Song: Demon Time
Artist:  ABRZY
Year: 2021
Viewed: 43 - Published at: 3 years ago

Verse 1)

I’ve had labels say your way too brown that’s that wrong skin tone
If you were black, if you were white, it could all just be so simple
Grit my teeth, you talking about skin? it’s lucky I got tough skin though
Don't they know that I really be a beast and I body instrumentals
Mental, been dope, you know that it’s been known
Everytime I touch mics’ fresh like mentos
Born in Bangladesh, Imma die in a benzo
I’mma F the game hard, never do it gentle
All my life man people just said no
I am so proud to rep Bengal
I’ll kick doors down, ripping every hinge though
Shout out to the people that doubted my potential
They can get a roundhouse kick to the temple
I stay on top of your head like temple
All in your girl mouth like a dental plan
Eat rappers go and get a bento bowl
And pour me up some lentils
Y’all ready know I’m twisted like pretzels
Smoke like kettle, scores to settle
These man tell stories- Hansel, Gretel
White people are like “Hey Abid”
Yeah it’s pronounced Abid
Yeah shout out to Ahad, Farhan, Arman, Hamza, Majeed
Yeah shout out to Mitch, he told me keep going and put in that mahi
Yeah I only fear God, that’s Bismillah-ir-Rahman-ir-Rahim
Ex girls love me, some say fk me
I am best rapper out my country
I get on beats and treat it like lunch meat
Only God above me, I say Wallahi
Trap still jumpin, bread like brumbies
When you see me out, I say please don’t touch me
When I step out girl I look so lovely
My girl a 2020 Ashanti
Yeah I’m still hungry I got munchies
Never played rugby
Y’all ready know when it comes to bars mine hit like scrum g
Your life comfy, not my country
No Ramadan, but they still hungry, I stay jumpy
I cannot believe we made it one piece
I’m from a city where the cost of your life? - it comes cheap
Are you dumb or stupid? The wheels on the Rolls is Chromazz, headshot domazz
These man talk tough, I’m like so what, they're just actors, posers
Shout out Jayson, Janaya, Arrun, Alesha, I love my Somas
Gotta say it again, that’s love till the end, you know I love them so much
So and so just dropped their song, you know what it is, I'm just like so what?
Them boys bars weak, Rest in peace Heath Ledge, all them boys are jokers
They ain’t got no heart, they ain’t no soldiers, these boys snakes like cobras
Yeaah y’all ready know that the boy been sick way before corona
F this industry
All these rappers man they can’t step to me
They my enemies, drain my energy
Gap between us is authenticity
I ain't really have no famous father
I ain’t really have no deeper connections
I don’t really know anyone at Spotify
I’m not friends with playlist curators
I don’t know anyone who runs festivals
I think I’ve been banned from Sniffers
I don’t really have no ties to labels
All these rappers are signed to labels
All these rappers have some sort of management
I don't really care cause I’ll still damage them
I am coming for their necks like clavicle
Back home I still run with savages
I ain’t really have no famous father
Drive like Tesla, I am a charger
Cause of my colour, twice as harder
That’s how i’m working, I’ll die as a martyr
Only ones I listen to are Church and AP
Everyone else I’ll murk them crazy
Ten years later, Still here baby
Still here just like the Briscoes lady Yeah
(Verse 2)

Ay shout out to Don and Radioactive, we get active
These boys slippin, I can’t wait to catch them lackin
Green light, green light, like it just be splendid traffic
All these artists touch their toes and bend over backwards
That ain’t me never on my knees
Never sold my soul for a little bit of cheese
I’m pretty proud that I’ve always been me
I don't really mess with this industry
All these artists think they big
But you know they really full of bigotry
So please don't try to step next to me
Cause my brothers all armed like centipedes
Better best believe, let it rest in peace, see I go and kill the beat then I rinse repeat
Pussy as rappers try to step to me but I give them three letters thats RIP
Mention, don’t mention me , cause I really been a beast since 93
Don't like me g, just envy me, cause the girls love the bars and the melodies like yeah
Igloo flow cause I’m one of the coldest
Yes I’m the president my girl F.L.O.T.U.S
I never lost patience never lost focus
We make a lot of noise hoping someone notice
My lifestyle is just so grimey
East side Khilgaon that's where you’ll find me
East side Khilgaon, that place grimey
But I can’t lie man that's what defines me
All my brothers in the cut so slimy
All my brothers getting checks no Nike
All my life see I really wanna spit, see I feel it in the bones and the cells inside me
Y’all ready know that I finna go hyphy, when I turn it up see the chunes so spicy
I wanna be someone whos inspiring, I wanna be the Bangladeshi Michael
Jackson, Jordan, Tyson, pick one
All my life man I really was picked on
Now I’m feeling bulletproof, yeah i'm talking teflon
Stepped on, step off, now I'm the Big Dog
Piss off!!
Are you dumb or stupid? The wheels on the Rolls is Chromazz, headshot domazz
I don't meant to front, but you know I gotta stunt, like Weezy, Cash Money soldiers
Shout out to Danny man, shout out to Mather man, shout out to my bro Tobias
All these haters man really can’t see us but I know they really want to be us
Bird box vibes man Stevie Wonder, cause I know they really can’t see us
The way that I bite, the way that I roam, you know Panthera my genus
That’s Tiger Tribe, we dynamite and we flying high
My mark on the city is like Wellington on a good day yeah yeah you really can’t beat it
I know so many people from high school
I know those people peaked at seventeen
If they're listening I don’t like you
All those people are really just dead to me
You're just shocked that I flew right by you
Bodies in the bayou, won’t stand beside you
When you see me don’t shake my hand
Shout to my immigrants that take a stand like
You still live at your mamma house, I’m what the fuss about, I’m what you talk about
I just think its funny cause all my life they made me sit on the bench but I’m getting buckets now
Do it for the kids that sat on the bench
Do it for the kids that never had friends
Do it for the kids that just wanna dance
Do it for the kids that never had a chance
Do it for the kids that just wanna rap but everyone laughed man no one had their back
Man I do it for the kids that just wanna sing, but all these people tried to cut off their wings
Do it for the kids that walk in the rain
Imma spark to their brain
I’m sparking the flame
Man y’all ready know this my heart and my veins
And I swear god Breezy I come with the flames like that!

( ABRZY )
www.ChordsAZ.com

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