Kimetsu No Yaiba Freestyle

Track 3 from "Red Fury" with Clint Breeze.

Production: Carrington Clinton, Devin Dabney & Ethan Williams
Lyrics: Devin Dabney & Ethan Williams
Vocals: Devin Dabney
Artwork: Katy John

"Tuesday" contains audio samples from the motion picture "Hitch" and the YouTube video "Trust and Relationships" by the "Dude, Seriously?" channel.

Lyrics:

Baby,
why you do these things that make me crazy?
Talking to these niggas, acting shady,
lately I feel like you trying to play me…you must really hate me? But maybe
you really are just friends, and you just talk, but then I saw
those texts you always send, saying you enjoy the time
together you two spend, how you can always depend on him, but
still you hold my hand - the beginning of the end,

(Chorus)
Then why did we have those problems?
And damn you for never trying to solve them,
So we fight, all day and night,
This just don’t seem right, can’t sleep at night, so why can’t we just
figure all this out, because I don’t know what it is that
you’re so mad about, starting all these arguments
and then we start to shout, and those tears start rolling down
it’s like your love is pouring out, but from dark clouds, beautiful rain is coming down…


I tried to tell you girl, but you don’t understand,
baby, I am just a man, and I know what the others have planned, girl you
telling me he’s just your homey; that nigga not your friend, he’s lonely,
always all upon you, and, he’s gonna force my hand, goddamn
he always come around when he thinks that you’re alone,
always calls you on the phone at damn near 2:00 in the morn, he wants you,
you’ll see, he’ll show it,
trust me, I know that
look in his eyes, girl you just a prize
to be won to him, but you the one to me,
I done gave you everything that you wanted from me,
made sure this was everything you want it to be,
you claim the jealousy’s unwarranted, the haunting not real,
then why it always feeling like you be running from me?
You don’t seem too involved much at all when I call,
sounding like you barely even wanted to speak,
like another nigga with you, and you out on the creep,
hang up, then get back to getting it on like a freak - damn

She always doing shit with the A-Team…
niggas wanna get licks like praline…
she still plays hits in her daydreams -
vision getting clearer with a spritz of the saline,
where I been at? Home where my friends be,
where you been at? Rollin’ with my enemies,
niggas on the prowl, but I gotta pretend to be
fine with the scheming and this woman naivety,
this shit keeps fucking with my mental, and
you always follwed by a dog from the kennel, man…(he’s not a dog!)
then why that nigga all in your dental, then?
stop lying, girl - you don’t want a gentleman…
cause you already got one,
but you treat me like I’m not one,
like you don’t already know how this love thing go,
I guess I’m trying to say I want out, love…


Tuesday

Track 6 from "Red Fury" with Clint Breeze.

Production: Devin Dabney & Carrington Clinton
Lyrics: Devin Dabney
Vocals: Devin Dabney
Artwork: Katy John

"Friday" contains samples from "Gone" by The Weeknd, a sample from "Feels So Real" by Patrice Rushen and elements of "Swimming Pools (Drank)" by Kendrick Lamar, "Fuck It All" by Childish Gambino & "Pay Attention" by Big K.R.I.T.

Lyrics:

Ex-girlfriends on my mind - they really fucked me up,
doing shots of whiskey till my friends tell me 'that's enough,’
then do a couple more before I stumble to the door cause 
I ain’t trying to be childish - I'm spitting the wildest
fantasies in tandem, G - I'm on autopilot 
on Hennessy and enemies; drunken, so I dial in to
empty the epitome of hell into my live stream
that mentally got mental ink spilling out my stylist, 
they handed me an answer, “we can't repair your life 
or make it right, but it ain't no reason for you to be in the club, wildin,”
rolling like a pair of dice, reaching for a smile, then
show a bitch to paradise, leave her on the island...
an evil entity has entered me, compiling
my energy to centerpiece, adding on the mileage
to my flesh and bone, eating flesh until my flesh is gone;
I'm mentally deranged, are you bitches catching on?

(Chorus)
[Pour it up, pour it out, turn it up, turn it out,
show up, then we show out, show up then we show out] (x2)
(The Weeknd sample for 4 bars)
 
Feeling an X-Man mutant with some x, man
turned up in the club, looking for the one that’s next, man
fuck my fucking ex, man - AND her fucking next man,
whoever she can manage envelop in her next scam,
I gave her the axe, man, like a firefighter on
a killing spree - supplier of the villainy and fire bombs
I’m writing, y’all - entire arms coated with that type of bond
to make the bitches flock to me - damn near gotta fight them off
excite them all, still, I am the meanest of genius
so when I say “fuck you, bitch,” I really mean it,
you think that I need you, that you gonna have me fiending,
until you see me with an even badder bitch, beaming,
I’m all about that EDM - so you know she dip low (Diplo)
a nympho, I’m Olmec, all in her hidden temple,
I wanted to make you mine, show you to my kinfolk,
but you’re so fucking complicated, I’ll just keep it simple:

(Chorus)

Drunk on blue and white like I got team spirit,
vodka on my breath, smelling like teen spirits
intoxicated feeling, I guess it would appear this
is near-death inebriation - I’ll be a realist,
I was born an idealist, but when I look in the mirror,
I’m feeling as if nothing behind’s the mask - Darth Nihilus,
hoping to rebuild this, I just want to fill this
hole in my heart…truth be told, I don’t know where to start...
I tend to let my anger get the best of me -
a recipe for leprosy of a spirit on ecstasy,
especially since it was destiny to be presently
arguing with her testily, ceasing sayings of pleasantries,
secondly, my jealousy can’t be seen as a felony...
cause my bae (Bay) stays wet like Chesapeake 
with a mind so heavenly, I’d never get her next to me;
in my mind’s eye, I wasn’t fitting the pedigree
dreadfully lacking equity - a peasant, see…
cause I was raised on the street and bun - both no sesame,
I may be fine medically, but feeling dead mentally,
lost in the revelry, I’m in need of some empathy,
I want her to be into me the way that I be into her,
want her to be feeling me whenever I be feeling her,
I thought this what I wanted - to be alone,
but I all I want now is for me and her to be at home.

[Pour it up, pour it out, turn it up, turn it out,
show up, then we show out, show up then we show out] (x2)


Friday

My climbing team is going to Divisionals. I wrote a song about them. It's sorta dope.

Devin, the Revenant

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