Tech N9ne

Tech N9ne - Demons lyrics

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(feat. Three 6 Mafia)
[Verse 1] 

Welcome to the land of misery 

Where my delivery strikes with madness 

Hearts explode from the touch of the 44 blastin (Party) 

By the killas from the Midwest 

You can scream all you want but there's no help 

As I see your destiny into the hands of me 

Black talons rippin through yo body 

The sight of a bloody scene 

Murder is what I fiend 

For I saw the darkest hour 

The clock ticks well 

You feel the wrath of my power 



What you gon do when all these niggas collide? 

I got so many mentalities 

I'll show you outside (Deadly) 

Clever kill is my fourtay 

Cuttin off victim's ** 

A murderous foreplay 

Can't even come *** with mine 

I'm more crazier than Dahmer Charlie Manson combined (One of a kind) 

Diabolic 

Shimbolic 

Face the infernal 

Evil demon 

And I can make you eternal 



[Chorus] 

Trauma 

Brain I'mma 

Inflictin pain on a 

Nigga with homa-cidal 

Shit me whole persona 

Nervous 

Lyrics at yo, service 

You heard us 

Murderous 

Demons they comma 

Which choosin like the chrome llama 

Trauma 

Brain I'mma 

Inflictin pain on a 

Nigga with homa-cidal 

Shit me whole persona 

Nervous 

Lyrics at yo, service 

You heard us 

Murderous 

Demons they comma 

Which choosin like the chrome llama 

BLAH!! 



[Verse 2] 

An introduction to my murderous plot 

I got so many wicked ways 

And they start on yo block 

(One) 

Label you my bitch 

(Two) 

I let you know 

(Three) 

Execution 

Drag you out yo do' 

Nobody to witness 

I call it habit 

You call it a verbal sickness 

Damagin with a quickness 

Describe the feelin while I rip you apart 

I get evil in the day but even worse after dark 

(Murda) 



(Murda) 

Killin 

It just don't stop (Homocidal) 

The 12 gauge left you opened up 

Another victim called the D-E-A-D 

Listen to that underground massacre terror 

Seize the streets 

Feel my heat (WHOOO!) 

The N9ne Ameri-Killa 

Got me goin 

Like Donald Owens 

The cannabis 

Got me deep like the abyss 

So I sit back relax 

Warm it up like Chris 

A bruised the fist 

The fury 

When step into me 

I 8-1-6 that mothafuckin Missouri 

Or should I say the land of misery 

Where life's fucked up 

Disguise like yo shadow when I buck ya (BLAH! BLAH!) 



[Chorus] 

Trauma 

Brain I'mma 

Inflictin pain on a 

Nigga with homa-cidal 

Shit me whole persona 

Nervous 

Lyrics at yo, service 

You heard us 

Murderous 

Demons they comma 

Which choosin like the chrome llama 

Trauma 

Brain I'mma 

Inflictin pain on a 

Nigga with homa-cidal 

Shit me whole persona 

Nervous 

Lyrics at yo, service 

You heard us 

Murderous 

Demons they comma 

Which choosin like the chrome llama 

BLAH!! 



[Verse 3] 

Amuart, Amuart! 

Trauma, trauma! 

You's a gonna gonna 

Tecca Nina like vaginas 

I bring trauma 

Make niggas swing on a 

Ding-a-ling gonna flunda 

Irritable 

Formitable 

Right now hit em in the middle of Rogue Dawg straight showed y'all 

When I'll be game 

Anyone wanna know what's the deal? 

The simple fact is that 

I'll flip ya 

Flip ya for real 

I'm a jeah 

But when I get rhymer block 

I need some gynacock 

Right after that fact I'm like a bull in a China shop 

Six pluses believe it I'll be the bomb one day 

If my shit was droppin in a week today is bomb Sunday 

One week to get to necrosis 

Focus on music like 

Mr. Holland's Opus 

Notice 

(I'm) Still kickin hocus pocus 

Witch craft 

Whiplash 

Kick ass 

Rhyme flows 

Sign of the times shows 

So I'm not behind hoes 

Devine souls 

Plottin to kill all the demons 

Any color many killins plenty serable peelin's 

These rappers now (I'll swallow yo soul, swallow yo soul) 

This underground (I gotta explode, gotta be cold) 

Nina's bold 

They couldn't kill me if they sent Dahmer (Why?) 

Demons they comin when shootin like the chrome llamma 



[Chorus] 

Trauma 

Brain I'mma 

Inflictin pain on a 

Liqour with homa 

Side'll shit me whole persona 

Nervous 

Lyrics at yo, service 

You heard us 

Murderous 

Demons they comma 

Which choosin like the chrome llama 

Trauma 

Brain I'mma 

Inflictin pain on a 

Nigga with homa-cidal 

Shit me whole persona 

Nervous 

Lyrics at yo, service 

You heard us 

Murderous 

Demons they comma 

Which choosin like the chrome llama 

BLAH!!




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