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This Is Hell This Is Hell Demo

I'm writing this while on the high seas And I mean higher than the days we spent shooting the breeze This ship is rolling quite a bit But you know

hard to keep the faith. So forgive me if I've gone astray, but seeing is believing; And you're selling me a story that isn't very convincing. Heaven sent hell

Jackson made the hell And the clouds wonderin' where the hell Marvin Gabe went How do I say this I'm living for my sun But I can't figure out why I'm at my temple with this

The rhyme I pick up trick up and like hiccup (Hiccup!) This is a good place for a stickup So throw your hands in the air and say hell yeah I Can Beat

, hey look girl is that Jimi Hendrix? 'Scuse me while I kiss your guy Everyone tells me I'm the female Eminem Well, all I'm gonna talk about is getting

' off of one joint, stoppin' a Limo Hopped in the window, shoppin' a demo at gunpoint A lyricist without a clue, what year is this? Fuck a needle, here's a sword, bodypierce with this

Moe is up in this bitch and this niggas singin, comin through just like L those bells are ringin, Big Moe wreck one more so we can hit this flow, cause

about the two Well, let me tell you we're the Diaz Brothers bitch And we doin' this just for you, yo yo (What?) Said we doin' this just for you, uh uh

to my demo Please listen to my demo Please listen to my demo A nigga told me the record company's the pimp The artist is the hoe, the stage is the corner