Demitrean - People Are Talking lyrics

[Verse 1: C-Belief] Step up in the cla** room with a bag of raps Crashed in from a dashed tomb then I got a black flash back What did that do; it fueled me up like a V-12 Oh well, I guess I gotta get back to the content God sent, every time I hymn like a mosh pit Eyes twisted; did you miss it when I did that diss? Back then at the ending of my freshman year I guess I finished all of the madness sent by a man b**h T-r-a-g-i-d-i-e-s happen Float in a casket, I guess that's the end of a boy named Casper Then that darkness spread from the harshness said If I didn't do that rap would be dead and the consequence will be dread in fact Make it numb my sense for I pay them back If the words too whack, don't understand I can lay this strand and keep them sick If they hate me f**, I'mma rap ya bish And no reason to truly hate If your fate stomps grapes, it'll truly save some time for wine Take a drink in case I'll blast my rhymes every time I wake So you think I'll quit, that's y'all mistake I'll thrill the rich in a monstrous way So call your sponsors make a statement, say that you're all better than Claven The end is coming keep on waiting [Hook: Lorde] Wreck waiting to happen One day the blood won't flow so gladly One day we'll all get still, get still But people are talking, people are talking But people are talking, people are talking x2 [Verse 2: Bless] Never was I a product of my environment My dire strength is gone I'm still around but life is tiring I'm thinking that now is the time for me to go find somebody inspiring Excuse me what a mistake to trust, we must not care for trying Nah, two friends is all I'm dying with Double your pain with a little bit of mine and a little bit of cyanide and… I'm back and I'm unpacking the flack I'm sick, half of you all don't exist to the point y'all can insist on what's missing From afar, I know I may seem distant But of all things said, I'm deemed consistent What do you expect when ever I let off a track? All these other clowns are in need of persistence Bleed at the entrance When I heard someone say they were better than me, I'd diss them But I was thirteen at the time, so instead of using bars now I'll let the ego k** them We know, willingly people talk and it's awkward for me, because we don't feel them Whatever they have to spit to stay relevant or to get to the level to see existence Leave no feelings to be hurt, go berserk on critics In the midst of the flames I lurk, I'm living No remorse for you all, I'm merciless with it I'm cursed with a curse to be murderous; it was your worst decision Never mind your opinion, when I rhyme I remind you of who Byron isn't I'm at a time in my life where honestly, I don't get it Y'all aren't driven to be rappers, it's actually quite hilarious As I have risen from a ton of ashes while I am spilling my heart That's for the backpackers, get it? Words help or hurt you, girls happen to think I'm a square But they're going in circles, more or less I was reincarnated so before hatred starts up again Just know I'm a… [Hook: Lorde] [Outro: Bless + Lorde] Every syllable spit is nothing that you believe But leverage to the grip is tightening Severing heads, reverend bled, internally Eleven years left me for dead, earnestly Didn't know I caught up, where were you brought up? A martyr, no, fuel to the fire is all you are And I'm quiet, so how do I keep on turning sons into daughters? I'm manifesting a lesson depending on what you thought up But what were you expecting, cause every record, I'm wrecking Especially when I'm tested by all of the people talking So s** one, while they're puking I'm fixated on walking… The people are talking, people are talking x4 Let them talk