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was, this Rap is not enough
This game got me mighty high in the clouds, but it's not a buzz
We could rumble in the jungle, I will watch you fumble
Tumble

is déjà vu
But I'm a Demi-God
I must've forgot I'm a Demi-God
I always feel so blue
But I'm a Demi-God
I must've forgot I'm a Demi God

This is

on that white girl - Demi Lovato
Nah, I don't partake though
Got the cream and the sauce, Alfredo
With the team and we rock when we say so
We the kings; ask

a thrill
She know the drill
I'ma goat in my field
I want stank gelato
Shorty wanna pill
Demi Lovato
My bag look like the lotto
Powerball
Powerball
Hoe chase

chronic 
But it's all for show, she asks "who this hoe" 
Stare at your screen, as you say 

Now pardon me if this topic 
Is going off the flipping rails 
I

the plug I'll serve Demi Lovato
In a Audi with a kill tech I'm fully auto
When you talking 'bout that money I need it pronto
Like how the fuck you roll two

ya name
Ya, you from Chicago
You in love with the Casamino's I take you Cabo
These drugs it'll bring out the demons like Demi Lovato
She mixing that

Herst
Then threw a fifty in it, then lit it, then I toss the fifth
Semi-autos crack a bitch like Demi Lovato
Carphones call home, but whenever we call,

Uh yeah straight to the moon
Uh yeah chillin with goons
Uh yeah she demi lovato with spoons
Taking a hit of bamboo

Watching cartoons I'm faded
See

Like a Demi Lovato,
Radio Goo Goo
Radio Gaga.
Resin on teeth 
like a perfect stigmata.
Salam aleykim for every high guy,
I’d can resist but I can’t deny,

on it
Say they have my number they won't call it
Me and them is like buying Demi Lovato a low fat froyo they don't want it
I'm artist with imagery painted

brain, damn near got honor roll
Need me a bad bitch with issues, Demi Lovato tho
Got a bitch from Mexico, give me head vamanos

truth
This stupid bitch always be hitting my phone
Bitch
Like
Leave me alone
She just want love Yea she want affection
Keep a 32 that's my weapon
All you

even kicked the bride in the chest!  This is going to
cost me a fortune!
LAUNCELOT:  Well, I can explain.  I was in the forest, um, riding
north from

and put wock' in the bottle
Hi-tech, no Moscato i feel like Movado
She givin' me matta', I'm smokin' Gelato
Brand new Glock, sound like Demi Lovato
All

getting chased by my past, you know I got to run
The thrill of this shit, you can call me crazy but I really think that this shits fun

But you can't see

It's Demi Day

Prince Demi in the building
Make a way for me if you ready and you willin' 
Put some stock in this regime  
Multiplied it by a million

of bobsleigh
Yeah My name is not Robert, but if it was then bob slay
My mom told me not to smoke, but still I took the highway
I've been rapping at the same

light while I sit 'round the flames
Only at night will you see me again with my
Scythe by my side, it will take you away
Look in my eyes, I will set you

need tunnel vision on the money hunt
I don't know what made me like this, but I don't give a fuck
For the love of God or askin' God like what the fuck is

Dripping blood on my Yeezys
You know it's monkey pox but the K is silent
Don't you run up on me this AK is violent

Liberals crying over monkey pox
Demis

Demi leaves rehab again
When is this shit gonna end?
Sounds like a voice in my head
I can't believe I'm not dead

I'm alive by the skin of my

word
God, I hate this art form so much
And this album is just getting increasingly incoherent by the minute
And yeah, you're right, we actually put

fuckers out as I see
All you two face gonna bleed
Six feet deep
Que Culo, Si
But this is what you get when you fuck with me
'Cause uh
I done had enough
I