Текст песни Demon In Disguise - ThÀ KįŃg

Momma always told me I was gone be the greatest
Ain't nobody ever tell me that your brothers be the fakest
I could never be no fake nigga
Not at all
He keep talking through his neck go ahead and knock him off
Momma always told me I was gone be Tha King
Didn't listen when she told me not to give a bitch a ring
Sorry momma finally coming to my senses
From the eight-one-six, they'll light it up before it's Christmas

Ain't got to lie about being the realist you could see it in my eyes
Don't compare me to no villain I'm a demon in disguise
Made him a potato after we cooked him, might nickname him fries
I mean it's karma for that shit we condone in they lines
Had them put him in a bag just for talking on the net
Gave him four times to mention now it's Russian roulette
All we need is one bullet for a nigga that ain't no threat
(Y'all been warned to many times) we don't tolerate no disrespect
Don't run away when you see me boy that shit will get you hawked
I hate listening to rapers boy I swear they love to talk
I hate when niggas say "I could make a blood crip walk"
I rather switch it up and say "I could get a BD white chalked"
I ain't no gang banger or nothing, so don't take it to offense
But if you do, I mean, it is what it is
Have your family in all black like an audition for "The Wiz"
(You know "The Wiz" is the one with all the black people right)
Diana Ross, Richard Prior, Michael Jackson in the scene
Told that bitch delete my number because the message was green
How you twenty and you want a female under seventeen
Talking about you want a toe pick you niggas is some fien's
They said " you feeling yourself"
Nahh I'm looking for my phone
Hit her one good time now she won't leave me alone
She was kissing on my neck I know she tasted my cologne
Aye we not together, lets just let that be know

Momma always told me I was gone be the greatest
Ain't nobody ever tell me that your brothers be the fakest
I could never be no fake nigga
Not at all
He keep talking through his neck go ahead and knock him off
Momma always told me I was gone be Tha King
Didn't listen when she told me not give a bitch a ring
Sorry momma finally coming to my senses
From the eight-one-six they'll light it up before it's Christmas