Release The Stress by Demeyez Lyrics
(Chorus)
Time to take a deep breathe
Release the stress, that my minds been holding for weeks
Tears rolling on to the mic instead of my cheeks
People asking me what’s wrong, but I rather not speak
The pain is too deep to hold in, so I release it on to my pen
And take another sip, haters eat a dick
Im too legit to quit these dudes is pussy
Take another sip, take another sip
(Verse 1)
Genius signs that will never show
I’ll destroy the beat with my flow
Eliminate the lames, swallow it whole
Then spit out fire flames, fuck the games
Watch me contemplate to blow a hole in your brain
Im impeccable, at another level
Your flow is generic, cliché, unoriginal
Your whole crew sounds the same
I’ll murk you off this planet, day of the dead like Ving Rhames
F***i’n F****’s, chewing on your verses
Your flow is dead, maggots
Your flow is lacking, sad, depressing, funeral, tragic
I’m impressive, creative, clever hard to catch it, magic
Your flow is predictable, similar, average
Got you all shook, Demeyez is back at it
By popular demand, talk shit get popped with the mic in my hand
Devilish plans, acrobatic lyrics, damn call it handstand
(Chorus)
Time to take a deep breathe
Release the stress, that my minds been holding for weeks
Tears rolling on to the mic instead of my cheeks
People asking me what’s wrong, but I rather not speak
The pain is too deep to hold in, so I release it on to my pen
And take another sip, haters eat a dick
Im too legit to quit these dudes is pussy
Take another sip, take another sip
(Verse 2)
Bitches think they know me
These bitches can blow me
These bitches acting phony
Eat em’ up, bologna
Im on top, they below me, die slowly
Fuck a bitch, fuck a trick, I’d rather ride with my homies
Hella fly, I’m in the sky
Staying buzzed all the time
Feeling tipsy, wishing the lord would come lift me
God give me the strength to breath
Blow up and succeed, fuck problems
I just let the liquor solve em’
Rather walk like a zombie then pull out the revolver
Take three shots of vodka, then pass the Patron
Girl acting up, I sent that bitch home
Turned off my phone
I rather be alone, alone in the studio poured up
My lyrics keep getting wicked
Red cup in my hand, Patron sip-pin
Trying to get rid of the stress
Getting shit off my chest
But I’m truly blessed
Time to take a deep breathe, release the stress
That my minds been holding for weeks
Tears rolling on to the mic instead of my cheeks
People asking me whats wrong, shit not me
(Chorus)
Time to take a deep breathe
Release the stress, that my minds been holding for weeks
Tears rolling on to the mic instead of my cheeks
People asking me what’s wrong, but I rather not speak
The pain is too deep to hold in so I release it on to my pen
And take another sip, haters eat a dick
Im too legit to quit these dudes is pussy
Take another sip, take another sip
Time to take a deep breathe
Release the stress, that my minds been holding for weeks
Tears rolling on to the mic instead of my cheeks
People asking me what’s wrong, but I rather not speak
The pain is too deep to hold in, so I release it on to my pen
And take another sip, haters eat a dick
Im too legit to quit these dudes is pussy
Take another sip, take another sip
(Verse 1)
Genius signs that will never show
I’ll destroy the beat with my flow
Eliminate the lames, swallow it whole
Then spit out fire flames, fuck the games
Watch me contemplate to blow a hole in your brain
Im impeccable, at another level
Your flow is generic, cliché, unoriginal
Your whole crew sounds the same
I’ll murk you off this planet, day of the dead like Ving Rhames
F***i’n F****’s, chewing on your verses
Your flow is dead, maggots
Your flow is lacking, sad, depressing, funeral, tragic
I’m impressive, creative, clever hard to catch it, magic
Your flow is predictable, similar, average
Got you all shook, Demeyez is back at it
By popular demand, talk shit get popped with the mic in my hand
Devilish plans, acrobatic lyrics, damn call it handstand
(Chorus)
Time to take a deep breathe
Release the stress, that my minds been holding for weeks
Tears rolling on to the mic instead of my cheeks
People asking me what’s wrong, but I rather not speak
The pain is too deep to hold in, so I release it on to my pen
And take another sip, haters eat a dick
Im too legit to quit these dudes is pussy
Take another sip, take another sip
(Verse 2)
Bitches think they know me
These bitches can blow me
These bitches acting phony
Eat em’ up, bologna
Im on top, they below me, die slowly
Fuck a bitch, fuck a trick, I’d rather ride with my homies
Hella fly, I’m in the sky
Staying buzzed all the time
Feeling tipsy, wishing the lord would come lift me
God give me the strength to breath
Blow up and succeed, fuck problems
I just let the liquor solve em’
Rather walk like a zombie then pull out the revolver
Take three shots of vodka, then pass the Patron
Girl acting up, I sent that bitch home
Turned off my phone
I rather be alone, alone in the studio poured up
My lyrics keep getting wicked
Red cup in my hand, Patron sip-pin
Trying to get rid of the stress
Getting shit off my chest
But I’m truly blessed
Time to take a deep breathe, release the stress
That my minds been holding for weeks
Tears rolling on to the mic instead of my cheeks
People asking me whats wrong, shit not me
(Chorus)
Time to take a deep breathe
Release the stress, that my minds been holding for weeks
Tears rolling on to the mic instead of my cheeks
People asking me what’s wrong, but I rather not speak
The pain is too deep to hold in so I release it on to my pen
And take another sip, haters eat a dick
Im too legit to quit these dudes is pussy
Take another sip, take another sip