The Beta Tracks: 6 Demons (6inister)

Intro

Yeah...

Working double shifts just to keep the lights on, man.

Open the front door, and it's a goddamn war zone.

Look at this shit... are you fucking kidding me?

Look at my living room!

Verse 1

Step through the front door, instant heart attack

Six little demons and I'm ready to attack

Worked a ninety-hour week just to buy some peace

Come home to a house lookin' like a damn police

Crime scene investigation, drywall is missing

Little Timmy in the kitchen with a chainsaw, pissing

On a Ming Dynasty vase, three million dollars down

Pulled it off the pedestal and smashed it on the ground!

Then little Chloe took a Sharpie to the 18th-century painting,

An original oil portrait, now the canvas is a fainting

Goat with a mustache, you motherfucking pests!

I'm stressed out, losing sleep, beating on my chest!

And where's number four? Oh, she's upstairs, great,

Poured a bottle of Louis XIII cognac down the drain just to watch it gravitate!

That's four grand a bottle, you little ungrateful pricks!

I'm about to pack my bags, I can't fix this shit with bricks!

Hook

Six little monsters, tearing down the walls!

Six little demons, messing up the halls!

I go to work to provide, I come home to debris!

Every expensive thing I own is history!

Yeah, smash the glass, break the wood, burn the cash!

Living in a nightmare, drowning in the trash!

Verse 2

Number five and number six, tag-team wrestling match

Leaped off the balcony, grabbed the chandelier latch—

A custom Baccarat crystal hanging from the ceiling!

Crashing down to earth while the whole damn room is reeling!

That chandelier was imported straight from Paris, France!

Now it's shards on the rug while you little fuckers dance!

Go look in the study—oh Jesus, holy fuck!

My first-edition Hemingway books are in the garbage truck!

Junior shredded every page to make a paper airplane fleet,

While the twins used a Rolex Daytona as a hockey puck in the street!

Gold and diamonds scratched to fuck against the concrete curb!

Every time I leave the house, my whole damn life gets disturbed!

I'm out here breaking my back, bleeding for a paycheck,

And you six little bastards turned my mansion to a shipwreck!

Hook

Six little monsters, tearing down the walls!

Six little demons, messing up the halls!

I go to work to provide, I come home to debris!

Every expensive thing I own is history!

Yeah, smash the glass, break the wood, burn the cash!

Living in a nightmare, drowning in the trash!