Brush My Demons Off

i brush my demons off i never sweet . a kiss of death enough to make her wet the thought of lust and love could never mix slaving for a chain i must resist i carry pain and smile who gives a shit. (fast) when i say im blessed (break-up) i -got -a -loaded -clip (-----fast-------) safety off for the ones thats-jumping- ship the gift of gab the god who gave the gift (--------fast-------) when i light it up i hope ya scatter quick growing up i aint have the pot to piss miss me with the im ya homie shit ima swerve a lane and barely hit ya shit if i paid the cost i happily took the risk if ya got it now just focus on the grip ima champ a king a god for those who missed can a tech from out the hat inspect ya shit can i put u on a boat and sink ya ship if i took u off the earth could u exist if turn it up the app can call it quits if i lost it all i must have got it quick pen to pad my mind be talkin shit she rubbed me down her wish her wish is my command