Lyrical Breakdown of Demons - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Demons" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Tech N9ne weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Demons" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
• Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Tech N9ne employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
• Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to Tech N9ne's narrative.

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I'm an angel slash demon, man You know what I'm sayin'? What makes me a demon is lust, I'm girl crazy And that's why I couldn't keep my wife You know what I'm sayin'? And that's the lust demons living within me And uh, but my heart love big You know what I'm sayin'? So I know a lot of demons come to my show as well as angels You know what I'm sayin'? A lot of demons When I was one, and a two, and a three, and a four I knew I was a special one who had a little more And they wondered why I was plumb rotten to the core It was nothin' but an itty-bitty demon There's a demon inside of me, can I kill it? (Hell, no) Can I kill it? (Hell, no) Can I kill it? (Hell, no) There's a demon inside of me, can I kill it? (Hell, no) Can I kill it? (Hell, no) Can I kill it? (Hell, no) Yeah, it make me wanna drink a lot, go up in the pink what not This the reason I ain't at ease and currently on the brink of pot This the reason I sit at the window with the milli Wishing a nigga gon' come break in It is the reason I be freaking a woman deeper lovin' Making her silly because I done they friend It is the reason I bang It is definitely the reason I slang Distributed the 'caine The reason I'm super soaking in the pain And starting to love it It's wanting to give me way more of it They want me to lug it through the mud And that's the reason with happy people I'm disgusted I'm talking about those things that make you do bad things Living the evil up in the fast lane Making me wanna have a wicked persona Beating the hell up outta people making me mad, man Gave me the gun when I ran up in dealings in ninth grade With a slight rage, I was ice age Another reason Tecca Nina won't have any light days Voted me the King of Darkness Voted me to be really heartless All up in my spirit they march, they making me start sparking at the targets Woke up today I was steaming, 'cause when I found out I was not dreaming Because the host that affronts me the most was a goddamm demon When I was one, and a two, and a three, and a four I knew I was a special one who had a little more And they wondered why I was plumb rotten to the core It was nothin' but an itty-bitty demon There's a demon inside of me, can I kill it? (Hell, no) Can I kill it? (Hell, no) Can I kill it? (Hell, no) There's a demon inside of me, can I kill it? (Hell, no) Can I kill it? (Hell, no) Can I kill it? (Hell, no) There's a demon inside of me, and I'm thinking it's that dope It got me doing shit a nigga never even had done before It got me kicking in the door of folks I don't even know Straight wilding, 9-11 time a fucking thousand Buck like Berkeley housing, my Glock is so arousing Make you stand atten-hut, the way that bitch be shouting Something like a scary movie, nigga, but I'm scarier Bury ya, Memphis, Ten', Black Haven area Buck nigga, get bucked bitch, get with me And I'ma show ya how this triple six will get silly Psycho, like no other individual Glock with the red beam to keep you in my visual Three 6 and Tech Ninna, wet ya like a Aquafina Desert Eagle, .50 cal', tell me have ya seen her? Pussy juice, still on shit from this hoe I just raped In her fucking husband face, shot him in his fucking face When I was one, and a two, and a three, and a four I knew I was a special one who had a little more And they wondered why I was plumb rotten to the core It was nothin' but an itty-bitty demon There's a demon inside of me, can I kill it? (Hell, no) Can I kill it? (Hell, no) Can I kill it? (Hell, no) There's a demon inside of me, can I kill it? (Hell, no) Can I kill it? (Hell, no) Can I kill it? (Hell, no) That fish gut powder will make you hype Go into a bar, get into bar fights Have you walking around all night Looking like a fool like something ain't right That ecstasy pill will make you feel it Look at a bitch, girl, you gon' get it You wanna act kinda funny with me? You can suck my dick 'til I nut on titties Loritab pills, any kinda pills Vicodin, Xanax, Ambien, yeah All geeked up, wash it down with a beer Did it to myself, nigga, it's your year Nigga, I party like a goddamn fool Backyard barbecue, hoes in the pool Jacked like a motherfucker, strapped like a motherfucker This my life, nigga, so fuck you These funk niggas can't trust niggas You'll get lit up, nigga, get stuck, nigga These choppers buck, nigga, nigga, buck, nigga All in your guts, nigga, nigga, guts, nigga A liquor store gotta get the dough, nigga Walked in with the four, get 'em on the floor, nigga I'm so damn cold, I ain't tryna fold, nigga I kick in doors if you gotta go, nigga Yeah, we murder, put the clip in, check the list and put the hit in Kill her, kill him, buck your children Kidnap her, ask for some millions Juicy J, yeah, I'm the realest In the game, I'm gonna get it Coke and weed and plenty women Yeah, I'm out here making that killing When I was one, and a two, and a three, and a four I knew I was a special one who had a little more And they wondered why I was plumb rotten to the core It was nothin' but an itty-bitty demon There's a demon inside of me, can I kill it? (Hell, no) Can I kill it? (Hell, no) Can I kill it? (Hell, no) There's a demon inside of me, can I kill it? (Hell, no) Can I kill it? (Hell, no) Can I kill it? (Hell, no) Nowhere to ru-u-un Nowhere to hi-i-ide Demon insi-i-i-i-ide Nowhere to ru-u-un Nowhere to hi-i-ide Demon insi-i-i-i-ide To all the people at therealtechn9ne.com And sickness.net It's no longer a joke Demons is real (Banger)