Byron Henderson - DEVIL’S BLOOD. (INTRO) lyrics

I’m bout to teach you what stress is
Stress is becoming best friends
With the bathroom cause
You were taught you were less than
Was loyal to my optics till I saw
They’re only loyal to their pockets
And now it’s F your acceptance
I’ve gotta try to think of
A better way to escape
I’ve got a terrible habit of telling myself
"Too late" i promise, within the darkness
A little glimmer of hope
I’ve gotta become the Borax solution
To break the mold
The question is detrimental
It’s paralyzing my soul
This vessel I’m in is a rental, I’m tethered
Whatever do you want from me
Or maybe you’re just warning me to never lay
My head where I defecate for the better
But if y’all got the keys, tri-beam
I’m control, alt, deleting y’all fiends
And your hype beast fever, Listen
What if your favorite rapper
Worked for the Baphomet
You live for cancel culture
But somehow you’re still Catholic
Y’all ain’t christening right
And sure enough
Your darkest sins will surface into the light
That’s common sense, follow the message
Never the messenger
Closed mouths don’t get fed
But open mouths are
Overheard til there’s a game of "He said
She said" now he’s dead, yeah
Street cred and few streams will
Get you maybe 15
That’s bullets and the amount
Of minutes he bled was killing beats in ‘01
Been owing y’all a throat slit
But now it’s me I owe one
A realer rapper, you don’t know one

A lot of things have changed since I came
I feel the only thing that stayed the
Same are the demons in my head
I don’t know who’s to blame
They won’t stop until I’m dead
You don’t see what I’m seeing
Y’all are just here to nod to
The beat of my heartache
Who’s down to meet their maker
Whoa, I’m losing my thoughts, Wait
Is anybody out there? Can anybody hear me?
Loved ones only

Who do I run to?
Cause y’all run to God when you seek advice
It’s a vice, I know
But my friends come to Byron
To sleep at night a lot of souls for sale
But if you’ve got a dream
You better follow it
When you buy that dream house is the
Only time you should remodel ish
I feel defeated
Look around for Kels to help out
Dodging jail cells
Yet I’m working on a bail out
See a lot of bad that’s
Been disguised to seem good
I’m down to set that flag
Ablaze like y’all did Greenwood
I’m just worried bout my baby girl
Cause nothing’s promised, and
Tomorrow’s only maybe, Girl
Aaliyah, Kelsey, and Byron
These names go together like D&D
Two sides of the same dang coin, like BME
Not a thing I say is remorseful
But Kels has got my back and for that
I’ll give her my torso matter of fact
Everything is what I’d give for them
Two people worth dying for, and to this day
I live for them
Dawg, I’ll tell you straight up

A lot of things have changed since I came
I feel the only thing that stayed the
Same are the demons in my head
I don’t care who’s to blame
They won’t stop until I’m dead
So until I’m dead, I’m stuck between
A rock and New Orleans, A hard place
Who’s trying to see my greatness, I
Don’t know where to start, Wait
Cause coming where I’m from
Y’all can keep y’all guns
My only real fear growing up
Was to die young, But here I go

For the second time in as many weeks
A Grand Jury has found the evidence is
Just not there to charge a
White police officer in connection with the
Death of a Black civilian
Over the past couple of weeks
Several Black and Hispanic girls
Have gone missing in
The Nation's capital this news has garnered
Little attention some say the
News coverage would
Be different if the girls were White

Mommas crying, daughters missing
Sons dying on the curb, protect and serve
They thought he was gripping
Fit the description sirens flashing
The judge’s gavel comes down, paid leave
They don’t think he’s guilty
That’s more heart break, more riots, more
Damage to where y’all stay, More violence
More hands up, don’t shoot me, more firing
Repeat the cycle til your tears dry
No more crying just more anger, more hatred
But more silence
More recordings on the news
So there’s more lying
More confusion, more division, no more trying
No more lyrics keeping hope alive
No more vibrance
Just more bribing who you vote for
So more nooses
More history washed away, more drug usage
Desensitize you to your trauma, like
Why are you living?
Hop out the car, he’s yelling freeze
As your life is ending to be continued