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alexx cloud - monster lyrics

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intro

ahh yeah, man this sh-t feel so good
and i ain’t f-ckin wit diablo x2

verse 1

ayo they told me be patient because my timing will come
my third eye’s illuminated and aligned with the sun
that means i’m high with this vibrancy my disciples have won
just to go and put down that bible and pick up rifles and guns
i spit that trifling pain as i’m flapping vicodin gums
i’m wishing pain on my rivals cuz they debate my arrival
just m-st-rb-t- on that p-ssy as i just pray on survival
i’m not a k!ller don’t push me
(aye motha f-cka don’t you dare push me dog)
and i appreciate you my g
i got yo back in any jungle like jumangi
said they ready for war but they ain’t ready for it i’m that vato raised from the concrete
everybody’s eyebrows on fleek
and when it come to confrontation p-ss-es ovulating
we just skip the conversation
me and you got no relation then we be like miami coaches boy we draw heat
(buck buck)
i hope you only find peace
and maybe find pieces of body parts in ya white tee
covered in violet, violence is the dialect
i am the piolet hoping you die again diagon alley i’m harry potter on vicodin
this enlightenment’s powerful i just pick up the pencil and instrumental i’m writing
(ah)
like d-mn how you do that sh-t
we like a furniture company how we move that sh-t

verse 2

and i don’t get high no more
i’m octane, i’m high off pain
i’m in the clouds, i wipe off rain
i vibe off change, i fight off lames
you uhhh
f-ckin snake, you python brains
i wish you wood, then board this plane
abort this child, you ain’t my son
cuz i’m like aids, you don’t want none
i don’t behave, you like this style then come get some
this rap my job, but i still have funnn
i gotta big nose ya i’m bout to blow up out it
all i know is you the wrong way to go about it
had em lookin at me tryna pick em out the pocket
opened up for bubba sparxx and i’ma show about it
all this pain and f-ckin violence you know about it
so you know i had to go and spit a flow about it
this my adolescence i’ma f-ckin grow up out it
i’m hopin they don’t really know about it
i take a drag of the square, i ain’t havin affairs
no cheatin
that means this verse is platinum rare
i used to keep a sack of the dank as i was packin a pipe
but that was way, back in the day when the crack was in sight
and then i, started to pray with a p-ssion to fight
what can i say it’s like the p-ssion of christ so don’t cross me
boy i swear i’m wrappin it tight
like emotional baggage that was stuffed on the back of the flight
(and that’s frequent)
i’m in the cut like i’m stabbing a knife
and the f-ggots be in the back laughin like i’m having a bright future
boy you can’t imagine what this savage is like
when ya own mama don’t want you its a damagin life
i got trust issues, i got mommy issues
i’m sick of this abandonment life
i don’t really know what a familys like
me and the motha f-ckin devil going at it tonight it’s like whoa!

verse 3

it’s like why god
everytime i gotta look up to the sky god
i keep feel it when you look me in the eye god
i really miss my girl ain’t gotta lie god
like sh-t i kinda wanna get high god
but i know i can’t i don’t wanna die god
so let bigons be bigons
my favorite rappers is dy-lon and dy-lon
don’t get it backwards like flamingos knees
i been the sh-t since jynco jeans, yo that’s a long time
put that green dot to yo face like you be online
(uh, thats a facebook bar)
one hit of crack will leave you ringing like a phone
with this rap ya i think i hit a gold mine
the devil be wantin they f-cki soul i ain’t sold mine
sh-t, he even wanted me to co-sign
but that was way back in 09′



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