Marius Gold - Demons For Dinner lyrics

[Hook] I got voices in my head that want to argue with me Appear calm and collected while coming apart at the seams And I smile for no reason cause that's how I want it to be So why the f** you keep asking what's wrong with me? I got demons for dinner coming over, quarter to three They're f**ing early, I ain't certain the apartment is clean But whatever, I brewed some coffee, you can all have a seat Just as long as you never question what is wrong with me! [Verse 1] It's very clear that I got issues, that's my pa**ionate edge In masculine threads the Daedric Prince of the realm of madness is back To rap till he's fed, feastin' on a demon Eating Mannish Water, cooked, with a Baphomet head The hors d'oeuvres are century eggs, the side dish is kimchi My food for thought didn't meet the palate of many Dessert for thought then, is hurled across the table, but it doesn't offend me As easy as I made it for you to resent me And I read that you called me evil, yeah, I've seen, heard and rapped it Lower your head, you will see my knee jerk reaction Seriously though, mind your motherf**ing manners May my outstretched arm mangle your face like Scanners, punk Gokkun your pride like it's a can of cum, or be a Mexican and stand if you want, with your nose doing the gerund of "run" The fairest of ones I could grant you is a talking mirror Foreshading my future as your pallbearer, think about it... [Hook] [Verse 2] In a padded cell with incubuses plagued by rape fantasies Demented is an understatement, what if they were fans of me? Explain your concept of sanity, I can divide By zero and come up with answers more coherent than your tries Your rap lives are lies, you're magpies and I've The market for stuffed animals monopolized A word from the wise on how to win a woman's heart Show her a man with money then show her you got more What the f** that got to do with things? Nothing It just goes to show you if I told you that I care I was bluffing Straight Tom Dwan'ing the game, the person on the mic Is a troll, those cue cards you hold, you better fold! [Hook]