Demons on My Neck

Demons on My Neck Lyrics Meanings
by Yahweh the Pharaoh

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Demons on My Neck Lyrics

Demons on my neck
Devil in a dress
Feeling kinda vexed
Cuz I'm dealing with this hex
And I'm running from the set
Asking what's next
Mic check
Mic check
Mic check
Demons on my neck
Devil in a dress
Feeling kinda vexed
Cuz I'm dealing with this hex
And I'm running from the set
Asking what's next
Mic check
Mic check
Mic check
Demons on my neck
Devil in a dress
Feeling kinda vexed
Cuz I'm dealing with this hex
And I'm running from the set
Asking what's next
Mic check
Mic check
Mic check
Wake up in the morning
I'm feeling exhausted
Nigga tired of mourning
All of our losses
Our people getting murdered
By the crooked ass police
Yet niggas still bang on these
streets
So quick to kill me
But they won't shoot the beast
So quick to rape queens
But they won't tote a piece
To protect purity
To uphold real peace
And you claiming a G
How motherfucker
We don't own anything
But this motherfucking grief
And this damn poverty
That's been eating me alive
Many days
I just wish I could die
Many days
I just wish I could fly
Get high
Just to get by
My cerebellum fried
Devil in disguise
And the truth is in the lies
That the white man told
Watch the story unfold
We were Moors
With the code
Now they kill us
No remorse
Keep feeding us dope
So we move slow
So we lose hope
Got our people
Walking around
Looking like a damn corpse
Damn
Rigor mortis
Took its course
Of course
We've been cursed
Since our birth
They been trying
Lay us in the dirt
They berserk
If they think
We ain't fighting back
Picture that
I ain't going out like that
That's fact
Niggas stay strapped
With the gat
Hit em with that click clack
Nigga fall back
Nigga...
Demons on my neck
Devil in a dress
Feeling kinda vexed
Cuz I'm dealing with this hex
And I'm running from the set
Asking what's next
Mic check
Mic check
Mic check
Demons on my neck
Devil in a dress
Feeling kinda vexed
Cuz I'm dealing with this hex
And I'm running from the set
Asking what's next
Mic check
Mic check
Mic check
Demons on my neck
Devil in a dress
Feeling kinda vexed
Cuz I'm dealing with this hex
And I'm running from the set
Asking what's next
Mic check
Mic check
Mic check
I'm so sick and tired of living Poe
Like Edgar
Trying to find a queen
Love sweet like nectar
Sitting in my room
But I'm out here giving lectures
To my sector
Got me feeling like professor
Dexter
The way I make connections
Lyrics infectious
Lethal
Like a Smith & Wesson
For the schmendricks
For the schmendricks
For the schmendricks
For the schmendricks
Ugh
Peep the profession
And the essence
The perfection
Of a lyricist
Been in love with this
Since a little kid
Forming sentences
Out of synonymous
For the benefit
Of my relatives
It's my medicine
It's a sedative
Peep the rhetoric
Ain't nobody better
If there is
Then I leave they body
Severed
Told my niggas
That it's now or never
Navigating
Through this cloudy weather
Trying to find an umbrella
Ella Ella
While I'm sipping on Stella
Feeling stellar
Trying to live better
Trying to get her pussy wetter
Met her at Coachella
She was rocking Margiela
Rocking Margiela
And them bloody red bottoms
Oh primadonna
And she loves to bring the drama
So I'm searching for some peace
Like the holy Dalai Lama
Meditating
Trying beat Samsara
Hoping I can reach Nirvana
Before I'm a goner
Cuz the streets been hotter
Than a motherfucking
Sauna
Feeling kinda vexed
Cuz I'm dealing with this hex
And I'm running from the set
Asking what's next
Mic check
Mic check
Mic check
Demons on my neck
Devil in a dress
Feeling kinda vexed
Cuz I'm dealing with this hex
And I'm running from the set
Asking what's next
Mic check
Mic check
Mic check
Demons on my neck
Devil in a dress
Feeling kinda vexed
Cuz I'm dealing with this hex

Demons on my neck
Devil in a dress
Feeling kinda vexed
Cuz I'm dealing with this hex
And I'm running from the set
Asking what's next
Mic check
Mic check
Mic check
Demons on my neck
Devil in a dress
Feeling kinda vexed
Cuz I'm dealing with this hex
And I'm running from the set
Asking what's next
Mic check
Mic check
Mic check
Demons on my neck
Devil in a dress
Feeling kinda vexed
Cuz I'm dealing with this hex
And I'm running from the set
Asking what's next
Mic check
Mic check
Mic check
Wake up in the morning
I'm feeling exhausted
Nigga tired of mourning
All of our losses
Our people getting murdered
By the crooked ass police
Yet niggas still bang on these
streets
So quick to kill me
But they won't shoot the beast
So quick to rape queens
But they won't tote a piece
To protect purity
To uphold real peace
And you claiming a G
How motherfucker
We don't own anything
But this motherfucking grief
And this damn poverty
That's been eating me alive
Many days
I just wish I could die
Many days
I just wish I could fly
Get high
Just to get by
My cerebellum fried
Devil in disguise
And the truth is in the lies
That the white man told
Watch the story unfold
We were Moors
With the code
Now they kill us
No remorse
Keep feeding us dope
So we move slow
So we lose hope
Got our people
Walking around
Looking like a damn corpse
Damn
Rigor mortis
Took its course
Of course
We've been cursed
Since our birth
They been trying
Lay us in the dirt
They berserk
If they think
We ain't fighting back
Picture that
I ain't going out like that
That's fact
Niggas stay strapped
With the gat
Hit em with that click clack
Nigga fall back
Nigga...
Demons on my neck
Devil in a dress
Feeling kinda vexed
Cuz I'm dealing with this hex
And I'm running from the set
Asking what's next
Mic check
Mic check
Mic check
Demons on my neck
Devil in a dress
Feeling kinda vexed
Cuz I'm dealing with this hex
And I'm running from the set
Asking what's next
Mic check
Mic check
Mic check
Demons on my neck
Devil in a dress
Feeling kinda vexed
Cuz I'm dealing with this hex
And I'm running from the set
Asking what's next
Mic check
Mic check
Mic check
I'm so sick and tired of living Poe
Like Edgar
Trying to find a queen
Love sweet like nectar
Sitting in my room
But I'm out here giving lectures
To my sector
Got me feeling like professor
Dexter
The way I make connections
Lyrics infectious
Lethal
Like a Smith & Wesson
For the schmendricks
For the schmendricks
For the schmendricks
For the schmendricks
Ugh
Peep the profession
And the essence
The perfection
Of a lyricist
Been in love with this
Since a little kid
Forming sentences
Out of synonymous
For the benefit
Of my relatives
It's my medicine
It's a sedative
Peep the rhetoric
Ain't nobody better
If there is
Then I leave they body
Severed
Told my niggas
That it's now or never
Navigating
Through this cloudy weather
Trying to find an umbrella
Ella Ella
While I'm sipping on Stella
Feeling stellar
Trying to live better
Trying to get her pussy wetter
Met her at Coachella
She was rocking Margiela
Rocking Margiela
And them bloody red bottoms
Oh primadonna
And she loves to bring the drama
So I'm searching for some peace
Like the holy Dalai Lama
Meditating
Trying beat Samsara
Hoping I can reach Nirvana
Before I'm a goner
Cuz the streets been hotter
Than a motherfucking
Sauna
Feeling kinda vexed
Cuz I'm dealing with this hex
And I'm running from the set
Asking what's next
Mic check
Mic check
Mic check
Demons on my neck
Devil in a dress
Feeling kinda vexed
Cuz I'm dealing with this hex
And I'm running from the set
Asking what's next
Mic check
Mic check
Mic check
Demons on my neck
Devil in a dress
Feeling kinda vexed
Cuz I'm dealing with this hex

Writer(s): Jesus Mesa
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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