Demonz

We no ordinary demonz Got a posse full of heathens They love to see a lot of bleeding Them youngings round my way will pop you for no reason, yeah We no ordinary demonz Got a posse full of heathens They love to see a lot of bleeding Them youngings round my way will pop you for no reason, yeah The savages come out and roam around the dark When it's demon time it's best you stay inside, avoid the sharks Cause around the block, they patrolling hunting down an opp They drop em on the spot, licking out a couple shots,  damn Perhaps it's your homie, maybe a fan Unfortunately here is where their story came to an end All they get are flowers right next to the pavement And a couple RIPs circulating the internet It's not a secret It's what happens when you run into some demons Kedi ntwana maar di tshwere many regions On God, gabana le taba gore o deacon Haba sao cave prolly throw you to the deep end Mafioso, you gonn turn up missing dog They'll have you swimming with the fishes dog Probably execute you only cause they're bored In they're minds saying We no ordinary demonz Got a posse full of heathens They love to see a lot of bleeding Them youngings round my way will pop you for no reason, yeah We no ordinary demonz Got a posse full of heathens They love to see a lot of bleeding Them youngings round my way will pop you for no reason, yeah I get too fresh like whoa! Street sweeping oh no! We ain't came down for no hoes But I'm bottle popping like yoh! This that damn nigga you loot Demonz up in my room I stay fly picking on Rose My damn crew sucking on weed I stay Gang until I lose my breath I'm no ordinary nigga Lama came for the reaper This that nigga you ain't coming back That bitch'll never call you They done told me never listen Cause I know the devil got me I'm so sorry but I ain't corry You so salty, came down for it I'm so sorry but I ain't corry You so salty, came down for it, ahh Mafioso, you gonn turn up missing dog They'll have you swimming with the fishes dog Probably execute you only cause they're bored In they're minds saying We no ordinary demonz Got a posse full of heathens They love to see a lot of bleeding Them youngings round my way will pop you for no reason, yeah We no ordinary demonz Got a posse full of heathens They love to see a lot of bleeding Them youngings round my way will pop you for no reason, yeah