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letra de demonz - ryler smith

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enter my name
im here to entertain
confession of a young sinner
feelings i must sustain

sweat n blood won’t suffice
it takes my every vice
to break this surface
im shaking like i emerged from ice

too many nights blurred
i can’t remember what ocurred
word to my blunt head
it got a n-gga concerned

it been a good run
look forward what is next to come
parable of the prodigal sun

ill bring the roof down right here if it will change my youth
but facts remain facts
you can’t defy the truth

call it god’s working instruments
letting go of sh-t which we cannot influence
find it poetic
as i late bloomed in a sense
evolution been immense
am i on custody?
it depends
me missing appointments
got my girl disappointed
feel of neglections
to the smell of those ointments

not enough trust from breaking thus
with reckless actions
i wanna be the man who loves you to your satisfaction

but many passive aggressive moods in this house now
i guess the reason is myself for your doubts now

i love you tender like autumn color
but when you say thay sh-t i sorta stutter
your arguments cut me right through me like a hot knife thru b-tter

n i hate that that reminds of me of my own mother

not that my moves been so clever
– we both come from divorced parents we should know better

not enough initiative shown got me losing points
i know she been thinkin bout different boys

and many missed chances
had me dwelve in a depth
yet jigga taught me
gotta live with regrets
and i guess
no reasonable doubt
its reach right out or get too comfy
talking that comfort zone
get outside it get ugly

too many tempting thoughts had me act like a bad husband
too many times i been a bad cousin

and many forceful attempts at being someone else
i guess i never learned to love myself

too much fear of my product
which could not prosper
whats popular is not what’s real
thats a shout to my poppa

many nights i been a fool
should’ve pulled it together
i blame the alcohol
but thats like blaming the weather

many choices i f-cked up
on a monthly basis
trynna find that peace
seeking out my oasis
all these drugs in the industry got a strange effect
yall acting like hippies but y’all ain’t got respect

i see my homies on powder like they breathe nothing else
proud sniffers, but you mustn’t tell
love the feedback from the clientele
i guess the tree apple hasnt fell yet
paint the picture of my life in aquarell

i guess its a case of patiently waiting out
at plane gates, i guess they ain’t made up now

as haters turn to fans
and fans turn haters
they ain’t really with you
until you turn famous

i see the same dudes i used to hang with
at the same spots same language
eating the same sandwich

it kinda f-cks me up how time froze up on you folks
speakin results, lets find out who got most

those same homies ain’t never paid for a show at all
yet they text you for back stage with free alcohol
or for the videos, few minutes in the spot lights
they only love you when you top price
given that
my attitude towards all of you is not nice
parasites turned plot device
i got no advice

i wonder if they looked oppositely
how they react
never had the feel they got my back

and many of these situations got me stuck on rotation
manifested reflections
learn my precipitation

and many excuses
got me on short fuses
i paid attention
but its still confusing, i

bury these demonz
they feasting upon my peace
presence here in the moment
unshackle me for release

bury these demonz
they teasing me out my focus
fly in the flower flotus
escape is hopeless

- ryler smith

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