𝒥𝒯 - DEMONS IN MY MIND - ( Yakuza Street Blues ) ☠️

🎧 WELCOME TO YKZ STREET BLUES Music created with the help of our friend IA, but produced, remastered, and written by me. ... LYRIC: [Intro] The city is quiet. That's when they get loud. No engines. No voices. No neon strong enough to hide what's happening upstairs. I poured the tea. Left it untouched. Tonight, I'm drinking with my demons. [Verse 1] They don't wear horns, they don't knock down doors, they know my name because they've lived here before. One sounds like my father. One sounds like regret. One keeps reminding me of every promise I broke yet. One says, "You could've done more." Another says, "You're not enough." One keeps showing me the faces I pretended I forgot. Funny thing about demons— They rarely tell you lies. They take something true, twist it in the dark, then wait for you to decide. Black coat on the chair, rain sliding down the glass, Tokyo underneath me moving like nothing ever lasts. I built myself from pressure, but pressure leaves a mark. Sometimes the strongest armor is just fear wearing something dark. [Pre-Chorus] I can silence a room. I can stare down a stranger. I can walk through a city like I was born for danger. But tell me— What does a man do when the enemy knows every weakness he refuses to show? [Hook] I got demons in my mind. They don't sleep. They don't leave. They know every scar I keep underneath my sleeves. I got demons in my mind. Some whisper. Some scream. Some sound so much like me I don't know what they mean. Are they here to destroy me? Or are they showing me the parts of myself I was too afraid to see? Demons in my mind. Maybe they're not here to kill me. Maybe they're here to make me look alive. [Verse 2] I've seen men lose everything and still protect their pride. Seen brothers become strangers with a lie between their eyes. I've carried guilt like a weapon, kept regret beneath my tongue. Thought suffering made me harder. It only made me numb. So I started asking questions that nobody wants to hear: How much of my ambition was actually built from fear? How much of my discipline was running from the past? How much of this "cold heart" was a wound that learned to last? I wanted power because weakness terrified me. Wanted respect because being ignored destroyed me. Wanted money because poverty taught me that freedom has a price. But if I win the whole damn world and still can't sleep at night— Did I win? [Pre-Chorus] The old men told me: "Control your emotions." Nobody told me what to do with the ones you buried too deep. So I sit beneath the rain and listen to every voice. Not to obey them. To understand their choice. [Hook] I got demons in my mind. They know where I hide. They've been sitting at the table every night I've lied. I got demons in my mind. But I'm learning their names. Fear is not my master. Pain is not my fate. And regret— Regret is only useful if it teaches you how not to become the man you hate. [Bridge] Maybe darkness isn't evil. Maybe darkness is information. Maybe the things we bury are the parts of ourselves begging for examination. You can't defeat a demon by pretending it isn't there. You can't heal a wound by calling the bleeding weakness. And you can't outrun yourself. I've tried. Believe me. The fastest car in the city still can't outrun a thought. [Verse 3] So tonight I leave the window open. Let the cold come in. No weapons. No mask. No performance. Just me. And everything I've been avoiding. I look at every demon and refuse to kneel. I don't need to love them. I don't need to feed them. I just need to know what they're trying to reveal. The paranoia taught me awareness. The pain taught me depth. The failures taught me patience. The darkness taught me respect. Maybe I was never fighting demons. Maybe I was fighting the versions of myself I refused to accept. [Final Hook] I got demons in my mind. But they don't own me now. They can knock on every door. I decide which ones open. I got demons in my mind. And some still scream. But I learned something they never wanted me to see: A thought isn't a command. A scar isn't an identity. And darkness isn't the end unless you stop looking for the exit. [Outro] The tea is cold. The rain is gone. Tokyo starts waking up. The demons are still here. So am I. But tonight... I didn't run. I listened. And for the first time, the voices sounded smaller than my own. #japantrapblues #trap #blues #trapblues #darktrap #gangsterrap #mafiamusic #bluestrap #darkmusic #mafiavibes #beats #producer #instrumental #urbanblues #gangster #underground #nightvibes #moodybeats #cinematicmusic #trapbeats #typebeat