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decipherthemisfit – demonspeak lyrics

it’s different strokes for different folks i gotta keep my focus ’cause these
deep thoughts got me drowning in emotions, turning
chips on shoulders to crippling boulders in instant moments
i’m losing focus, a bloated blunt to catch the motion
heads in clouds, nothing was the same
with no one left to blame
introspection the sole approach to surviving
weaker notions
ideas, poison flowing through fears
antidote in the pen
put it all behind bars
or see the world through your tears
super charged i’m methodical
lay it all in a melody, zim zimmer
the prodigal personnel
i’m maniacal
it’s a hеll of a phase
so keep your eyes on thе money
and take note of the change
f+ck it it’s late
the paradigm is in a whole different lane
i’ll admit it i was never the same
i’m kinda feeling it though
a two second hiatus
i’m here to finish this hoe

dream it, for my demons
i move from my demons
believe it

i move in silence, i keep to myself, ish
puffing plumes, see my problems from a different perspective
never thought that i could have dealt with
negative energy, sentiments sending me far from my penning peak
the world got ahead of me
(the old me is dead to me now)
the new me is getting the hang of the pacifist pleasantries
no fighting emotions
(i channel them heavily now)
i’m silent, i’m focused
my second wind is a hurricane now

but still calm and collect+ted
disrespect when you address
you’ll be dead on delivery like a stillborn
i’m a ten
got the template, when the pen spins
stand too tall for your tests
you, surrounded by smoke and mirrors
still struggle to reflect, introspect
you a stranger to yourself
what a mess
now i’ve got something to prove
i’ve counted all my blessings there ain’t enough for the dude
i’m greedy for success
and that’s a permanent mood
i’m letting off with the tool
no time to wait on you fools
don’t give a f+ck about tips
prefer to work for my dues
i’ve been to h+ll and back, the smell is still on the dude
so no i’m not heaven sent, but spitting godly amused these n+ggas, got ‘em confused
these n+ggas couldn’t compete if they tried to f+ck with the movement
i’m on a groove and i can only improve
the penmanship ‘cause the truth
the picture painted is framed but still looking kinda skew
i need to straighten it out
i’m tired of being recluse

- decipherthemisfit lyrics

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