Demoz parents met in 1978 and was born in 1984 in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Demoz grew up on the streets where he used to sell drugs to make an extra income. He used to see addicts doing drugs and thought that it was hopeless and evil. Demoz started to rap at an early age of 14, but it was in 2002 (at the age of 18) he started to take his career seriously having released several mixtapes in the street.
In 2006, Demoz was approached by Jedi Mind Tricks frontman Vinnie Paz and it was then he became member of Army of the Pharaohs.[2] Despite not being on their debut album, The Torture Papers, Demoz was on the groups second album Ritual of Battle which was officially released on September 21, 2007 via Babygrande Records. The album also features group members Vinnie Paz, Jus Allah, Outerspace, Chief Kamachi, Reef the Lost Cauze, Esoteric, Celph Titled, King Syze, Des Devious, Doap Nixon, and King Magnetic. Although he was prominently featured on the group's debut album The Torture Papers, Apathy does not appear on Ritual of Battle. A music video for the single Bloody Tears was released in 2007 and Demoz made an appearance.
Being featured as a member of Army of the Pharaohs led to many gateways for Demoz, he went on to feature on Jedi Mind Tricks sixth studio album; A History of Violence on the song Deadly Melody alongside Block McCloud, who at the time wasn't a part of Army of the Pharaohs. Demoz collaborated with Army of the Pharaohs affiliate and longtime friend Doap Nixon for his debut solo album Sour Diesel. Demoz was featured on the tracks Gangsta which also featured Planetary and Reef the Lost Cauze and the track Get Dirty which was also featuring Reef the Lost Cauze
Early 2009, Demoz announced he was working on a new mixtape that contained never before heard tracks titled; The Pyscho's Back. It was officially released in August 2009. The album was hosted by Vinnie Paz. The first single off the mixtape was released on July 15, 2008 titled Mad Izm. The mixtape featured guest appearances from Vinnie Paz, Jus Allah, Des Devious and contained production by Ill Bill, Sicknature, Shuko, Skammadix amongst others.
On March 19, 2010, Army of the Pharaohs released their third studio album The Unholy Terror. The album debuted in the Billboard 200 at number 179 selling 3,200 units in its first week of release. Demoz made an appearance on the tracks Ripped to Shreds, Prisoner, Suplex, Drenched in Blood, 44 Magnum, Cookin' Keys and Hollow Points.
In 2009, Demoz was seen collaborating with former Jedi Mind Tricks producer Stoupe the Enemy of Mankind for his debut album Decalogue on the third track of the album Evil Deeds, Army of the Pharaohs members Des Devious and Jus Allah were also featured on the song. In 2010, Demoz was seen collaborating with Vinnie Paz on his debut studio album Season of the Assassin on the track Brick Wall along with Ill Bill.[15] A production remix of this track was later featured on the EP Prayer for the Assassin by Vinnie Paz.[16] In 2011, Demoz was featured on Jedi Mind Tricks album Violence Begets Violence on the songs Carnival of Souls and When Crows Descend Upon You.[17] Long time friend Doap Nixon hollered Demoz to work with him on his third studio album Doap Traffiking: The Rise and Fall of Darth Nixon. He was featured on the tracks Wherever I Go alongside Zilla & Helen Sciandra and the single One More Chance.[18] A music video for One More Chance was released on June 22, 2011. Demoz made an appearance in the music video.
On November 30, 2013, Vinnie Paz revealed that two new Army Of The Pharaohs albums would be released in 2014. In Death Reborn was released on 22 April and the second LP is expected to drop in November. Demoz made a comeback with the group and was featured on the track "7th Ghost". New members including Blacastan of The Demigodz and Zilla from Houston, Texas joined the group.
Carnival of Souls
demoz Lyrics
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AKs and grenades, matter fact I slay them with blades
They blatantly gays, faggots in berets in parades
And see my team is unbeatable, the stadium stage
Basically crazed, walking circles pacing for days
I'm basically dazed and lost inside a Satanist maze
Face the brigade, I hate you and I pray you get AIDS
I go hard on hard beats, y'all too lazy to shave
I'm sick of y'all eating off the same plate as the god
Y'all could never build or even conversate with the god
You shooting guns off, I would bomb a nation for God
(I'm a suicide bomber) y'all don't want no confrontation with God
Y'all are swine-eaters, that's abomination to God
So put some faith into God
The objective is to conquer fucking Satan with God
[Chorus]
I think we got a problem, take me out this fucking column
See all these phony actors, I don't like these phony rappers
Fuck all the story telling, I don't like these phony fables
You niggas sound like cable, fuck you and your fucking label
I think we got a problem, Vinnie Paz a fucking problem
Masterati I'm a problem, Jus Allah's a fucking problem
Criticism from critics but we don't fucking care
All we hear is the drum beat and a fucking snare
All I got is too much hate, not enough love
Too many plates, not enough grub too many snakes in the grass
I gotta kill one cause the gun ain't got enough slugs
Body under the belt, not enough blood
Shotty under the shelf, not enough slugs
Yous a bitch you ain't gon do shit suck a dick
'Cause I been had your bitch in the lobby on drugs
I ain't no plug, I ain't no snitch
I ain't no blood, I ain't no crip
Motherfuckin' hood where I be everyday
You don't like me come see me nigga I ain't no bitch
? for the last man damn man
You could be the man what they said
So I focused on the damn plan
Face straight like adjusting a handstand
Used to be shy now I'm focused like a hand can
Demoz say hello to the sand man
Gun pop, good god where your man layin'
See that bitch right there with the damn tan
Couple shots put the bitch in the damn van
Take her home put her in the zone
Dick like an L she gon put it to the dome
Wack DVDs all these niggas in the streets
Showing niggas where they live and their fridge and their chrome chrome
Nigga please, do you really think I'm gonna show a motherfucking nigga where I live at
Jeopardize where my wife and my kids at
Come home find my young bull kidnapped
Nigga hit that L that you had cause you motherfuckin crazy if you think I will
Pistol Gang to the day I hang
When I see my death I'm gonna keep it real
[Chorus]
You should make peace before we pull the peacemakers
I don't want the streets waking up the sleeping neighbours
I don't want police pacing up the streets later
But the killing has me feeling like a teenager
Sign your soul over, here's a blank piece of paper
I'll fill in the details, you can read it later
We should keep in contact, I may need a favour
It's not breach in contract, no releasing waivers
It's slavery and cheap labour, it's a decent bargain
It's monopoly, I'm landing on free parking
It's blood out here gotta keep my teeth sharpened
Gotta keep cream, gotta keep a green garden
You doing everything you can just to keep from starving
I'm Rastafarian and partying, usually with more than one darling
It's disheartening, bitches know I ain't Romeo or Prince Charming
The lyrics of "Carnival of Souls" by Demoz are filled with aggressive and violent imagery expressing frustration with the current state of hip-hop and society. In the first verse, Demoz boasts about his skills as a rapper and his willingness to use violence against perceived enemies, including members of the LGBTQ+ community. He also expresses his disdain for those who are not as driven as himself, accusing them of laziness and lacking dedication. The chorus serves as a call-out to those in the industry who are not authentic or true to themselves, with Demoz proclaiming that he and his rap group, Jedi Mind Tricks, are the real deal.
The second verse continues with Demoz's aggressive and violent themes, as he raps about his hatred for others and his tendency to use firearms to solve problems. He also claims that he is not affiliated with any gangs or criminal organizations, but he is still a part of his neighborhood and not afraid to defend himself or his loved ones. The final verse takes a darker look at the industry, suggesting that artists are being taken advantage of by record labels and forced into agreements that are akin to slavery.
The lyrics of "Carnival of Souls" are far from politically correct or socially acceptable, but they express the raw emotions of Demoz and his experiences growing up in a rough neighborhood. The song is a call to authenticity and dedication in an industry that often prizes money and fame over genuine talent.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm the ape in the cage getting more amazing with age
I'm a rapper who is getting better with age and I feel trapped in the industry.
AKs and grenades, matter fact I slay them with blades
I'm a skilled rapper who can defeat any opponent, whether they have guns or knives.
They blatantly gays, faggots in berets in parades
I don't respect gay people and I think they are weak and flamboyant.
And see my team is unbeatable, the stadium stage
My crew is unstoppable and we own the stage when we perform.
Basically crazed, walking circles pacing for days
I'm going insane from the pressures of the music industry and I'm stuck in a cycle of anxiety.
I'm basically dazed and lost inside a Satanist maze
I feel confused and trapped in a world of Satanism and darkness.
Face the brigade, I hate you and I pray you get AIDS
I despise my enemies and I hope they suffer from a deadly disease.
I go hard on hard beats, y'all too lazy to shave
I put a lot of effort into my music and my competitors are too lazy to compete with me.
Too lazy to bathe and so y'all hate on the god
My competitors are so lazy that they don't even take care of their personal hygiene and they hate on me.
I'm sick of y'all eating off the same plate as the god
I'm fed up with others trying to ride on my success and share in my accomplishments.
Y'all could never build or even conversate with the god
My competitors could never match my skills or hold an intelligent conversation with me.
You shooting guns off, I would bomb a nation for God
I'm willing to go to extreme measures for my religious beliefs, even if it means hurting others.
(I'm a suicide bomber) y'all don't want no confrontation with God
I'm a dangerous individual and others should avoid confronting me.
Y'all are swine-eaters, that's abomination to God
I consider those who eat pork to be sinners in the eyes of God.
So put some faith into God
I urge others to put their faith in God like I do.
I think we got a problem, take me out this fucking column
There's a problem with the music industry and I want out of it.
See all these phony actors, I don't like these phony rappers
I dislike all the fake people in the industry and especially the fake rappers.
Fuck all the story telling, I don't like these phony fables
I don't appreciate fake stories and lies in music.
You niggas sound like cable, fuck you and your fucking label
My competitors sound generic and unoriginal and I don't respect them or their record labels.
I think we got a problem, Vinnie Paz a fucking problem
I acknowledge that there's a problem with myself and my behavior.
Masterati I'm a problem, Jus Allah's a fucking problem
I'm acknowledging that my crew members are also problematic.
Criticism from critics but we don't fucking care
I don't care about the negative opinions of my critics.
All we hear is the drum beat and a fucking snare
We only care about the music and the beats, not the critics.
All I got is too much hate, not enough love
I have a lot of anger and hatred but I lack love and positivity in my life.
Too many plates, not enough grub too many snakes in the grass
I have too many responsibilities and not enough resources and there are many people in the industry who are fake and untrustworthy.
I gotta kill one cause the gun ain't got enough slugs
I have to take out one of my enemies because I don't have enough ammunition to take them all out.
Body under the belt, not enough blood
I've killed someone but they didn't bleed enough and it didn't feel satisfying.
Shotty under the shelf, not enough slugs
I don't have enough ammunition for my shotgun.
Yous a bitch you ain't gon do shit suck a dick
I insult those who oppose me and tell them to engage in sexual acts.
'Cause I been had your bitch in the lobby on drugs
I have control over the females in my life and I intoxicate them.
I ain't no plug, I ain't no snitch
I'm not a drug dealer or a tattletale.
I ain't no blood, I ain't no crip
I'm not affiliated with any gang.
Motherfuckin' hood where I be everyday
I live in the same neighborhood every day.
You don't like me come see me nigga I ain't no bitch
If someone doesn't like me, they can confront me and I won't back down.
? for the last man damn man
I don't understand why my competitors can't match my skills.
You could be the man what they said
Others may try to build up my enemies, but they can't compare to me.
So I focused on the damn plan
I'm concentrating on my goals and objectives.
Face straight like adjusting a handstand
I'm focused and ready to face whatever comes my way.
Used to be shy now I'm focused like a hand can
I used to be introverted but now I'm extroverted and ready to accomplish my goals.
Demoz say hello to the sand man
I'm acknowledging my alter ego and persona.
Gun pop, good god where your man layin'
I'm a violent person who leaves bodies in my wake.
See that bitch right there with the damn tan
I'm talking about a woman I find attractive.
Couple shots put the bitch in the damn van
I'm implying that I'm going to kidnap and/or harm her.
Take her home put her in the zone
I plan on sexually assaulting the woman I just mentioned.
Dick like an L she gon put it to the dome
I'm boasting about the size of my penis and how the woman will perform oral sex on me.
Wack DVDs all these niggas in the streets
I think other rappers are boring and unoriginal.
Showing niggas where they live and their fridge and their chrome chrome
I'm criticizing other's rappers for showing off their material possessions.
Nigga please, do you really think I'm gonna show a motherfucking nigga where I live at
I'm not going to reveal my personal information to others.
Jeopardize where my wife and my kids at
I don't want to put my family in danger by revealing my location.
Come home find my young bull kidnapped
I don't want to come home to find my kid missing.
Nigga hit that L that you had cause you motherfuckin crazy if you think I will
My enemies are delusional if they think I will reveal my private information.
Pistol Gang to the day I hang
I'm associating myself with a violent lifestyle and a gang mentality.
When I see my death I'm gonna keep it real
I plan on dying an authentic death.
You should make peace before we pull the peacemakers
I'm advising others to make amends before we start fighting with guns.
I don't want the streets waking up the sleeping neighbours
I don't want to bring attention to our violent behavior and cause a disturbance in the neighborhood.
I don't want police pacing up the streets later
I don't want the police to intervene or arrest us.
But the killing has me feeling like a teenager
I feel youthful and invigorated by the violence and killing that I participate in.
Sign your soul over, here's a blank piece of paper
I'm offering a deal that requires selling one's soul for fame and success.
I'll fill in the details, you can read it later
I will make the deal for you and you can read the details later.
We should keep in contact, I may need a favour
I'm suggesting that we should stay in touch and I might need help in the future.
It's not breach in contract, no releasing waivers
There won't be any legal violations or waivers that will cancel the deal.
It's slavery and cheap labour, it's a decent bargain
I'm admitting that my deal is like slavery and cheap labor, but it's still a good bargain.
It's monopoly, I'm landing on free parking
I'm benefiting from the industry like in a game of Monopoly, landing on free parking.
It's blood out here gotta keep my teeth sharpened
The music industry is violent, and I have to keep myself prepared for any situation.
Gotta keep cream, gotta keep a green garden
I have to keep making money and maintain my wealth and success.
You doing everything you can just to keep from starving
Others are struggling to make ends meet and earn money in the industry.
I'm Rastafarian and partying, usually with more than one darling
I'm a follower of the Rastafarian religion and like to party with multiple women.
It's disheartening, bitches know I ain't Romeo or Prince Charming
It's disappointing that women still want to be with me even though I'm not a gentleman or romantic partner.
Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Written by: BRENNAN MATHIS MIKLOS, JOSE VARGAS, TRAVIS JAMES BOSTICK, VINCENT LUVINER
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