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letra de demons - scru face jean

[intro]
thehitbrainiac

[chorus: scru face jean]
tired of strugglin’ i’m done with payin’ the price, yeah
i’ve just wanted this my whole f-cking life, yeah
now i got it, and it, feel like it speeding
i’m in the fast lane, boy i still got demons
you know i tried, i tried, i can’t escape my demons
yeah, no more lies, more lies, i can’t escape my demons
just be by my side, my side, can’t escape my demons
they oughta’ knew, look, they oughta’ knew

[verse 1: scru face jean]
i’m new to escape
felt i was moved to a cage
filled up with lucifer’s rage
scru is the name
i am not new to the game
harder than the uzi i aimed
f-ck that sh-t, i’ma slow it up
my demons got me in a colder place
so when i’m goin’ nuts, who gon’ hold me up?
so tell them “f-ck you, i’ma hold my nuts”
cause’ this game that we in so make-believe
you’re made to believe things you’re made to see
so faker please, give me like eighty feet
this hate is breeze, just like a straight to z’s
i hate you b, before you could hate on me
i’m becoming the same thing i hate to see
i’m becoming the thing that they wait to be
boy, i didn’t have a lot, but it was straight to me
get away from me, but you couldn’t even do that, could you?
now i’m just sittin’ here, drinkin’ hen’ thinkin’ “allah, how could you?”
i hope one day you lookin’ at my number like suge
f-ck! cause’ that’s what you wan’ do

[verse 2: vi seconds]
vi is the name
pull up with the grip, let it bang
watch everythin’ drip from your brain
me and you n-ggas ain’t the same
ya’ll n-ggas clowns, look what you do for the fame
clout, you worried bout’ clout
i’m worried bout’ this demon inside, tryna’ set it off
sprayin’ somethin’ and the top of your head come off
tryna’ find a way to feed this three-headed dog
look, ya’ll don’t see this side of me
i don’t know what this demon is inside of me
but when he talks, all i hear him is reminding me
to ring a motherf-cka’ down to ride with me
so i’m ridin’ ya’ll, with no hesitation
like a bad break-up, it’s your tec’s awaitin’
there’s a bag secure, and i’m next to take it
i’m an incubus, cause’ i left her shaken
see your bm’s is in the pm and i d ’em in the pm
(?) a richie got a man, i’ma clap ’em when i see ’em
it ain’t nothin’ bout’ the law, but the mac in his jaw
i ain’t never gotta worry bout’ a n-gga speakin’
ya’ll n-ggas reachin’ for the g.o.a.t
til’ the snake tail reachin’ for your throat
and you lyin’ on the ground cause’ the
chimera gave you wings for you doing the most

- scru face jean

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