Pennywise - Dance With Your Demons (Official Music Video)

Pennywise back with another rap music video

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Credits:

Lyrics: Dallas xy
Beat Produced by: Dallas xy (some AI samples used)
Mixed & Mastered by: Dallas xy
Vocals: AI (Flow and cadence recorded by Dallas xy for AI to reference)
Footage: AI
Video Edited by: Dallas xy
Directed by Dallas xy (all decisions including clothing, camera angles, setting design, lighting)

Consulted with: Robin Graham


Lyrics:

[intro]
He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees the ghosts,

[verse 1]
they say the good die young must be why I live forever,
been a starving artist ever since I could remember,
I was in the southside of Derry with the lepers,
now they call my ice fire them some January embers,

they said I wouldn’t make it but face it, I’m famous,
straight hits, A-lists got me on their playlist,
they can say they him, but they ain’t IT,
new sewer, same shit,
watch me spin the block, I can shapeshift,

they said that money’s evil so I’m stuntin’ like Knievel,
loser’s club I’ll lose it if I catch their ass on Neibolt,
pussy this is my town, fuck around and find out,
find the house that Ed is in and knock his fuckin’ lights out,

I’ll leave ‘em on a milk carton I put that on Derry,
even now the treasury don’t wanna fuck with penny,
money stretch longer than Judith now pockets on Benny,
all because they co-signed my rap like I’m Eddie,

you only run because I let you, you think I can’t catch you?
I got your little friend group next on the menu,
I’ll compliment your taste after killing you I'm dead nice,
ain't no light at the end of the tunnel them the deadlights,


[chorus 1]
I give ‘em something to believe in,
red balloons so deceivin’,
I lead em then I keep ‘em,
make you dance with your demons,

I scare ‘em for a reason,
I like my meat seasoned,
we eatin’ good now we feastin’,
make you dance with your demons,

[verse 2]
I be in the sewer so you know I flow dirty,
chasing down my victims cause they said to do some soul searching,
custom made sheisty, I drop ‘em like some Visine,
you gon’ find your nightmare in the sewer that’s a pipe dream,

you know who you’re talkin’ to? swallowed more kids than Bonnie blue,
I put children in my stomach like a mommy kangaroo,
I be dropping bombs on ‘em that’s how you know IT is real,
yo it’s still fuck Ronald but I love myself a kids meal,

came here on a rock now the rocks are on me,
they heard I was timeless now they pocket watch me,
if you don’t get the picture ask the paparazzi,
I’m an alien, it’s fitting how the Ice all on me,

put a hit out on em now they floating in the Maine stream,
put a hit out on em now I’m really in the mainstream,
Loser’s club? I joined the mile high club in eighty three,
penny with a dime, add that up, that’s the strangest thing,

the loser’s club ironic ‘cause these losers always lose to me,
when they don’t show up to school it’s me, it’s my fault for their truancy,
parents read them bedtimes stories, next day read their eulogies,
I was in the circus catching bodies ain’t so new to me,

rubies for my clique I feel like Dorothy,
paper on streams, S.S.R. Georgie,
don’t right my wrongs that’s forgery, pop ‘em if they corny,
hotter than some curry baby, don’t bring out the older me,

[chorus 2]
I give ‘em something to believe in,
red balloons so deceivin’,
I lead em then i keep ‘em,
make you dance with your demons,

when the deadlights get to beamin’,
and your soul gets to leavin’,
you don’t know if you’re dreamin’,
make you dance with your demons,

[bridge]
dance with me,
float with me,
kids actin' grown with me, no diddy.
laugh with me,
sing with me,
your last song and dance is gonna be with me,

[verse 3]
I call it meal on wheels, you call it a hearse
preying on this bitch call that a blessing and a curse,
strapped when I pull up, smoke em when I roll up,
‘wise like Georgie’s father I don’t take shit from no one,

let’s go tit for tat, internet chat talking this and that,
said I got the swag of 6ix9ine? better listen back,
I said that I live with rats, not that I’m a living rat,
I heard they been sending tracks and they want me to diss ‘em back,

doubters keep on doubting me, clowns are tryna clown on me,
cowards get more cowardly, and that shit just empowers me,
Georgie coming for my throat, can’t reach the height of my neck,
gotta be at least this tall before you ride off my success,

So add another tear drop, that’s tears of a clown,
and I float too so you know nothing weighs me down,
Every line is Dallas xy, with the pen he wise,
that’s my 2 cents, penny hit em for a second time.