Emay - And Demons | Текст песни

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There's a lot of rage in me, rage in me.
There couldn't be another page in me, page in me.
The Demon's on the the other side, he be paging me.
Telling me to spit crack with the K's (kilo's) in me.
But occasionally the K's empty.
Definitely an error in the syntax.
So for all the bad lines that I let loose.
Their gonna have to hit me with a syntax/sin tax.
Hot coals what my feet are in.
Nitrous oxide, nigga NOS/Nas when I'm ethering.
Epileptic. Pause when I'm seizuring.
When I'm in the center they pan like Peter in..
Hook hook, where the hook at.
Destiny to smack these actors, never look back.
But I aint sacrificing a piece of my self for it.
For that cheese, that green, that kelp forest.
An ensemble. Stealth chorus.
Hands out to the neediest, help tourist.
But sometimes I'm the greediest, less flourish.
Devil in me is growing quick, so lets cure it.
My jets purest.
And I don't need to talk to a pilot to endure it.
Unsure what my temp(era)ture is.
The dark side is giving me an intense courage.

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