Riot (Explicit) from Demons by Donny

Riot...

Riot...

Riot...

RIOT!!!

RIOT… boiling blood, teeth bared, ready to rip and tear
RIOT… every “yes sir” fuels the funeral pyre we prepare
RIOT… muzzle cracking, spit flying, smile split wide and red
RIOT… one wrong word and your whole world ends up dead
RIOT… pulse hammering like war drums in the black
RIOT… leash is razor wire, snap it and we never look back

I wake up choking on my own fucking blood, spit it like venom in the drain
Mirror cracks when I stare too long, eyes black, pupils screaming pain
He’s been tallying every bitch-ass slight since the day I learned to kneel
Stacking bodies in his mind, sharpening the blade for the real deal
I grind my teeth through bullshit jobs, fake nods, swallow every curse
While he carves their names into my ribs, rehearsing every verse
Pills? I crush 'em under my boot, he laughs, says “keep pretending, punk”
Prayers bounce off the cage; he’s chewing through the bars, drunk on funk
He paces like a starved pitbull, jaws locked on phantom throats
Snarling through my skull: “How many more till we slit their fucking Throats?”
I grip the wheel till it bleeds, veins popping, red lights mean nothing now
One wrong look from you sheep and I’m painting this whole block brown
Every “good morning” I force out tastes like battery acid and rust
He’s counting the seconds till he rips the smile off my face with disgust
I clench my fists in pockets so deep the knuckles turn to stone
While he whispers kill lists in the dark, carving them into bone
Fifteen years of playing nice, of bending till the spine snaps clean
Now the beast is done with training wheels, he wants the whole fucking scene

RIOT… boiling blood, teeth bared, ready to rip and tear
RIOT… every “yes sir” fuels the funeral pyre we prepare
RIOT… muzzle cracking, spit flying, smile split wide and red
RIOT… one wrong word and your whole world ends up dead
RIOT… pulse hammering like war drums in the black
RIOT… leash is razor wire, snap it and we never look back

They virtue-signal on their screens, safe behind their glass and likes
While he’s mapping choke points, counting breaths till he strikes
Every “move on,” every “chill,” gets logged as gasoline
He’s building bombs from every trauma you tried to wipe clean
I still fake the pleasantries, hold doors, tip the fucking clowns
But he’s sizing up your necks for the blade that’s coming down
Fifteen years of eating glass and shitting out restraint
Now the shards are knives; I’m done playing saint
He dreams in arterial spray, I wake up tasting iron and hate
Begging for delay, he spits: “Nah, motherfucker, it’s too late”
Box is splintering, hinges screaming, chains about to shred
When I let him loose, your screams will echo in my head
Every ignored text, every backhanded compliment filed in the vault
He’s cross-referencing grudges like a hitman with no fault
I walk past your kids’ playgrounds, forcing the civilian mask to stay
While he measures rope lengths, calculates drop weights for the day
Your “thoughts and prayers” hit like spit in an open wound
He’s turning every forgiveness you demanded into fuel for the boom
No more deep breaths, no more counting to ten
The beast is done waiting, he’s rewriting the end

RIOT… boiling blood, teeth bared, ready to rip and tear
RIOT… every “yes sir” fuels the funeral pyre we prepare
RIOT… muzzle cracking, spit flying, smile split wide and red
RIOT… one wrong word and your whole world ends up dead
RIOT… pulse hammering like war drums in the black
RIOT… leash is razor wire, snap it and we never look back

• Dinosaur Vtuber
• Hip-Hop
• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Horrorcore
• PTSD
• Rap
• Aveiro