Demons in My Sheets - C-Mob

Some people say that when two people have sex

They give each other more than just their bodies

They also give each other a piece of their spirit as well

It’s like they exchanged spirits

What if that spirit that you got from that other person sticks with you?

What if it starts to haunt you?

What if it’s pure evil?

The Bible tells us don’t indulge in sins of the flesh

And I’ve learned this in ways I can’t begin to express

I’ll try to explain it the way it played it, just started heinous

But if you want a picture

I’ll paint it pained so dark and tainted

Ever met a girl, there’s a physical attraction

And all you wanna do is take her home

Get her in the bed, take her clothes off, fuck her good

Use your anatomy to make her moan

Bodies connected, supposed to be blessed, time invested

My better judgement when undetected soon as my dick erected

Fluids exchangin' injected

Energy flows undeflected

But the spirit’s not as I left it soon as I made my exit

When I pulled out I guess I took some of her spirit with me

I thought all I’d get from her was scratches, bite marks and hickeys

But the spirit stuck with me, fucks with me

Attitudes gettin' ugly

At night it manifest itself and then it tries to touch me

I fucked her again, tryna give it back to her

Better didn’t leave me

And now when I lay alone at night

Her spirit gets uneasy

I got the devil by my bedside

Demons in my sheets

I say my prayers at night

But they keep creepin' in my sleep

I might be losing my sanity and gone in the head

But at night when I lay down, I’m not alone in my bed

At night when I try to rest my head

All I do is stress instead

Wonderin' when the spirit will waken

What it will want next to get

Is it gonna want death to spread

Or does it just want sex and head

But the manifestin' bed, dressed in red'

Fuck me and leave me left for dead

I pray, it’s peaceful

I hope that there’s no way it’s a minion of my bows

Or maybe Asmodeus

Gotta figure out what is it that it really wants

Then maybe I’ll give it to it

I think it just wants to fuck so I let it touch

My anatomy livin' through it

I’m havin' sex with a spirit

That kiss of death, am I near it?

Scratch marks appear on my chest

But I must confess I don’t fear

It’s no longer frightful

Super naturally insightful

Who’da thought this thing tryna mettle with me

Would be devilishly delightful

Wickedly intimidate libidinousness

Given with hiddenness, acydic hideousness

She’s an insidious bitch

I ask the spirit what else she’d have from me

She said «go fuck more women, bring the spirits back to me»

Every time I sleep with a different woman

I’m like a beast in my mode

I give her pleasure and in return I get a piece of her soul

When I get up inside of ‘em I absorb their essence

I’ve taken so many spirits from these women

They should use more discretion for who they sleepin' with

Who they creepin' with, who they open their legs and let deep in it

I’m so good I don’t even need to hit

I can suck your soul out while I’m eatin' it

In the night when I lay down

Cut off the lights and rest

My sheets are filled with spirits with an appetite for sex

And it seems like

The more that I give ‘em the hungrier they become

I’m starting to wonder if this is something

I need someone to save me from

And now these sheets I feel like I’m stuck inside

These spirits have sucked me dry

I look up and see that they’ve turned into female demons

In the night known to suck you 'bye'

Lookin' at me with a lustful eye

Like they want hours of sex

Then they jump on me and start to devour my flesh

One of the seven deadly sins, lust as a devilish spell

My literary has sentenced me to the second level of hell