Monster
(专辑: The Insane Asylum - 2013)
In the
nighttime, I
don't write rhymes I
killa Niggas rapping thinking that shit is cool, but the
fact is I
do this for reala Don't be caught at the
bus stop with no weapons Stuck if you gotta hit the
fence real quick then fucked if a
nigga bust in your section I'm from the
west coast where you never know when's your death day Blood niggas, and Crip niggas, and eses with the
wet thangs Little niggas thirteen years old taking knives to triple OGs and shit Everybody said "Fuck everybody" so now everybody put to sleeping shit Take another mission, I
will get offended if you do not make a
trip with me I
could be alone by myself where you do it for my health, but I
still represent for the B
All stay lit for the
brainsick Oh yeah we got Crip niggas too Oh yeah we got eses too Oh yeah we got Pirus too Mexican Disciples and the
Latin Kings, oh yeah we got Vice Lords too Indians and the
motorcycle gangs, oh yeah we got bikers too Motherfuckas that'll get ready up to mack, and then hunt ya Niggas who ain't ever playing, but how can you play when all they ever say is: "Nigga you a
monster" Everybody said "Fuck everybody" So now everybody put to sleeping shit From under the
bed Teeth up in your back Everybody said "Fuck everybody" So now everybody put to sleeping shit Behind you in the
dark Reaper to the
max Everybody said "Fuck everybody" So now everybody put to sleeping shit From under the
bed Teeth up in your back Everybody said "Fuck everybody" So now everybody put to sleeping shit (If flesh is best when bloody) Make a
mess, and yes it's funny You are death the
rest are running Your a
monster Fuck, we ain't feeling tasty It's reloading and relocating Stay strap down with some shit that'll cave your face in They try to knock me down, but I
won't fall Catch your ass in traffic, and I
bet your jaw get blowed off They say you blessed, and you're here for a
reason I
say "yup, yeah I
know that's to leave theses niggas bleedin'" Ain't no passes, just hundred round drums and caskets And amigos tattoos get burnt to ashes Block monster Baby hey whores and macks, and the
baby cater thing with the
Mickey Mouse trap Yeah I'm that double cinnamon rolls for you don't-knows Ain't no tapping out, this the
life I
chose That's why I'm every head busta favorite rap nigga Better ask the
streets if I'm a
motherfucking rap nigga And I
put the
wrap on the
chicken, put some wings on that bitch Have my niggas that'll stay trill Trill up they label me the
accurate Cause where I
be at Logan avenue it's crawling with goons with pap-bats It's scary walking to school where there's dudes with blue flags Come through and clack-clack at any nigga standing around when the
shit bracks Soft he's dead ghost like the
walking dead cause of the
homeboys I'm here walking with But to get infected they will write you lead It's in your head with the
can sted So inevitably I'm an LPB It's your destiny where you from around my street Get brainwashed by your double OGs by the
time you turn twelve you a
B-L-double O-D Rob Zombie like shit, Stephen King'll write this trip How I
live, shave a
niggas wig with the
forty-six I
was suppose to kick it back for my nigga kill out with his bitch Round here niggas can't flip that's a
urban survival tip Labeled a
terrorist since the
gang put me on that list Can't get a
job, can't leave the
town, so a
nigga's bound to risk Psychologically made me an animal, I
even shoot at a
bitch So to keep from being locked up, I
lay low like the
lochness Cause it's hard being around niggas that act like mar guai when they wet. triv