i can take someone’s life{?}
so i can puncture their chest
or their neck getting f-cking sliced
a wild animal that can’t be tamed
i’ve broken off the f-cking chain
i’m ready to murder everyone in your family frame
bodies disappear from coffins
with dirt scattered around the grave
even yet[?]
god doesn’t care what you to say (say, say say)
an army of the dead have been risen
we’ve boxed up for centuries
in an undergrown prison
seeing visions from another realm
people pointing at me saying
(he isn’t well!!!)
the devil wipes my ass when i visit h-ll
and as for well? well, im as well as can be
im practicing telekinesis
i’ll lift you off your f-ckin feet
im a freak, that creeps around your house
in a sheet while you sleep
so watch your f-ckin mouth
before you speak in your dream
say the wrong thing
you’ll find your family
hanging from a tree
thinking, poor old me!
with a number 2 branded on your cheek (cheek, cheek, cheek)
so be thankful i left you a present, you peasant
this worlds mine and im here to teach
all of you a lesson
so spread the message and feel my presence
your peasant lives
are about to turn depressing
when i grab a wrench
and smash your head in
i show no remorse
because i’m emotionless
numb from the opium
{?}null injections
burning crucifixes and, i’m toastin’ em’
i kick back and enjoy
the smell of the burning flesh
i’m sorry is that too tight? is the vice around your f-ckin head?
do you hear what i f-ckin said?
i ain’t gettin’ no f-ckin’ responses
his eyes are open but
he hasn’t blinked in minutes
i guess he’s dead….
(dan morze distorted voice)
xel

(verse 2: xel)
you see these demons inside
they leave nothing but fear and anxiety
what am i supposed to do
ill feed them to the
cenemics inside
yet there’s no one as sick as me
i’m poppin’ pills
until i got them chills
i’m eating an ounce of mushrooms
till i’m singin’ on top of hills
i’m out of mind
how do i rhyme
so many demons
how do i climb this latter
your mind would shatter
sit back, devour the lines
cocaine drip until my veins split
i’m sick of the same sh-t
go f-ck yourself and f-ck everyone that you came with
i’m an assh0l-, pr-ck, d-ck
whatever you wanna call it
what’s in your wallet
like capitalone im a hassle
sick sh-t i spit wicked liquid[?]
and twist it out for the children
this ain’t wutang im finna
hop from the top of the building
i’m k!llin’ cops and civilians
no regard for life
my bars are twice as sick as yours
my heart is ice, [?]
you better go guard your wife
unless you want her
raped and missing
dropping her off
with no clothes
at the section 8 division
and i get accolades
from work with x-acto blades
i’m giving them a clean shave
go back for days, and satan’s risen
they call me xel, i’m excellent
bringing the pestilence
my name is gabriel
but believe me
im not heaven sent
count the lies of all these
f-ckin p-ssies, yall considered spent[?]
somebody needs to tell me
where my motherf-ckin’ weapons went
sh-t is fine, droppin’ a tab of acid
sniff a line
chuggin’ a 5th of wine
i spit divine, i said i’m just a mime
i’m vacant, like my mind ain’t right though
take a peek behind the curtains and you
might find a psycho, or a p-sspoor
shoppin’ at the thrift store
before it was ever cool
you never fooled me
i’ll make your wrist pour
you get that?
you’ll never step to me
this ain’t dubstep
and you ain’t off of that ecstasy
you don’t know the recipe[?]
i guess i’m dreamin’
too many pain k!llers
yes i’m screaming
hearing voices in my head again
i guess the rest are demons

(dan morze distorted voice)
prhyme element

(verse 3: prhyme element)
hi renee
remember what shady did to your driveway?
i’m gonna grab a blade
and carve my name
inside your moms face
stitch your fathers ass together
then i’ll feed him all day
dump a tank of gas
light a match and
watch you all blaze
you see last time
you called me crazy
i was goin nuts
but guess what?
i am crazy
i don’t give a f-ck
you couldn’t place me in a mental home
that’s low enough inside the earth that
id still get rubbing alcohol[?] and blow it up
you think you know enough about me
but you don’t b-tch
i could make a thousand friends
inside and empty ghost ship
me and stan pinkett man[?]
flowing on that dope sh-t
use a pentagram to talk to satan
through my closed lips
oh h-ll, he’s talking to the devil son
big l said: “i’m gonna step you up from level one”
big pun showed me
how to stick a clip
inside a gun
every time i spit a verse
i make the instrumental run
grab the pen
my bodies numb
then my nose bled
passed out and woke up
with crosses across my forehead
four dead bodies across the floor
while i cross dress
a sacrificed dog and a horseless head
in a small shed
i don’t give a f-ck
i’ll stick a d-ck in yo b-tt
then ill stomp you on yo scr-t-m give you blistering nuts
what? huh?
yo, this f-cking voice in my head
its like a can’t control it
unless i’m poisoned with meds
and even then instead of screaming
this motherf-cker just whispers
i could grab a cat by the whiskers
stab it with this verse
pack a shotty
let the shot in yo body disperse
if it hurts
i don’t give a f-ck
i’m busy f-cking this nurse
i’m sick, worse
i got a bl–dy thirst to injure
i got a full freezer
with bodies colder than winter
pale blue, i raped the devil in the pale moon
f-ck heaven yo
ill see you f-ggots
up in h-ll soon

- danmorzetheinspecta

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