lirik lagu demon girlfriend - class trial
[verse 1: demon girlfriend]
class trial, don’t need bullets for my refutation
might f~ck around and k!ll some rappers, f~ck your reputation
it’s tough love, tough to beat me when the beat’s tough
keep two phones with me, feeling guilty like i’m steve cutts
leave nothin’ but a trail of destruction in my rearview
smokin’ louder in these pleather seats so i can’t hear you
blockin’ out the bullsh~t, feel like cj, catchin’ trains with that full clip
i’m insulted, don’t you ever try and put us on the same level
angelic, dodgin’ broke b~tches and the fake devils
protect my heaven, spittin’ h~ll, know lecrae scared
don’t you ever speak on st~~z name, i’ma take it there
save your prayers, demon comin’ when you call its name
this that same despair i felt when yeezy gone insane
so now i’ma codify every bar i ever wrote down
no sacrifice, but they been wantin’ brand~new goats in town
tell me what the f~ck i’m supposed to do
i fight back, might punch a hole in that life jacket
might put that sh~t in imax, turn a live act to a liveleak
you are not the guy, you’re the sidepiece
two seconds ahead with the timepiece, i dare you to surprise me
besides, i run it back, got pharaoh money, keep it under wraps
never lock it up like it’s cumberbatch
out of summon slots, know i must attack
now tell me, what the f~ck is worthwhile fakin’ dialects?
snap my fingers, k!ll a b~tch, b~tterfly effect
demon
[verse 2: toxiplays]
class trial, yellin’ order in the court
i could never come up short on the power in my voice
it’s big t, that energy gon’ have me breakin’ through the ~noise~
gettin’ kinda loud in here, i can’t have no mercy, i destroy
okay, they say i rap like i’m farmin’ for style points, i get it
like the kinda stats i’m aimin’ at, i act like the one in a million
let me dial it back a bit so you can finally comprehend the kid
they gon’ know my name amongst the radio receptionists (huh?)
group chats wearin’ out my name, say it to my face (to my face)
pretendin’ like i’m pushin’ peace, i got time today (i got time today)
readin’ a book’s the only way you’d ever flip the page (for real)
and if i’m on it, guarantee i’m finna rip the stage (rip)
grrah, a kleptomaniac, i stole your heart
turn me to a hypochondriac, i been sick from the start
what? they already put my name next to lamar
ain’t listenin’ to random twitter junkies say i won’t go far (hm? ayy)
beltin’ from the rooftops, “mom, i made it,” i get duo~litty (ayy, yeah, what?)
everybody know me where i’m goin’, in and out the city (what? ayy, uh~huh)
i been movin’ solo, not a lotta rappers duo with me (nah, nah, ayy)
so you see the feature, then you know that we don’t do no kiddin’ (facts)
huh, take a breath, then let’s get back into it (woo, yeah)
kamikaze, i might k!ll the beat before it get to k!ll me (what? kaboom)
how much more verses do i gotta write to prove myself? (what?)
have the game on cardiac arrest before i count to 12
tox
[verse 3: kid wcked]
ah
it’s kid, i’m ’bout to dip in the bag (uh)
and grip a cig and flash ’em (what? ah)
it’s gettin’ hot, and i just lit a f~g (ah, ah)
say they want the smoke and now it’s goin’ all to waste (what? what?)
told ’em, don’t wanna get old, so i been smoking just in case, sh~t
i’ll blow up the f~ckin’ places to bits (huh), i’m bringin’ all the drama
kid been calmer, but they comin’, i’m ’bout to be countin’ commas (uh, uh, what?)
so tell ’em all keep it cute, it’s a difference when we step to the scene
b~tches barkin’ (uh, ugh), but the aliens here and we bringin’ beams (ayy)
clean, so fresh, even 3 stacks been jealous (ah, ah)
and the voices in my head echo the sentiments i’m tellin’ (what? what?)
but don’t jinx it
unknown clips like what the hextech thing is (baow, baow)
put it all on me, this the best bet (ah), i’m swimmin’
flows ain’t been cold since november
the bros set the show, now they’ll know me forever (let’s go)
it’s wcked, no sl!ck sh~t, but i made an imprint
the clique been rising and the difference is we been thrivin’
and ain’t just been givin’ lies in the place of the substance (nah)
hit me for the feature and i’ll paint it disgustin’ (uh)
book me for the stage, it’s gon’ be ragin’ and bumpin’
this gay kid gon’ run sh~t
it’s k, bro, don’t play or this rain is gon’ come quick (okay, okay, okay, okay)
jersey kid, they heard he been up on a run since (run, run, run, run)
thirteen, club sh~t, kickin’ it with drum hits (baow, baow)
njt, i train for these tracks, and i’m skatin’ on ’em, childish (uh)
they should know by the name that kid been a problem (ugh)
[outro: kid wcked]
b~tch
alright, cool
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