D3MONS

mgk & DMX - Rap, New York Rap
D3MONS
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Duration: 4:21
Lyrics
[Intro: Machine Gun Kelly & DMX] Ugh I swear that I can feel 'em fuckin' with me (Fuckin' with me) Uh, I swear that I can feel 'em fuckin' with me (Fuckin' with me) Every night I feel 'em fuckin' with me (Fuckin' with me) Hear me wit' a feelin' of huh [Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly] I wake up screamin' in my sleep every fuckin' night Open up my eyes to cold sweat Bloody clothes from my nose, yeah, nothin' nice Father, I've killed a man, but I had to do it Only thing is he is me (Damn) How the fuck you couldn't get me through this? My skin is blueish, voices in my head sayin' "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 motherfuckers Judas Gun in my pillow, 'cause all I feel is this paranoia Holes in my wall from all them nights that I was feelin' for 'em (Ayy) The devil's here, but I'm still awake Then I broke the mirror (Why?), 'cause I seen his face Even my bitch corrupted I fucked her pussy 'til it's bloody, took it out And then she sucked it, told me that she loved it (Bitch) Everything is black, I think I am deceased I am a ghost without the bedsheets (Boo) X speak [Verse 2: DMX] If a beast is what I gotta be (Ugh), then so be it (What?) Fuck it, if I gotta live it (Woo), then y'all gon' see it (Come on) Eat it, shit it, live it (Oh), it's in my blood (Oh; uh) That's why I get down like bud (Uh), from the dirt to the mud (Oh; uh) You fucked up thinkin' shit was sweet (Oh) But shit 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 that tell you shit deep But man, shit deep [Chorus: Machine Gun Kelly & DMX] I swear that I can feel 'em fuckin' with me (Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh; why?) Every night I feel 'em fuckin' with me (Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh; why?) Please God, tell these demons stop fuckin' with me (Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh; why?) Every goddamn night I feel 'em fuckin' with me (Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh; why?) Please God [Verse 3: DMX] This shit still the same Ain't right if a nigga 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 can keep it that one way (Uh) Or take it to gunplay (Yeah) Let a nigga know, if we gon' walk this dog (Huh?) If we ain't gon' talk at all (Come on) Make a nigga have to talk with the fog (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 tryna get near me (Come on) Most of y'all don't hear me, it's like I'm talkin' to myself (Uh-huh) These niggas so dumb Got me feelin' like I'm talkin' for my health (Really?) Ain't like I'm talkin' for the wealth 'Cause ain't no money in the truth (Uh-huh) Shit, I'll live this shit for real, y'all make it up in the booth (Bow) 'Til a nigga lose his tooth (Ugh) Over some shit 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] Fuck 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, uh) Now that's for fuckin' with me, and that's for my dog (Ugh) This because where you goin' you not gon' need that arm The street is talkin', "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 and throw cuts like jagged pills? And whenever you close your eyes, everything inside you dies (Ugh) And all the high's, crimes, and lies come alive, motherfucker [Chorus: Machine Gun Kelly & DMX] I swear that I can feel 'em fuckin' with me (Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh; why?) Every night I feel 'em fuckin' with me (Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh; why?) Please God, tell these demons stop fuckin' with me (Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh; why?) Every goddamn night I feel 'em fuckin' with me (Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh; why?) Please God [Outro: Machine Gun Kelly] Hear me wit' a feelin' of huh
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Credits
- Writers
- Dame Grease
- mgk
- DMX
- Lisa Gerrard
- Klaus Badelt