Bizzy Bone - They Can't Handle My Demons lyrics

These niggas is hoes
With the pistol in they purses
I put my pistol under my
Clothes like im supposed too
These niggas is hoes
Put the pistol in they purses
I put my pistol under my
Clothes like im supposed too
These niggas are hoes
With the pistol in they purses
I put my pistol under my
Clothes like im supposed too

Hope he told me to approach you
Little nephew still locked in
The clink gotta watch
Cause niggas will try to extort you get
Your shit together cause god wants you to
Think my niggas are purified like the
Good water I drink water I drink that’s cause
We are sterilize jesus make me SING
Word to the ALIENS nigga
This business existence
With no persistence we proposition the dogma
God peoples don’t feel this? Many wars in
My district they spiritual and realistic not
To be braggadocios im boasting
But im macadcious
Coasting with the swag our modes
Can be focused on "dad" I don’t want
To be close to them bag
Em nope gonna be loke too I
Tag em how im suppose to

(give it up, give it up, give it up)
Give it give it give up
Them stalkers won't go
They Don’t want that shotgun go blow
They couldn’t handle my demons
They couldn’t handle my
Give it give it give up
Them stalkers won't go
They Don’t want that shotgun go blow
They couldn’t handle my demons
They couldn’t handle my

What when we profit the poet the popping just
To get to flowing you know that
Im locked in, you want to be on
It but you would be dead
You will be gone I will be here for
The moment Im golden im gone keep it
Frozen it's army the revolvers loaded my show
Is super cerebral im changing people I
Know it! The bones don’t make me shake the
Bed probe like this is Moses impediments
On my scope in this modern day plague
Of covid they steadily on some
Hoe shit bitches still want
The attention this is
Rap I don’t have to mention I’ve
Televised all extensions you thirsty
Smoking ersky don’t
Put your 300 on zerksky 21 shots
For dirty my 9mm is working Im on real
Nigga time posted like james worthy the
Early bird gets the worm nobody out raps
Me ask real nigga shine im
(give it up, give it up, give it up)

Give it give it give up
Them stalkers won't go
They Don’t want my shotgun go blow
They couldn’t handle my demons
They couldn’t handle my
Give up them stalkers won't go
They Don’t want that shotgun go blow
They couldn’t handle my demons
They couldn’t handle (my demons)

In the mind of mad man where the batman
Kill a sad man keep shit gangsta
Get a dime on the humble for
The wankers money money with
The bankers thank ya nigga wanted
Be loved im not
Bitch made nigga wanted em hugged
Im not this way I
Give a fuck what the bitch say I got
Money rich then a bitch bae I got gun on me
And suddenly it's funny that im
Quick to put a
Cap in your ass im not frontin hit em in
The tummy and a nigga spit coins and I
Got the bitcoins im still thuggish
Ruggish suddenly the money be
The reason they around people are
Ugly get out of
The gulley get out the gulley
Ya’ll feeling it now get
Your family right that shit's
Lovely lovely thirsty smoking
Ersky don’t put your 300 on
Zerksky 21 shots for dirty
My 9mm is working Im on real nigga time
Posted like james worthy the early
Bird gets the worm
Nobody out raps me ask real nigga shine im
(give it up, give it up, give it up)

Give it give it give up
Them stalkers won't go
They Don’t want my shotgun go blow
They couldn’t handle my demons
They couldn’t handle my
Give up them stalkers won't go
They Don’t want that shotgun go blow
They couldn’t handle my demons
They couldn’t handle (my demons)