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Demun Jones

Sound On The Water

 

Sound On The Water

(album: The Oven - 2018)


I ain't here to sound on the water
I see the bird in the sky
I feel the sun getting hotter
But I just want to know that I'm still alive

Country slaying hip hop now you're messing with men
If I was around five years ago, I'd probably be in the pen
'Cause every motherfucker want to step out a miniature house
With some 'roid raging boys and a gun in your mouth
And now I shot you little bitches to go 'round for an hour
Yeah my pawpaw passed away and then the family lost the house
It was a struggle for the bills, I was hungry to survive
If it came down to it, I was jacking your ride
And I'd still do the the dirty work if it means staying alive
'Cause for bad or for worse I'm the one who provides
I don't talk, I don't tell, I don't snitch, I just ride
These boys yelling outlaw thinking they ride deep
Until I grab that big machete and go creep through the creek
I wish a motherfucker would beef with me for a week
Yeah come get Jeffrey Dahmered punk and disappear in the era-era trees

I ain't here to sound on the water
I see the bird in the sky
I feel the sun getting hotter
But I just want to know that I'm still alive

Uh, many a night, I rode just to write
Spent years digging in making sure I didn't sound alike
Now I'm on my delivery getting dollar bills
Focusing my energy and trying not to swallow pills
Yeah, I'm planted in prayer
Spent time in silence and realizing something's there
So pretty please bring a diss track
I 'lieve an orthodox rap is what you'll get back
And I'm not even bragging but I'm plugged in son
My higher power is a dragon
Drake is feminine, Birdman is a faggot
A sword fight can't create life, God won't have it
And I ain't no homophobe, Uncle Tommy died of AIDS
He was my fav, queers are fourteen of spades
So if you're feeling triggered maybe you should take some days off
Read a couple Hustlers and see if that shit pays off
Idolizing bitch boys 'cause daddy was gone
Now it's men french kissing calling hubby on the microphone (Preach)
Biggie would not be proud (would not be proud)
Ooh

I ain't here to sound on the water
I see the bird in the sky
I feel the sun getting hotter
But I just want to know that I'm still alive

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