Hook How am I the demon if I keep my people safe? Hands stay dirty so my family can escape How are they the angels with a smile on they face Sacrificin’ innocent souls for a cause they don’t even embrace They preach peace while they load up the plate Feedin’ death to the weak, call it “necessary pain” If I’m hell for protectin’ my own Then heaven got blood in its throne Verse 1 They say I’m cold ‘cause I don’t give chances But mercy ain’t free when the threat still standing I don’t beg forgiveness from a system that’s broken They forgive themselves, then call that “chosen” I seen laws bend for the ones in control I seen prayers whispered over bodies they sold They call it a mission, I call it a lie Belief don’t excuse when a child gotta die They hide behind causes, flags, and names Say “greater good” while they spread that pain If evil wear titles and talk real calm Then why truth always got blood on its palms? Hook How am I the demon if I keep my people safe? Hands stay dirty so my family can escape How are they the angels with a smile on they face Sacrificin’ innocent souls for a cause they don’t even embrace Verse 2 (Philosophy Cut) Angels and demons ain’t born in the sky It’s just a person that lived, then died Carryin’ the weight of the choices they made Judged by the roads they were willing to take A halo don’t save you, horns don’t damn It’s what you stood for when you had a chance Some die saints with innocent blood on they name Some die monsters who shielded the weak from the flame They love labels ‘cause labels don’t bleed Easier than face what you actually did If after death you become what you chose Then why truth always strike nerves when it’s told? Verse 3 (NEW — price tag truth) A life is a life, don’t matter the face But once one gone and forgotten — erased That just mean we worth what they paid Numbers on paper, a cost for the grave If nobody mourns, nobody rage Then we was property staged for the cage Worth less than the cause they defend More useful dead than alive in the end They don’t call it murder, they call it expense Budgeted loss, “collateral sense” If memory fade and the world move on Then we been had price tags on our heads all along Bridge (slow, heavy) Maybe demons just people who did what was needed Maybe angels just people who followed and never believed it If heaven judge actions and not what you say Then most halos gon’ crack one day Final Hook (stripped, emotional) So how am I the demon if nobody here dies? And how are they angels with blood in their eyes? If life got a value and memory decide Then I chose to protect mine — let the labels collide Outro When the dirt hit the coffin, the titles fall off No wings, no fire — just truth and the cost So judge me however history please I kept my people alive… That’s the price I agreed.

Dna (Demons N Angels)