AURA (Explicit) from Demons by Donny

You walked on me my whole life,
Now a bitch is gonna die,
It’s gonna be a bloody fight,
Run away if you wanna sleep tonight,
The cleets are on, you fucked up,
pullin the rug from under ya,
Make you trip on yo butt,
Last you hear is a bang from my gun,
I’m fuckin done bein yo puppet,
You chuck knives, that wont cut shit,
Sever the tether and choke ya with it,
While i sip on tea, and your corpse as my seat, bitch!
“Sir.. Get off the body now!” why should i?
Go back to the farm ya swine,
Is all that donut stashed under your nose for a later time?
Trust me if an asteroid couldn’t kill me..
You’d be a headline..
I don’t need to do much,
I got a market of bars, givin’ zero fucks,
All yall humans out of fuckin touch,
Bow down to the dino before i get rough,
Last guy, tried to Pack God,
Thought he was superman till he messed with zod,
I fired bars at his level, he lost it, had a big target, yet he overshot it,
he down on the ground like he jason todd,
Cant match my aura, talk to the glock.
Even when i’m ill, my venom still kills,
zelph fuckin’ cryin’ cus of his lack of skills,
Tried to make an alt account saying you know where i live? Prove it cunt,
I’m just watchin the evidence pile up,
I can tell you riled up, keep yo bile up,
i didnt have to waste my voice,
throwin a tantrum, i’m like “oh boy..”
Hell im in a vrapper group,
quit bein’ benzino, no-one gave a damn,
Come back when you learn how to craft raps,
Casket’s open, unmarked grave with a sign that says “Spit, piss and shit freely”
For those who been hatin’,
keep that same energy when yo ego deflatin’
Think you can jump me? You’re mistaken,
I don’t have to do much to wake you,
Let’s get some facts straight, you lame.

I don’t need to do much,
I got a market of bars, givin’ zero fucks,
All yall humans out of fuckin touch,
Bow down to the dino before i get rough,
Last guy, tried to Pack God,
Thought he was superman till he messed with zod,
I fired bars at his level, he lost it, had a big target, yet he overshot it,
he down on the ground like he jason todd,
Cant match my aura, talk to the glock
Last guy who bothered,
Became lyric fodder,
Someone give him the medal of honor,
Actually don’t, we all knew he was a goner,
I emulated his style back, he sprayed and prayed,
Till he realized the ultimate price was paid,
He thought he could beat me at my own game?
So i grabbed my cap and picked his name,
he acknowledged my poetry skills,
My floetry, kills, pockets, cash-filled,
You knew your chances were slim,
shady’s my middle name, sonny Jim,
And don’t you forget it either,
I’ll turn my haters to believers,
And if you crawl out the ether,
I’ll “Long Live The King” ya!

I don’t need to do much,
I got a market of bars, givin’ zero fucks,
All yall humans out of fuckin touch,
Bow down to the dino before i get rough,
Last guy, tried to Pack God,
Thought he was superman till he messed with zod,
I fired bars at his level, he lost it, had a big target, yet he overshot it,
he down on the ground like he jason todd,
Cant match my aura, talk to the glock

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