DEMON feat. Mr.Dreex E

Are you feeling better? I don't feel too bad. I think I'm gonna be okay. You may feel Okay, but you took a bad beating. Fuck a nigga I feel Like Al, I'm not into piano. This the city spin. spinning, be tripping my brain. I be down for the coupa and chronic rain. I'm banging thangs, no silly cranes. I'm dropping they cribs off onto mine. Music feeling is good. If I feel this, what's up, is neck up. I'ma straight hide in the cut for real it Up, twist one hit for the check. Still on the floor, I'm not like Jack. It's all business, no good luck charm. And the bloody garment on my fucking intention is Equivalent nigga Hannah's chest. When it's based off My power fail, I'm creeping in my path to Wealth. 'Cause every dimension like killing a bitch. Trigger this clip, I build this shit. I bring my fucking tech cracks up on your Health check. My bitch argue with six, so I Chop her from the lifeless. Do the business shit that is it. Call a nigga physics. Murder, murder me and gone. Body, gone, the biscuits. When I'm on to music, I'm so fantastic, They got plastic. I took your sense of logic, bitch, and put Your fucking casket. Love that bitch from hood days. Put lay and triple kick like Barry Sand. I'ma straight hide in the cut for up, twist Not like Jack. all about business, no good fucking Intention is equivalent nigga to Hannah's chest. When it's based off my Power fail, I'm creeping in my path to wealth. 'Cause every dimension like killing this clip, I Build this I bring fucking tech back, cracks up On your health check. My argue so chop her from the lifeless. Do The business this it. a nigga Physics. Murder, Murder gone. Get the biscuits. When on to music, fantastic, they Got plastic. I took your sense Of Logic, bitch, and put Your Fucking casket.