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a sonnet
Came a long way from
Making music in my closet
I was out here working and I finally saw the profit
Doubters try to sink me but right now they

about all the promises you made
What about all the times that you said
You won't hurt now that you left me with pain
Demons in my closet I've got demons

of skeletons piling in my closet
You thought I was nuts before, sit back, and watch this
I might be toxic
I think I've lost it
Took all of the faith I had left,

the people they say Oh
Closet Billy

You know you done a buncha twisted things that night
And your head is ringing like a bell
You drank too much and you

many clothes, I got another closet
Told that lil nigga to drop it
I left that bitch but I still got some options
Press up on me then this .30 is poppin'

the best nothing less,
Tried to kill the monster in your closet but you’re looking at him fucking up the building like a pest

If I make it back to Hollywood

(Ay, ay)
(Yeah it's JMack on the track, aye)
(JMack on the track, aye)
I'm a mack and I'm steezy
Nothing on me wack and in my closet nothing sleazy

ghost

De-de-devil called, I forgot what we discussed
Demons infestin' me, doubled my pulse
Using two knives, I got double results
Looked in my closet

boyfriend comin home you know ima hide
I’m in the closet when I hear you tell him all them lies
On the side on the side
Keep me on the side
On the side

I got monsters in my closet
I got monsters in the back
Throwing monsters out the window
Stars and mons is what I stack
I got monsters in my closet
I

Know the odds is stacked against me so i gotta stack the deck
Stack my closet up with guns and stack my bank account with checks
Know the odds is

the closet
Waking up the demons in my head
Haunted, I’m haunted, I’m haunted
By the ghosts back from the dead
Skeletons in the closet
Coming back to life

dreams are for nihilists
Closet, Closet, Socialists

Blasphemy of feminity makes you the enemy
Of all women I'm not sinning I just feel like men aren't

pull out they phone

Dug up the closet, found nothing but bones
Yard full of sticks and they filled em with stones
Dug up the closet, found nothing but

you tell me why
I'm so over it, I'm so over you tonight
Maybe we should just be honest
About the skeletons in our closet
Maybe we should just be honest

Came from the dust and i burst
I've been cursed from birth
I hear voices in my head
Speaking in language i never heard

Demons in my closet i'm never

I know niggas in the hood that pick your pockets for survival
Stash that money in the closet and pretend to be the humble
Watch 'em wrestle in

Nena no lo se 
Nena no lo se
Yeah
Kiddy Kerve
Uh
Yeah

Nena no lo se
Salgo paral pary destapo los Moet
De tanto panico me encerre en el closet
Ando

closet
Se esconde en la sala
Se esconde en la cocina
Debajo de tu cama
Se esconde en el closet
Se esconde en la sala
Se esconde en la cocina
Y te va

filling my closets
But still got double the amount in my wallet
I roll wit bosses
Our cars are robotic
We travel at speeds you would call supersonic
We lit

this money don't change niggas
The fact that you claimed you my brother then switched nigga
I swear you a bitch nigga
My closet bipolar it keep throwing

applause has you hit your cue, yeah you do

Yeah I know the secrets
Hidden in your closet, closet
And the world don't need to know
The way we know it, know

closet, yes, I'm running to my closet
Cuz I want to seek your face (yes, I want to see your face)
Yes I have to seek your face (yes I want to see your face)

anyway
We went to class just to pass the time
Back in '89
We had a keg in the closet
Pizza on the floor
Left over from the night before
Where we were going