D3MONS lyrics

by

Bun B


[Intro: Machine Gun Kelly, DMX]
Ugh
I swear that I can feel 'em f*ckin' with me
(f*ckin' with me, f*ckin' with me, f*ckin' with me)
Oh, I swear that I can feel 'em f*ckin' with me
(f*ckin' with me, f*ckin' with me, f*ckin' with me)
Every night I feel 'em f*ckin' with me
(f*ckin' with me, f*ckin' with me, f*ckin' with me)
Hear me wit' a feelin' of huh

[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
I wake up screaming in my sleep every f*ckin' night
Open up my eyes to cold sweat, bloody clothes from my nose
Erhk, nothing nice; father, I've killed a man, but I had to do it
Only thing is he is me (Damn)
How the f*ck you couldn't get me through this?
My skin is blue-ish, voices in my head saying
"Don't be stupid all you have is in that bag you better use it" (Do it, do it, do it)
Cut it (Cut it), snuff it (Snuff it), puff it (Puff it), shoot it (Shoot it)
Only one I trust now is myself, these motherf*ckers Judas
Gun in my pillow 'cause all I feel is this paranoia
Holes in my wall from all them nights that I was feeling for him (Hey)
The devil's here, *gunshot* but I'm still awake *gunshot*
Then I broke the mirror (Why?), 'cause I seen his face
Even my b*tch corrupted
I f*cked her pus*y 'til it's bloody, took it out
And then she sucked it, told me that she loved it (b*tch)
Everything is black, I think I am deceased
I am a ghost without the bed sheets (Boo!)
X speak
[Verse 2: DMX]
If a beast's what I got to be (Ugh), then so be it (What?)
f*ck it, if I got to live it (Uh), then y'all gon' see it (Come on)
Eat it, sh*t it, live it (Uh), it's in my blood (Uh)
That's why I get down like bud (Uh), from the dirt to the mud (Uh)
You f*cked up thinking sh*t was sweet (Oh)
But sh*t in the street (Huh)
Make you split the heat, to the back of his head, make you spit teeth (What?)
Leave his loved ones in grief
And I don't wanna have to be the one to tell you sh*t deep
But man, sh*t's deep

[Chorus: Machine Gun Kelly, DMX]
I swear that I can feel 'em f*ckin' with me (Why?)
Every night I feel 'em f*ckin' with me (Why?)
Please, God, tell these demons stop f*ckin' with me (Why?)
Every God damn night I feel 'em f*ckin' with me (Why?)
Please, God

[Verse 3: DMX]
The street's still the same
Ain't right, if a n*gga can't still feel the pain (What?)
But still kill the game (Come on), still keep real and aim (Ugh)
I get down one way (Uh), we could keep it that one way (Uh)
Or take it to gun play (Yeah)
Let a n*gga know, if we going to walk this dog (Huh)
If we ain't gon' talk at all (Come on)
Make a n*gga have to talk with the four (Ayy)
That's the only language you know
There you go, pop-pop-pop, now, there you go (Woo)
And I hate that I can see snakes clearly (What?)
They don't even try to hide (Ayy)
It's like they be trying to get near me (Come on)
Most of y'all don't hear me, it's like I'm talking to myself (Uh-huh)
These n*ggas so dumb
Got me feeling like I'm talking for my health (Really?)
Ain't like I'm talking for the wealth
'Cause there ain't no money in the truth (Uh-huh)
sh*t, I'll live this sh*t for real, y'all make it up in the booth (Bow)
'Til a n*gga lose his tooth (Ugh)
Over some sh*t he didn't plan on (Ugh)
Wasn't prepare for (Ugh), really couldn't stand on (What?)
[Verse 4: Machine Gun Kelly, DMX, Machine Gun Kelly & DMX]
f*ck it, turn the cam on, tie his feet and his hands up and watch him
I'll be back up with that heat to get his tan on (Uh)
Now that's for f*cking with me, *gunshot* and that's for my dog
This because where you going you not gonna need that arm
The street's is talking, "Uh oh, there they come"
Thirsty for that blood (Redrum, redrum)
Do you know how it feels to be so mad you would kill?
Or to be so trapped when you scream your throat cuts like jagged pills?
And whenever you close your eyes everything inside you dies
And all the high's (Ugh), crimes, and lies come alive, muthaf*cka

[Chorus: Machine Gun Kelly & DMX]
I swear that I can feel 'em f*cking with me (Why?)
Every night I feel 'em f*cking with me (Why?)
Please, God, tell these demons stop f*cking with me (Why?)
Every God damn night I feel 'em f*cking with me (Why?)
Please, God

[Outro: Machine Gun Kelly]
Hear me wit' a feelin' of huh
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