by Machine Gun Kelly Ft. DMX
i swear i can feel them fucking with me,
i swear i can feel them fucking with me,
every night i feel them fucking with me
hit me with …
i wake up screaming in my sleep every fucking night
open up my eyes to cold sweat, bloody cloths from my nose
yeah, nothing nice
father i killed a man, but i had to do it
only thing is he is me, how the fuck you couldn’t get me through it?
my skin is bluish, voices in my head, saying don’t be stupid
all you have is in that bag, you better use it
cut it, snuff it, puff it, shoot it
only one i trust now is myself these motherfuckers do this
gun in my pillow cause all i feel is a paranoia
hoes in my want for more the nights said i was fin to forward
the devil’s here, but i’m still awake
did i broke the mirror, could i seen his face?
even my bitch corrupted, i fucked the pussy till it’s bloody
took it down and then she sucked it,
told me that she love it, bitch!
everything is black, i think i am deceased,
i am a ghost without the bed sheets, ex speak
if a beast swag got big, so big
fuck it, if i gotta live it, then y’all gonna see it
eat it, shit it, live it, it’s in my blood
that’s why i get down like what, dirt to the mud
you fucked up, then your shit was sweet, you shouldn’t speak
you spit the heat, on the back of his head,
make him spit teeth
he was one on his beef, i don’t wanna have to be the one
to tell you the shit deeper, man
i swear i can feel them fucking with me,
every night i feel them fucking with me
please god tell these demons stop fucking with me
every god damn night i feel them fucking with me
please god
just…still the same, ain’t right, if a nigga still can’t feel the pain
but still kill the game, still keep real and aim
i get down one way, we keep it that one way
or take it to gunplay
and a nigga know if we gonna walk this dog
if we ain’t going, talk it all
make a nigga have to talk with the fog
that’s the only language we know,
then you go, pow, pow, partner, you go
and i hate that i can see snakes…they don’t even try to hide
it’s like they be tryina get near me
most of y’all don’t get me, it’s like i’m talking to myself
the nigga so dumb, got me feeling like i’m talking for my health
they like i’m talking for the wealth, cause ain’t no money in the truth
so i’ll leave this shit for real, y’all make it up in the booth
till a nigga loose his tooth, over some shit he didn’t plan on
one prepared for, really couldn’t stand on
turn the cam on, higher speed and it’s hands up and watch
are we back up with that heat to get his tan on
now that’s for fucking with me,
and that’s for my dog, this because where you going you not gonn need that arm
the streets is talking, oho, there they go
thirsty for that blood
do you know how it feels, to be so mad to a kill
or be so trapped…
and whenever you close your eyes, everything inside you dies
and all the hides, crimes and lies come alive,…motherfucker
i swear i can feel them fucking with me,
every night i feel them fucking with me
please god tell these demons stop fucking with me
every god damn night i feel them fucking with me
hit me with the…
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