TCP - Demons

Yeah
They tell me demons don't exist
What's that
Just another homie pissed
Bust back
From his brother gettin hit
Fuck that
Now he lying in a trench
Rep that
Now his kids protrude wish
What's that
To kill that fucking bitch
That killed dad
So we run up on lick
And bust caps
We tearing up the bricks
And rug rats

Said we've come to get revenge
With no end
Till you and all your friends
End up dead
Till Im all up in your head
I torment
These minds
Like a villainous crime
I spent all of my life
Tryna face this
Face it
My whole damn life has been wasted
Basic
My whole damn mind has been tainted
Tape it 
And sell my soul to the nameless
Ha
What a real demon look like
Does he feed on the weak
Make a deal with the strong
Tell me demons arn't just some real life
Tryna weigh you down
Tryna prove you wrong
Please tell me am I crazy
Or maybe the truth don't phase me
Lately
I've been kinda think bout rights
With a knife in my palm
Yeah i'm thinking bout life
And how we all play the pawn

I sold my soul to the devil 
What did I get
What did I get
What did I get
I sold my soul to the devil
What did I get
What did I get
What did I get

Yeah
They tell me demons don't exist
What's that
Just another homie pissed
Bust back
From his brother gettin hit
Fuck that
Now he lying in a trench
Rep that
Now his kids protrude wish
What's that
To kill that fucking bitch
That killed dad
So we run up on lick
And bust caps
We tearing up the bricks
And rug rats

Said we coming for your leaders
Preachers
Sayin ya'll don't need us
Please just
Listen to my thesis
We just
Picking up some pieces
It was 
Not so long ago
When the rich ran the poor
And if history repeats
I think you already know
This world is disease driven
Yet we keep living
We keep rotting in a cage
That we've been giving
No piece no love
Not for forgiveness
I fight for vengeance
My pain is endless
If your fucking with me
I don't recommend it
My demons close in
As you feel the tension
You pray in the dark
Yeah your looking for a god
But the god of light
Don't wanna get involved

I sold my soul to the devil
What did I get
What did I get
I sold my soul to the devil
What did I get
What did I get
What did I get

Yeah
They tell me demons don't exist
What's that
Just another homie pissed
Bust back
From his brother gettin hit
Fuck that
Now he lying in a trench
Rep that
Now his kids protrude wish
What's that
To kill that fucking bitch
That killed dad
So we run up on lick
And bust caps
We tearing up the bricks
And rug rats

Written by:
Tegan Powell

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