Taylor Bennett Demon Slayer Lyrics
Demon Slayer by Taylor Bennett
(Hook)
I am looking for someone oh
I am looking for my demon slayer
I am looking for someone oh
I am looking for my demon slayer
You heading straight for the stars
You running away from me too
You got yo mind made up
But you don't know what to do
Wowowowowowowowowow
You just don't know what to do
Wowowowowowowowowow
You just don't know what to
(Verse)
Dark cloaks and masked faces
Daydreaming in your everyday algebra class
While I'm plotting on your assassination
If that's not too much of a consolation
You also Mention the drug problem and the lack of motivation
Skip class, time pass, smoke blunts and fuck education
Time pass, if you wise, you pass by your spaceship
Dreams of reality, what's the hold up?
You gotta roll up, Pour up for your niggas are six feet under with yo souls up
Screaming don't you forget my quarters
I'm more than posers with his pose up
The sweet thoughts of joy with the fold up
Rap shit should have been over
Seventeen only gettin' older
Why's: working on it working on it
You never write you never write
Do you write this song?
My love, my life, my lice, work yo life
Whether it is right or wrong
Most nights I broke my arms
Fighting off demons that are way too strong
Your girl seen blunts cut throats of folks that never could move on
Say jokes and hoax and hopes the flowture vulture crashing on
Epiphany's reality check
Can you please pass it on?
That shit in love with music burns in ashes once your love is gone
(Hook)
I am looking for a somebody new
I am looking for my demon slayer
I am looking for a somebody new
I am looking for my demon slayer
You heading straight to the stars
You running away from me too
You got yo mind made up
But you don't know what to do
Wowowowowowowowowow
You just don't know what to do
Wowowowowowowowowow
You just don't know what to
(Verse)
I'm a rap fiend gone crazy, just a black scene with a great dream
Just a little more oppressed with the chance that I might make it
Cause I'm fin' to go hand in hands with can't say so vacant
Tell us only moderation, but what about motivation?
So I get chance to move nation
Be with other generations
Cards with cards, box with box, I feel like the new R. Regan
Taking this rap game on vacation
Till he waiting on God to be ?
I am looking for someone oh
I am looking for my demon slayer
I am looking for someone oh
I am looking for my demon slayer
You heading straight for the stars
You running away from me too
You got yo mind made up
But you don't know what to do
Wowowowowowowowowow
You just don't know what to do
Wowowowowowowowowow
You just don't know what to
(Verse)
Dark cloaks and masked faces
Daydreaming in your everyday algebra class
While I'm plotting on your assassination
If that's not too much of a consolation
You also Mention the drug problem and the lack of motivation
Skip class, time pass, smoke blunts and fuck education
Time pass, if you wise, you pass by your spaceship
Dreams of reality, what's the hold up?
You gotta roll up, Pour up for your niggas are six feet under with yo souls up
Screaming don't you forget my quarters
I'm more than posers with his pose up
The sweet thoughts of joy with the fold up
Rap shit should have been over
Seventeen only gettin' older
Why's: working on it working on it
You never write you never write
Do you write this song?
My love, my life, my lice, work yo life
Whether it is right or wrong
Most nights I broke my arms
Fighting off demons that are way too strong
Your girl seen blunts cut throats of folks that never could move on
Say jokes and hoax and hopes the flowture vulture crashing on
Epiphany's reality check
Can you please pass it on?
That shit in love with music burns in ashes once your love is gone
(Hook)
I am looking for a somebody new
I am looking for my demon slayer
I am looking for a somebody new
I am looking for my demon slayer
You heading straight to the stars
You running away from me too
You got yo mind made up
But you don't know what to do
Wowowowowowowowowow
You just don't know what to do
Wowowowowowowowowow
You just don't know what to
(Verse)
I'm a rap fiend gone crazy, just a black scene with a great dream
Just a little more oppressed with the chance that I might make it
Cause I'm fin' to go hand in hands with can't say so vacant
Tell us only moderation, but what about motivation?
So I get chance to move nation
Be with other generations
Cards with cards, box with box, I feel like the new R. Regan
Taking this rap game on vacation
Till he waiting on God to be ?