Shit talks all I got
Plus, I act mad when I'm pissed off when I'm not
What the f*ck is purpose? Ain't no body heard this
I ask that when I'm shit talkin to God. I mean
For real, look at the gift that I have
Could it be that the meaning isn't to bitch when I'm mad
Should I be makin time for a pen and a pad
Should I spit? Should I rap? Am I sick? Am I bad? NO
Can't work in the field today
Got two mouths to feed, and bills to pay
You're allowin me to feel this way
Like, I'm bout to freakin kill this stage. You
Gave me emotion. And you even gave me talent for me to express it
Then, let my habit breed to a weapon. Now, I wreck havoc in just one second
But when I'm rappin, I'm forsaken. Am I happy or mistaken? Why gimme talent so I could
Hate it? Or does my rappin come from satan
This is crazy, f*ck my life
You were my safety, not my fight
Now I'm strafing outta sight
Away from my baby and my wife
The devils got a hold of me. There ain't no soul in me
Is this how it's supposed to be
No body's here alone with me, but hopefully
This air isn't too cold to breath
NAH
So I guess that it's time to kill with a dime flow
Take out them mother f*ckers that's still in denial
My music will give you chills like the nights cold
So if you sleep on me, than this night'll be your final
I feel like I'm stuck in cage
But I have to admit I'm in love with the rage
There has gotta be somethin f*cked up in my brain
But I'm lovin the pain am I f*ckin insane
What the f*ck is... my daughter... gonna think of... her dad
When I'm killin' shit up on the stage
Will she... under... stand...or gonna be... mad
Or will she be f*ckin' amazed
Bein a father and a husband just don't make me rich enough
It don't make music that make all the bitches jump
No I ain't big enough yet to get in the front, but
You gon listen up, when I get finished up
Imma make them mother f*ckers think I'm a god
Rap, bein a chapel - won't find a flaw
Grindin all f*ckin night to dawn
I'll find em all when I write a song
That's what the f*ck I was talkin about
When I said I got a hole in my heart
Rappin is fun, but you say I'm hellbound
Just because I put my soul in my art
I wanna be good, but it's so f*ckin' hard
Cuz appealing to people bestowed on my art
Now I feel like I'm a soldier embarking
On a cold and dark road to be charred
The devils got a hold of me. There ain't no soul in me
Is this how it's supposed to be
No body's here alone with me, but hopefully
This air isn't too cold to breath
NAH
So I guess that it's time to kill with a dime flow
Take out them mother f*ckers that's still in denial
My music will give you chills like the nights cold
So if you sleep on me, than this night'll be your final
The guilt that I covet
The people tellin me not to rap, but then love it
The feelin of normal when you can't rise above it
This is what happens when you never say f*ck it
So this is me visiting consciousness
All of the shit that belittles D-Bonz, it is
Finally out and no longer anonymous
Out in the open to rid me of all of this
So if God ain't givin me what I want, then I'm takin' it
If that means givin it a B-line to Satan then
Shit, I'll be makin it
See, my mind is made up, ain't no changin it
I tried to move on. But I just hated the thought of my talent being forgotten
And nobody knowin Bahnsen, then I heard the Devil callin me quitter, that's a problem
Now I'm facin my kid and my wife fallin to the bottom
NO
Holy shit, I think I goin to do it the second time around. But I gotta do it or die. die
I ain't a quiter now, there's never sooner a time (time) to make the bass pound, and vacate the blind
I'm never takin these lyrics or beat back
I'm doin just what I love and I'm beast at
Now, I got just what it takes to make shit happen, so ladies
And gentlemen, I give to you Detach
The devils got a hold of me. There ain't no soul in me
Is this how it's supposed to be
No body's here alone with me, but hopefully
This air isn't too cold to breath
NAH
So I guess that it's time to kill with a dime flow
Take out them mother f*ckers that's still in denial
My music will give you chills like the nights cold
So if you sleep on me, than this night'll be your final
D-Bonz - Detach Lyrics
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Shit talks all I got
Plus, I act mad when I'm pissed off when I'm not
What the f*ck is purpose? Ain't no body heard this
I ask that when I'm shit talkin to God. I mean
For real, look at the gift that I have
Could it be that the meaning isn't to bitch when I'm mad
Should I be makin time for a pen and a pad
Should I spit? Should I rap? Am I sick? Am I bad? NO
Can't work in the field today
Got two mouths to feed, and bills to pay
You're allowin me to feel this way
Like, I'm bout to freakin kill this stage. You
Gave me emotion. And you even gave me talent for me to express it
Then, let my habit breed to a weapon. Now, I wreck havoc in just one second
But when I'm rappin, I'm forsaken. Am I happy or mistaken? Why gimme talent so I could
Hate it? Or does my rappin come from satan
This is crazy, f*ck my life
You were my safety, not my fight
Now I'm strafing outta sight
Away from my baby and my wife
The devils got a hold of me. There ain't no soul in me
Is this how it's supposed to be
No body's here alone with me, but hopefully
This air isn't too cold to breath
NAH
So I guess that it's time to kill with a dime flow
Take out them mother f*ckers that's still in denial
My music will give you chills like the nights cold
So if you sleep on me, than this night'll be your final
I feel like I'm stuck in cage
But I have to admit I'm in love with the rage
There has gotta be somethin f*cked up in my brain
But I'm lovin the pain am I f*ckin insane
What the f*ck is... my daughter... gonna think of... her dad
When I'm killin' shit up on the stage
Will she... under... stand...or gonna be... mad
Or will she be f*ckin' amazed
Bein a father and a husband just don't make me rich enough
It don't make music that make all the bitches jump
No I ain't big enough yet to get in the front, but
You gon listen up, when I get finished up
Imma make them mother f*ckers think I'm a god
Rap, bein a chapel - won't find a flaw
Grindin all f*ckin night to dawn
I'll find em all when I write a song
That's what the f*ck I was talkin about
When I said I got a hole in my heart
Rappin is fun, but you say I'm hellbound
Just because I put my soul in my art
I wanna be good, but it's so f*ckin' hard
Cuz appealing to people bestowed on my art
Now I feel like I'm a soldier embarking
On a cold and dark road to be charred
The devils got a hold of me. There ain't no soul in me
Is this how it's supposed to be
No body's here alone with me, but hopefully
This air isn't too cold to breath
NAH
So I guess that it's time to kill with a dime flow
Take out them mother f*ckers that's still in denial
My music will give you chills like the nights cold
So if you sleep on me, than this night'll be your final
The guilt that I covet
The people tellin me not to rap, but then love it
The feelin of normal when you can't rise above it
This is what happens when you never say f*ck it
So this is me visiting consciousness
All of the shit that belittles D-Bonz, it is
Finally out and no longer anonymous
Out in the open to rid me of all of this
So if God ain't givin me what I want, then I'm takin' it
If that means givin it a B-line to Satan then
Shit, I'll be makin it
See, my mind is made up, ain't no changin it
I tried to move on. But I just hated the thought of my talent being forgotten
And nobody knowin Bahnsen, then I heard the Devil callin me quitter, that's a problem
Now I'm facin my kid and my wife fallin to the bottom
NO
Holy shit, I think I goin to do it the second time around. But I gotta do it or die. die
I ain't a quiter now, there's never sooner a time (time) to make the bass pound, and vacate the blind
I'm never takin these lyrics or beat back
I'm doin just what I love and I'm beast at
Now, I got just what it takes to make shit happen, so ladies
And gentlemen, I give to you Detach
The devils got a hold of me. There ain't no soul in me
Is this how it's supposed to be
No body's here alone with me, but hopefully
This air isn't too cold to breath
NAH
So I guess that it's time to kill with a dime flow
Take out them mother f*ckers that's still in denial
My music will give you chills like the nights cold
So if you sleep on me, than this night'll be your final
Plus, I act mad when I'm pissed off when I'm not
What the f*ck is purpose? Ain't no body heard this
I ask that when I'm shit talkin to God. I mean
For real, look at the gift that I have
Could it be that the meaning isn't to bitch when I'm mad
Should I be makin time for a pen and a pad
Should I spit? Should I rap? Am I sick? Am I bad? NO
Can't work in the field today
Got two mouths to feed, and bills to pay
You're allowin me to feel this way
Like, I'm bout to freakin kill this stage. You
Gave me emotion. And you even gave me talent for me to express it
Then, let my habit breed to a weapon. Now, I wreck havoc in just one second
But when I'm rappin, I'm forsaken. Am I happy or mistaken? Why gimme talent so I could
Hate it? Or does my rappin come from satan
This is crazy, f*ck my life
You were my safety, not my fight
Now I'm strafing outta sight
Away from my baby and my wife
The devils got a hold of me. There ain't no soul in me
Is this how it's supposed to be
No body's here alone with me, but hopefully
This air isn't too cold to breath
NAH
So I guess that it's time to kill with a dime flow
Take out them mother f*ckers that's still in denial
My music will give you chills like the nights cold
So if you sleep on me, than this night'll be your final
I feel like I'm stuck in cage
But I have to admit I'm in love with the rage
There has gotta be somethin f*cked up in my brain
But I'm lovin the pain am I f*ckin insane
What the f*ck is... my daughter... gonna think of... her dad
When I'm killin' shit up on the stage
Will she... under... stand...or gonna be... mad
Or will she be f*ckin' amazed
Bein a father and a husband just don't make me rich enough
It don't make music that make all the bitches jump
No I ain't big enough yet to get in the front, but
You gon listen up, when I get finished up
Imma make them mother f*ckers think I'm a god
Rap, bein a chapel - won't find a flaw
Grindin all f*ckin night to dawn
I'll find em all when I write a song
That's what the f*ck I was talkin about
When I said I got a hole in my heart
Rappin is fun, but you say I'm hellbound
Just because I put my soul in my art
I wanna be good, but it's so f*ckin' hard
Cuz appealing to people bestowed on my art
Now I feel like I'm a soldier embarking
On a cold and dark road to be charred
The devils got a hold of me. There ain't no soul in me
Is this how it's supposed to be
No body's here alone with me, but hopefully
This air isn't too cold to breath
NAH
So I guess that it's time to kill with a dime flow
Take out them mother f*ckers that's still in denial
My music will give you chills like the nights cold
So if you sleep on me, than this night'll be your final
The guilt that I covet
The people tellin me not to rap, but then love it
The feelin of normal when you can't rise above it
This is what happens when you never say f*ck it
So this is me visiting consciousness
All of the shit that belittles D-Bonz, it is
Finally out and no longer anonymous
Out in the open to rid me of all of this
So if God ain't givin me what I want, then I'm takin' it
If that means givin it a B-line to Satan then
Shit, I'll be makin it
See, my mind is made up, ain't no changin it
I tried to move on. But I just hated the thought of my talent being forgotten
And nobody knowin Bahnsen, then I heard the Devil callin me quitter, that's a problem
Now I'm facin my kid and my wife fallin to the bottom
NO
Holy shit, I think I goin to do it the second time around. But I gotta do it or die. die
I ain't a quiter now, there's never sooner a time (time) to make the bass pound, and vacate the blind
I'm never takin these lyrics or beat back
I'm doin just what I love and I'm beast at
Now, I got just what it takes to make shit happen, so ladies
And gentlemen, I give to you Detach
The devils got a hold of me. There ain't no soul in me
Is this how it's supposed to be
No body's here alone with me, but hopefully
This air isn't too cold to breath
NAH
So I guess that it's time to kill with a dime flow
Take out them mother f*ckers that's still in denial
My music will give you chills like the nights cold
So if you sleep on me, than this night'll be your final
Writer: David Bahnsen
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid