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Laylow X Supertrap Type Beat - STOMP - 120 Bpm Dm

"SAFE"
PRETTYBOYDEMON

---LYRICS---

***Police Sirens***

"Cops are outside right now?
Pssshhhtttttt, this B*tch.
Man, hold this f*cking knife."

Ain't no matter where you go,
no matter what you do,
ain't no matter what you say.

Doesn't matter where you run,
doesn't matter where you hide,
B*tch you are not SAFE.

Because he's a serial killer,
thriller, spill her, all over the rug,
clean her up before dinner.

Doesn't matter what f*cking gun you get,
doesn't matter what bl*de,
you're not SAFE.

Should have thought it better,
should have thought it through,
before all the games you played.
You should have remembered,
who the f*ck I am,
before all the lies your mouth sprayed.

Time to open up,
this cheating little s*ut.
Going to be quite the mess to clean up.
I hope you scream,
I hope you cry,
C*nt, die, die, die,
introduce you to my knife.

Ain't no matter where you go,
no matter what you do,
ain't no matter what you say.

Doesn't matter where you run,
doesn't matter where you hide,
B*tch you are not SAFE.

Because he's a serial killer,
thriller, spill her, slicing off her labia,
and eat it for dinner.
Doesn't matter what f*cking gun you get,
or what f*cking blade,
B*tch, you ain't SAFE.

Should have thought it better,
should have thought it through more,
before, I had to f*cking get involved.
Now this B*tch called the cops again,
CSI at the door,
but the detectives just can't get it solved.

        Hahaha.

Time to hack up,
and stab this cheating little sl*t.
Tie her up, or boil her alive.
Bury her underground or under floorboards,
or turn her to soup with acid,
I can't decide.

        Hahaha.

Ain't no matter where you go,
no matter what you do,
ain't no matter what you say.

Doesn't matter where you run,
doesn't matter where you hide,
B*tch you are not SAFE.

Because he's a serial killer.

Laughing at your eye's final glimmer.
Last thing you hear,
is me whisper in your ear,
then you disappear,
get sliced up, and diced up,
and frozen like winter.

        Hahaha.

***Fun Noises***

Performance, Writing, Effects, Mixing & Mastering: PRETTYBOYDEMON
Production: Baxtermilouz

www.PRETTYBOYDEMON.com
        Album II Coming 2025 

***SEE "Show more" in "Bio" FOR DISCLAIMER***

<3

Album II

SAFE

“FVKYO\//\LL...”
PRETTYBOYDEMON

---LYRICS---

“Scar! Help me, brother!”
***Eagle from the Desert***
“Long. Live. The King”

FVKYO\//\LL…
For everything you said.
FVKYO\//\LL…
For everything you did. 
FVKYO\/\LL…
For all your doubt.
FVKYO\//\LL…
Who can’t keep my name out your f*cking mouth.

FVKYO\//\LL…
For everything you said.
F\/KYO\//\LL…
For everything you did.
F\/KYO\//\LL…
I run this town.
F\/KYO\//\LL…
How you motherf*ckers f*cking like me now?

FVKYO\//\LL…
I ain’t mincing no words.
Hope you motherf*cking f*ggots,
F*cking get what you deserve.

This the tale, of the twisted and the true.
This the tale, of the me vs. you.
This the tale, of William Wallace and The Bruce.

Of good vs. evil.
When Scar let Mufasa loose.
F*ck all they talk, they all dwell,
In whisper hell. But they know me, all to well,
I ain’t f*ck with all that gossip.

F*ck what you heard about me,
F*ck your fake news.
A reticulated python is always like the truth, that sh* constricting you.
I kick out the stool. so you can feel the noose.

Got my recorder, in working order,
Framing the f*cking border, all around your disorders.
Now go run and lie,
Blame shift and cry,
Sans accountability, you just deny.

You all snakes, 
Crawling up some legs.
Hurry up, and f*cking die.

FVKYO\//\LL…
For everything you said.
FVKYO\//\LL…
For everything you did.
F\/KYO\//\LL…
For all your doubt.
FVKYO\//\LL…
Who can’t keep my name out your f*cking mouth.

FVKYO\//\LL…
For everything you said.
FVKYO\//\LL…
For everything you did.
F\/KYO\//\LL…
I run this town.
FVKYO\//\LL…
How you motherf*ckers f*cking like me now?


FVKYO\//\LL…
Don’t f*cking bother texting,
Don’t bother calling on the phone.
I’m real f*cking busy,
Enjoying being on my own.

F*cking sheep-ple, I’m a lone wolf, montherf*cker.
So, leave me the f*ck alone.

Because I only feel lonely,
When I’m in a crowd.
My pockets stacking dead trees.
They getting crowded now.

FVKYO\//\LL…
I f*cking p*ss on your face.
I fill up this cup, c*nt.
Tell me how the f*ck it taste.
Ew. You just gross. Sk*nk.

So, FVKYO\//\LL…
Grab your knife, chainsaw,
And your f*cking gun, and start to run.
Because I’m running and hunting you down,
I’m closing in, I’m 665, I’m pure f*cking evil minus one.

Minus one!?
*Click, click*
Ooo-yea, that sh*t in the chamber, Son.

Blue laser, sniper aimer fun.
Spray you, now you decapitated.
30 + some, sounds of rounds in you. I slay, filet you.
That’s 1000 over 0 behind the 1, now we done.

(1000 / 10 (zero behind the 1) = 100)

FVKYO\//\LL…
For everything you said.
FVKYO\//\LL…
For everything you did.
FVKYO\//\LL…
For all your doubt.
FVKYO\//\LL…
Who can’t keep my name out your f*cking mouth.

FVKYO\//\LL…
For everything you said.
FVKYO\//\LL…
For everything you did.
FVKYO\//\LL…
I run this town.
FVKYO\//\LL…
How you motherf*ckers f*cking like me now?

Performance, Writing, Effects, Mixing & Mastering: PRETTYBOYDEMON
Produced by: Xerum

PRETTYBOYDEMON.com
Album II Coming 2025

***SEE "Show more" in "Bio" FOR DISCLAIMER***

<3

FVKYO\//\LL...

“note to self”
PRETTYBOYDEMON

---LYRICS---

Hey…

Everybody, how you been?
Hope you good.

Know it’s been a while.
I been going through some drama,
dealing with some things.

Truth is, honestly, I ain’t been alright.
Past year has been quite a fight.

I’m doing better now.
Thanks to God & some day ones,
better head above my shoulder[s] now.

To keep it real,
had to walk away from all the wrong up in my life.

Funny how sometimes,
the ones closest to you are the ones,
who are constantly scheming your demise.
I had to GO.

I won’t mention any names,
but the people who I am referring to…

I k_NO_w they k_NO_w.

F*ck it, though.
Life’s a journey, and it ain’t always easy.
Thankfully, I saw the signs…
and now you SOLD.

Back up on my feet again,
seeing all the meaning in the lessons.
Had to learn to lose CONTROL.

Of it all.
Sometimes losing all your faith is needed,
to break down the walls.
Now, I’m no longer on my OWN.

God’s got me.
Say what you want,
he’s the only one who can truly stop me.
Let it be KNOWN.

Better watch your f*cking step,
just checked my checklist,
and that sh*t is decked with reckless.

Resiliency GROWN.

not3 <3 s3lf
The devil creeping hard,
full send to f*cking drag your a** to hell.

not3 <3 s3lf
Got to stay faithful soldier, watch your 6,
and say your prayers or I promise you that he will.

not3 <3 s3lf
Listen to those Angels,
they here to guard your stubborn a** from all this evil,
sent by God to help.

not3 <3 s3lf
not3 <3 s3lf
not3 <3 s3lf

The lord screaming at me.
But, I’m real good at ignoring.
Lost track of how many vodka bottles drowning my throat,
how many tears lately, that my face has been pouring.

On God,
I ain’t think I’d make it.
My f*cking heart is torn out,
shattered glass already, way beyond breaking.

Addicted, homeless, unemployed,
heartbroken, no hope, penniless, the venom is…
seething, bleeding, cheated, beated,
only thing I have left in this world,
is all my suicidal thoughts.
I was LOST.

In withdrawal, head split, puking,
sleeping in the wood[s] in rain,
in the mud with all these motherf*cking BUGS.

God save me!
Need to eject, need a Hail Mary fast.
Please, I’ll do anything,
Don’t care what the COST.

Eich & J & K’s, Dino, K-hutt, J.C., Gateway Mission.
Mom<3Dad.

I’m grateful.
Ya’ll always in my THOUGHTS.

Only reason,
I ain’t a self-deletion veteran suicide statistic...
only reason beat the OODS.

200 days sober now,
my old self has been disavowed.
On account of these, prayers, salutes and nods.

Dropping to my knees to say thank you,
to my Guardian Angels, Holy Ghost, The Lord,
and Almighty GOD.

I love you all. Forget this experience?
Promise I never will.
I’m writing all this down right f*cking now.
You saved me from Hell. 
This my forever reminder.

My little not3 <3 s3lf...

not3 <3 s3lf
not3 <3 s3lf
not3 <3 s3lf

The devil creeping hard,
full send to f*cking drag your a** to hell.

not3 <3 s3lf
Got to stay faithful soldier, watch your 6,
and say your prayers or I promise you that he will.

not3 <3 s3lf
Listen to those Angels,
they here to guard your stubborn a** from all this evil,
sent by God to help.

not3 <3 s3lf
not3 <3 s3lf
not3 <3 s3lf

***Henry's heartbeat***

Performance, Writing, Effects, Mixing & Mastering: PRETTYBOYDEMON
Produced by: Abyss Prod

www.PRETTYBOYDEMON.com
Album II Coming 2025

***SEE "Show more" in "Bio" FOR DISCLAIMER***

<3

not3 <3 self

note to self

“Yeyeesshh”
PRETTYBOYDEMON

---LYRICS---

"Hahahaha. Aww.
You mad, Bro?"

Yeyeesshh.
Aww, sheesshh.
Look at all these freaks...

I can barely sleep.
Not a single wink.
They been coke-a-cola’d up,
and other assorted dr*gs,
over at my brand new loft this week.

Yeyeesshh.
Aww, sheesshh.
Look at all these freaks...

Going ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga on my Redbull Pen 15.
Open up they mouths and th-th-they all take a drink.
They know the goo from my gun,
gonna-gonna give em' wings.

Yeyeesshh.
Aww, sheesshh.
Look at all these freaks...

[Hook x 2]

"Ladies..."
"Yeaaaaaaa?"
"Did you sw*llow everything?"
"Yeaaaaaaa, hehehe!"

Yeyeesshh.
Aww, sheesshh.
Look at all these freaks...

I can barely sleep.
Not a single wink.
They been coke-a-cola’d up,
and other assorted dr*gs,
over at my brand new loft this week.

Yeyeesshh.
Aww, sheesshh.
Look at all these freaks...

Going ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga on my Redbull Pen 15.
Open up they mouths and th-th-they all take a drink.
They know the goo from my gun,
gonna-gonna give em' wings.

Yeyeesshh.
Aww, sheesshh.
Look at all these freaks...

[Hook x 2]

Splash my little swimmers ins-s-s-side your jelly.
Piss you down heavy, urine in your belly,
Get your insides really messy, like a Pollock painting.

Better hit that weed.
Better hit that drink.
Now that’s what I call loving planned parenting.

Knock up–walk up, unborn baby execution doctor,
for you not a shocker, got to hurry back to,
getting raw-dogged by your walkers.

Oh, here you go, a hero’s dose of birth control.
Even though, these dudes,
got you popping all these Plan-B’s.

Hahaha.

B!*ch, back to OnlyFans, XXX for dollar-man,
Nuru j*cking-off retards: massage prostituting.

I’m sure you’re making everybody, real real proud.
Out there for the love of money, getting pow-pow-plowed.
N-n-no thanks, no stripper scraps for PrettyBoyD.
I like my cocoa-kitty-cats clean, not with STDsyeyeesshh.

"Man, these b*tches sure pay a lot of money for music sh*t,
just to not be making sh*t, just to be talking sh*t,
about the people who is making sh*t."

"Haha, b*tch, I ain’t seen a thing...
b-b-b*tch, I ain’t heard a thing..."

But, b*tch…

I just snorted fentanyls with Santa Claus.
He said, “What you want for Christmas?”

*The very, very, very
fictional PRETTYBOYDEMON character,
then said to Santa Claus*

All her mangled body parts stapled to my wishlist.
Also too, pay a visit to this little Chia Pet.
Creep up while that twig asleep,
and shave that rat’s nest off it’s head.

(While blasted on Fentanyl,
Santa Claus mentioned this make-believe,
completely imaginary Christmas Wishlist,
was a lot like PRETTYBOYDEMON’s Pen 15…
Awesome ;-)

Guys, be careful on those apps,
out there swiping left and right.
Don’t get played by these psychos,
wearing a mask for the night.
Be even more discerning,
where you decide to drop your mic.

Hopefully all men get lucky,
and these c*nts flip back to d*ke.

Yeyeesshh.
Aww, sheesshh.
Look at all these freaks...

I can barely sleep.
Not a single wink.
They been c*ke-ugh-cola’d up,
and other assorted dr*gs,
over at my brand new loft this week.

Yeyeesshh.
Aww, sheesshh.
Look at all these freaks...

Going ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga on my Redbull Pen 15.
Open up they mouths and th-th-they all take a drink.
They know the goo from my gun,
gonna-gonna give em' wings.

Yeyeesshh.
Aww, sheesshh.
Look at all these freaks...

[Hook x 2]

"Alrighty, Ms. *******, are you ready,
for your female org*sm examination to be filmed?"

“Uymmeeaaaggguummaagagaumyaaaaayeaagguhahah”

[TRANSLATION] "Yes” [TRANSLATION]


***SEE "Show more" in "Bio" FOR DISCLAIMER***

Writing, Performance, Editing, Sound Effects, Mixing/Mastering:
PRETTYBOYDEMON
Produced by: Abyss Prod

<3

Yeyeesshh

“Krystal Lake Snowflake”
  PRETTYBOYDEMON

---LYRICS---

Welcome to Krystal Lake...

PRETTYBOYDEMON, AKA:
Bonito Boy Slaughterface.

Slashing my way,
through all these woke ass,
offended, beta, cucky, f*cky Snowflakes.

They try and sneak away.
But trust me when I say,
there ain’t no way out,
there ain’t no escape.

Chained up in my basement.
Bitch, I promise you are here to stay.
Slicing and splicing,
and dicing up these f*cking snakes.

F*ck all these alphabet,
ain’t ever doing sh*t just always mouthing it,
plugged-in little soy-toy Snowflakes.

Krystal Lake Snowflake

I am the...

Michael Meyers, Jason Vorhees, Ghostface psycho.
Ain’t no telling where my dark thoughts,
or my knife go.

I go Terrifier.
I am the corporate,
buttoned-up American Psycho.

Smiling when I turn Smile.
I wonder if they know,
that they life expectancy is quite low.

I switch Silence of the Lambs on,
flip they light switch off.
I am The Iceman, the Ed Kemper clone.

Tracking down your phone.
AirTag in your ride,
impossible to hide.

Buffalo Bill time.
Cutting off your skin, like the lights.
Time to die.

Welcome to Krystal Lake...

PRETTYBOYDEMON, AKA:
Bonito Boy Slaughterface.

Slashing my way,
through all these woke ass,
offended, beta, cucky, f*cky Snowflakes.

They try and sneak away.
But trust me when I say,
there ain’t no way out,
there ain’t no escape.

Chained up in my basement.
Bitch, I promise you are here to stay.
Slicing and splicing,
and dicing up these f*cking snakes.

F*ck all these alphabet,
ain’t ever doing sh*t just always mouthing it,
plugged-in little soy-toy Snowflakes.

Krystal Lake Snowflake

I am the…

PRETTYBOY in the streets,
DEMON in the sheets while you sleep.

Freddy Friday, on the 13.
Your favorite worst dream.

Kamikaze, killing you.
Hunting you, like Zodiac.

Haunting you, like The Ring.

Taunting you, like Jigsaw,
Stabbing you, like Scream.
I run through your nightmares,
walk you down like Halloween.

I’m more unstable than Mr. Hyde.
I’m more possessed than Pennywise.

Having the time of my life,
draining your life from all its time.
Divorcing boredom, marrying my knife.

Stitching up your hide with my personalities tonight.

Welcome to Krystal Lake...

PRETTYBOYDEMON, AKA:
Bonito Boy Slaughterface.

Slashing my way,
through all these woke ass,
offended, beta, cucky, f*cky Snowflakes.

They try and sneak away.
But trust me when I say,
there ain’t no way out,
there ain’t no escape.

Chained up in my basement.
Bitch, I promise you are here to stay.
Slicing and splicing,
and dicing up these f*cking snakes.

F*ck all these alphabet,
ain’t ever doing sh*t just always mouthing it,
plugged-in little soy-toy Snowflakes.

Krystal Lake Snowflake

***SEE "Show more" in "Bio" FOR DISCLAIMER***

Writing, Performance, Editing, Sound Effects, Mixing/Mastering:
PRETTYBOYDEMON
Produced by: SF Traxx | PRETTYBOYDEMON

<3

Krystal Lake Snowflake

“XN TXP XF iT”
PRETTYBOYDEMON

---LYRICS---

She’s XN TXP XF iT
Yeaaa, she’s XN TXP XF iT

Got this angel laying bare,
yea, she naked right there.
Get XN TXP XF iT

Grab her by all of that bleach blonde hair.
Put her XN TXP XF iT

She love my icy blue stare, 
she love the way I glare. 
When she XN TXP XF iT

Grab her by the throat, 
and make her stay right there. 
Hold her XN TXP XF iT
 
Get XN TXP XF iT
XN TXP XF iT
XN TXP XF iT

***Alleged Female Quotations***

She telling me don’t ever leave, 
I say, Baby, I can’t promise it. 

But I’ll straight beat it out the frame, 
you know [why] you came right here [for it],
quit all that talking sh*t.

She’s XN TXP XF iT
She’s XN TXP XF iT

Got this devil right here, 
grab her by the black hair,
put her XN TXP XF iT

She love my blowtorch stare, 
she love the way I glare,
when she XN TXP XF iT

Grab her by the face, 
she dig them claws in like a bear. 
Hold[ing] herself XN TXP XF iT

Baby you ain’t going nowhere, 
you’ll stay right here.
She obey XN TXP XF iT

So, get on XN TXP XF iT
She XN TXP XF iT
She XN TXP XF iT

XN TXP XF iT
XN TXP XF iT
XN TXP XF iT

She said “what should I wear?” 
I said “I don’t f*cking care."
She said “what!?”
I said, “baby, because...
you’ll just be f*cking straight dropping it.”

Dropping it.
Yea, she dropping it.

I don’t play fair, 
[If] they put the clingy vibes in the air,
I drop the b*tch.
 
So get XN TXP XF iT
She XN TXP XF iT
Stay XN TXP XF iT

Ladies,
I’m your man’s worst nightmare.
I walk by, they in fear.
If I want her,
there ain’t no stopping it.

No stopping it.
Get XN TXP XF iT

XN TXP XF iT
XN TXP XF iT
XN TXP XF iT

***More Alleged Female Quotations***

Haha

I got you, Baby.
Just listen to this music.

Stare right at me.

I got this.
I’ll do the rest…

***SEE “Show more” in “Bio” FOR DISCLAIMER***

Performance, Writing, Effects, Mixing & Mastering: PRETTYBOYDEMON
Produced by: jadostyles | PRETTYBOYDEMON

www.PRETTYBOYDEMON.com
Album II Coming 2025

<3

XN TXP XF iT

“Babi Biich Boiii”
PRETTYBOYDEMON

---LYRICS---

***Weak-A** Beta Whining***

Hahaha

Babi Biich Boiii

Did daddy steal your toys?
All your toys.

Babi Biich Boiii

I’m your daddy, f*cking f*ggot.
F*cking stealing all your f*cking toys.

Babi Biich Boiii
That’s you, boy.

Running, up in your new place tonight.
Your b*tch want my fatty rooster.
She sick of your little piece of fried rice. 

Babi Biich Boiii
Man, she know I come in to give it to her right.

Her cute little kitty cat bored with you,
that feline ready for a fight.

It’s redrum, dead.
Two to the chest, one in the head,
Babi Biich Boiii
sleep tight, goodnight.

Babi Biich Boiii

Did daddy steal your toys?
All your toys.

Babi Biich Boiii

I’m your daddy, f*cking f*ggot.
F*cking stealing all your f*cking toys.

Babi Biich Boiii
That’s you, boy.

Gunning, for you.
Little-silver-spoon-beta Babi Biich Boiii,
your b*tch calls all the shots in your life.

I been homeless on the streets,
in The Murder Cap Lou.
Fellow fellons (allegedly) on my left,
and on my right.

No record ain’t mean I didn’t gang to survive (allegedly).

So, if you call yourself a man,
don’t stand on the shoulders of giants.
Become one.

Insulting other dudes,
makes you a f*cking b*tch, son.
Makes you a little .22
Makes me an Eagle soaring through the Desert, .50
I am the big guns.

The only gold you is,
is the stream of golden p*ss,
that I be p*ssing out my motherf*cking d*ck, son.

Babi Biich Boiii

Did daddy steal your toys?
All your toys.

Babi Biich Boiii

I’m your daddy, f*cking f*ggot.
F*cking stealing all your f*cking toys.

Babi Biich Boiii
That’s you, boy.

Babi Biich Boiii

***SEE “Show more” in “Bio” FOR DISCLAIMER***

Performance, Writing, Effects, Mixing & Mastering: PRETTYBOYDEMON
Produced by: Suvi

www.PRETTYBOYDEMON.com
Album II Coming 2025

<3

Babi Biich Boiii

“WNTD TA”
PRETTYBOYDEMON

---LYRICS---

I’m not a player.
I’m not a player.
I make the rules.

B*tch,
I'm not a player.
I’m not a player.

I'm not a player.
I make the rules.

I ain’t a player.
I ain’t a player.
I ain’t a player.

Na, b*tch.
I make the rules.
Because I wanted to.

Yah.

I WNTD TA
WNTD TA
I WNTD TA

Yanked your b*tch,
because I wanted her.

WNTD TA

Did that f*ck you up?

Ain’t F around, b*tch.
Yea, I’m warning ya.

F you up?
Good. I ain’t give a f*ck.

I WNTD TA
Yea, I WNTD TA.

I sticks to the plan like Super Glue.
Weak? That’s what you be.

I’m super, man. She ain’t stand a chance.
Got your b*tches head bobbing up and down like a bouey.

[She] got that good mouth,
[She] got that good tongue,
[She] got that good-good-good…

Everything.
All the way up and down, she heavenly.
She only f*ck majestically.

My only type? 9's, 10’s or 11.

All my after w’s…
GTFO, b*tch. I won’t settle.

I lube it up, slips and slide away.
I divide her legs.
I pray I don’t multiply.

That’s on 99…
+ 2 – Uno.

The chance of: U + I Forever = Zero.

No imposters.
But FAKE f*cks, I see some.

I took her but please take her back.
Man, that b*tch ain’t nothing but a refund.

So f*ck off,
with all that “you want me to.”
I only care if God does.

Here’s your body back, broken cardiac.
Move like an Aztec, I’m heartless.

All my dimes,
got compressed spines.

All my killers, cruise to the death.
Got my six, eye for an eye.

They all know, I don’t play.
No questions, no guidelines.
Just do whatever I say.

I write the rule book.

Plus (+) vibrations only.
F*ck outta here,
I don’t fornicate with all them rude looks.

I don’t “like” sh*t.
I don’t "follow" sh*t.
I don’t "comment" or "post" sh*t.

Scurry along.
We done, b*tch.

Yup, that’s right…

Snip Snip

I ain’t a player.
I ain’t a player.
I ain’t a player.

Na, b*tch.
I make the rules.
Because I wanted to.

Yah.

I WNTD TA
WNTD TA
I WNTD TA

Yanked your b*tch,
because I wanted her.

WNTD TA

Did that f*ck you up?

Ain’t F around, b*tch.
Yea, I’m warning ya.

F you up?
Good. I ain’t give a f*ck.

I WNTD TA
Yea, I WNTD TA.

I sticks to the plan like Super Glue.
Weak? That’s what you be.

I’m super, man. She ain’t stand a chance.
Got your b*tches head bobbing up and down like a bouey.

[She] got that good mouth,
[She] got that good tongue,
[She] got that good-good-good…

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Performance/Vocals, Writing, Effects, Editing, Mixing & Mastering: PRETTYBOYDEMON
Produced by: Dakota Parker | PRETTYBOYDEMON

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Album II | 2025

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WNTD TA

“suicidemon”
PRETTYBOYDEMON

Dial/Text 988 - Suicide & Crisis Lifeline

---LYRICS---

suicidemon

Demons, keeps flirting...
and I’m stuck inside my mind.

Can anyone hear me?

suicidemon

And the Angels tell me, it’ll get better.
I keep wishing on a prayer.

Is anyone listening?

suicidemon…

Can’t be the way,
you get taken away from me.
I can’t let it happen.
I won’t let you go.

Oh, no I won’t.
This ain’t the option.
Baby, please don’t.

suicidemon

Take a step back, promise this ain’t the way.
Do anything, just stay!
I can be your waterfall, rinse the pain all away.

Please! Anything but your, but your, your…

suicidemon

Demons, keeps flirting.
And I’m stuck inside my mind.

Can anyone hear me?

suicidemon

And the Angels tell me, it’ll get better.
I keep wishing on a prayer.

Is anyone listening?

suicidemon…

Is a permanent solution,
to problems that don’t come that often.
We’ll solve them.

Even if right now they seem shocking.
Together, we’ll get the suicidemon’s walking.
I can’t live without your eyes, your lips.

I love you.

I can’t let you die.
Let me make it okay!
Don’t let the Demons, 
convince the Angels that you can’t find your way.

Plese, God…
send down a play.

I can’t bear the thought of your…

suicidemon

Demons, keeps flirting.
and I’m stuck inside my mind.

Can anyone hear me?

suicidemon

And the Angels tell me, it’ll get better.
I keep wishing on a prayer.

Is anyone listening?

suicidemon

suicidemon

suicidemon

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Produced by: Riddick X Beats | PRETTYBOYDEMON

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Album II | 2025

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suicidemon

LEGACY DA PLUG - KNOCKERZ

“The One”
PRETTYBOYDEMON

---LYRICS---

I can see the poison,
creeping through my veins.

I can feel the words,
of everything they say.

I can hear the doubt,
wrote on everybody’s face.

I can smell the jealousy.
They can’t, take my heart away.

I can taste the hate.
My soul ain’t for sale today.

They all busy thinking I’m the prey.
Well, that just means they took the bait.

It’s been quite a year.
Where to start?

A dash of light.
A lot of dark.

A pinch of smile,
when they smile at me,
and I turn my back,
and they rip out my heart.

Wink of happy,
pool of despair.

Drop of hope,
ocean of fear.

Swimming through muck and filth.
Drowning in my blood and tears.

I’m scared and damaged,
but I’m thinking clear.

On my knees in prayer,
thanking the Lord,
that even though I strayed so far,
he always kept me near.

(Verse I)

My head is bowed, thanking God.
For sobriety, my first year.

Words loaded, my mouth the gun.
Regrets cashed, no refunds.

Year one.

The One.

Motivation?
I need none.

So cut me down.
I want all the smoke.

My comeback?
This should be fun.

You all talk.
I’m all raw.
I’m all soul.
You all jaw.

Head down, I mind mine.

Gut driven, trust my mind’s eye.
Keep talking. Giving reasons.

You want that action?
Well, you about to see some.

(Hook)

I can see the poison,
creeping through my veins.

I can feel the words,
of everything they say.

I can hear the doubt,
wrote on everybody’s face.

I can smell the jealousy.
They can’t, take my heart away.

I can taste the hate.
My soul ain’t for sale today.

They all busy thinking I’m the prey.
Well, that just means they took the bait.

It’s been quite a year.
Where to start?

A dash of light.
A lot of dark.

A pinch of smile,
when they smile at me,
and I turn my back,
and they rip out my heart.

Wink of happy,
pool of despair.

Drop of hope,
ocean of fear.

Swimming through muck and filth.
Drowning in my blood and tears.

I’m scared and damaged,
but I’m thinking clear.

On my knees in prayer,
thanking the Lord,
that even though I strayed so far,
he always kept me near.

(Verse II)

Even with all hope gone.
God’s sobriety, I lean on.

Real ones only.
Time to get this space cleared.

I use my face spheres, to face fears.
I stare em’ down, the barrel face near.

One chambered, still I don’t blink...

even if that means I die here.

They try to paint fear.
Stab me with their touch.

Well, they too late.
Blood already soaked in my brush.

Because real eyes, always realize, the real lies.

And, even though I’m Lake-of-Fire Hell proof...
I’m pure trauma baptized.

***SEE “Show more” in “Bio” FOR DISCLAIMER***

Performance, Writing, Effects, Mixing & Mastering: PRETTYBOYDEMON
Produced by: Kalu | PRETTYBOYDEMON

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Volume II | 2025

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The One

8YOUNGZ - GOIN INSANE prod :  eshenkoboy

snah - snippet (ft. loczek)

Volume III | 2026

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IG: prettyboydemonofficial

X: prettyb0ydem0n

DISCLAIMER: "PRETTYBODYDEMON" IS A FICTIONAL CHARACTER AND DOES NOT REPRESENT THE VIEW(S), OPINION(S), DESIRE(S), OR EXPERIENCE(S) OF ANY REAL-LIFE PERSON(S), SITUATION(S), OR EVENT(S). ALL SONG LYRICS PRESENTED HERE ARE ENTIRELY FICTIONAL AND DO NOT REFLECT ANY REAL-LIFE INDIVIDUAL(S) OR SITUATION(S). ANY CONTENT RESEMBLANCE TO ACTUAL EVENTS OR PEOPLE IS PURELY COINCEDENTAL. "tRAPe" IS AN ORIGINALLY-CREATED WORD REFLECTING AN ORIGINALLY-CREATED MUSIC GENRE (DENOTING THE "tRAPe" OR "tRAPe Music" ORIGINAL STYLE) REFFERING PURELY AND SOLEY TO THE COMBINATION OF TRAP, RAP, ELECTRONIC ("t", "RAP", "e"; (t)rap, (RAP), (e)LECTRONIC) AND METAL (OCASSIONALLY) MUSIC GENRES. ANY RESEMBLANCE OR INTERPRETATION OF THE WORD OR WORDS "tRAPe" OR "tRAPe Music" TO ACTUAL EVENTS, WORDS, INDIVIDUALS, OR REAL-LIFE CONCEPTS OR SCENERIOS IS PURELY COINCEDENTAL.

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New tracks tagged #trape