Testo Demonology - Talib Kweli feat. Gary Clark Jr. & Big K.R.I.T.
Testo della canzone Demonology (Talib Kweli feat. Gary Clark Jr. & Big K.R.I.T.), tratta dall'album Gravitas
I see 'em
I see 'em
You don't see 'em? For real?
Look around, son
Look around, son
Take a trip, I got you floatin' on this real spit
I rock the boat so much you get nauseous and start to feel sick
Too many house niggas, I'm taking 'em on a field trip
Your fate is sealed, a life that come with a kill switch
My wife said I got demons I've yet to deal with
But I ain't tryna hear it though, my music is my mirror though
They like to put me on a pedestal for conscious rap
My flesh is edible, it's hard to keep the monsters back
The polar opposite of too emotional
Got feelings into motion, just hopin' I don't overdose
And miss the moment, try to control 'em 'til I'm on overload
I'm hard to handle, we get dismantled and now I'm home alone
I power trip like I'm sampling Hubert Morris no more
I got high to face my karma like a Buddhist lore
I got my own demons, what I'm supposed to do with yours?
I got my own demons, what I'm supposed to do with yours?
So many demons in the dance hall
And they stompin' on what you stand for
Dorothy Parker in the tub with her pants on
Ready for a Night at the Opera with the Phantom
They live in the shadows of the angels
The punchlines of the rap battles to entertain you
Proof that even words can maim you
Proof that even words can maim you
Demons want a pound of my flesh, that's quite accurate
It's tragic when you feel like your lawyer the devil's advocate
Legalese ain't a language, they made it up
No wonder I'm losing blood, everybody taking their cuts
Speaking in tongues, need to quit in your funds
Beating the drums of war, the frontlines to your fortunate sons
You think boys point guns when they run to the sun?
A decoy, Pink Floyd, 'cause we comfortably numb, word
Wrapping ourself in denial like it's a warm blanket
Tryna go native like faces that get war-painted
Pac shot in Las Vegas of all places
Fighting dark side to the force like he was Lord Vader
Your haters develop a leading role
When you start to give 'em parts of your life and feed the trolls
I got my own demons, what I'm supposed to do with yours?
I got my own demons, what I'm supposed to do with yours?
So many demons in the dance hall
And they stompin' on what you stand for
Dorothy Parker in the tub with her pants on
Ready for a Night at the Opera with the Phantom
They live in the shadows of the angels
The punchlines of the rap battles to entertain you
Proof that even words can maim you
Proof that even words can maim you
Credits
Writer(s): Talib Kweli, ? Scott, Clark Jr., Nuamah, Younge
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