x-ray - blindfold lyrics
x-ray da mindbenda ft. monsta island czars (ft. megalon, kong, and rodan) – “blindfold”
[emcee(s): megalon, kong, and rodan]
[producer(s): x-ray da mindbenda]
[additional vocals/hook: kamackeris]
[verse 1: megalon]
the beginning of
the end begins, but, then again, women and men with engines
and their systems, is it a sin? christians repentant
then are sent to prisons again. [?]
life after death in heaven give ‘em strength. for instance
i’m hearing my mans clinton getting bent so they can plant
strong seeds and women to live again. i’m like gilligan
trapped on riker’s island innocent. in a minute
clinton pens militant. a million men, women
who spend life in prison for k!lling ‘em cops—it’s k!lling ‘em, in a sense
my voice is an instrument in a sentence, where black women
lynched, but, now and then, them crackers feeling him k!ll ‘em and k!ll ‘em
again
[hook: kong, megalon, rodan, and (kamackeris)]
(here we go again)
[kong]
coming again with the mask on to get that blast on
the gat’s warm, you won’t last long (k!ll and k!ll again)
[megalon]
[?]
pistol-whip you n-ggas [?] (k!llers to the end)
[rodan]
these raps form, monsta island godbody, divine spine used
to let multiples divide and get your math wrong ‘cause
[kamackeris]
we don’t give a f-ck, y’all, we don’t give a f-ck, y’all
we don’t give a f-ck, y’all, we don’t give a f-ck
[verse 2: kong]
surprise, n-gga. who the f-ck is chaka kong? the rapping
don packing arms. i’m wild enough to blacken nam
ape with bananas with them cannons matching bandanas
in atlanta, get mine, f-ck gamma banana clips, grammar
blao, plant ‘em, shimmy down your chimney, then we strip, flash
the semi—“give me”—then i’m out in a minute. plenty
henny mixtures, rémy’s in me. f-ck detox [?]
[?] through sleeves pulled back, kong the tank-top
full-metal jacket in a jacket, jack on the back
door, backdoor chiropractor, that raw
got a gas door, sell and hustle, scrambling any type
of manufacture. regardless who your squad’ll trigger
my slaughter turn big dog to jogger, blood slug
open your cheek backdoor, widen, the force of it garages
laid up, dazed up, ready to bake a cake up for your
plate or get your weight up
[hook: kong, megalon, rodan, and (kamackeris)]
(here we go again)
[kong]
coming again with the mask on to get that blast on
the gat’s warm, you won’t last long (k!ll and k!ll again)
[megalon]
[?]
pistol-whip you n-ggas [?] (k!llers to the end)
[rodan]
these raps form, monsta island godbody, divine spine used
to let multiples divide and get your math wrong ‘cause
[kamackeris]
we don’t give a f-ck, y’all, we don’t give a f-ck, y’all
we don’t give a f-ck, y’all, we don’t give a f-ck
[verse 3: megalon and kong]
[megalon]
soon as
the world stars tommy in the dark with an army and an ox
like the mardi gras, body parts scarred, war marks, sharp
pains, warlords with cold hearts [?] on all
fours, dogs bark, let the shottie spark
bacardi dark party in the park
[kong]
imagine me
spazzing, backspin on broken gl-sses, ride like
aladdin clapping a mac-10, s-x janet, didn’t
give her jack, son. toni braxton spazzing -ss
it’s ‘cause she had some while i’m laughing. kong the idi-
-otic, psychotic rhyme slow, intelligent, and final
smack the elephant, slam the rhino simul-
-taneous gin-buyer p-ssing, backflipping
over entire empire state buildings
[verse 4: rodan]
soak in osaka, popping .45-caliber glocks, got you
leaking, cracking you open like pandora’s box
eternal, keep balance like the vernal equinox
temples in the sun built from steel bricks and writer’s blocks
lyrically unorthodox and deep like pluto, back-
-cracking, spine-snapping like chiropractical or judo
to satisfy the att-tude, still show grat-tude. monsta
island cover the globe like lines of longitude and lat-tude
[hook: kong, megalon, rodan, and (kamackeris)]
(here we go again)
[kong]
coming again with the mask on to get that blast on
the gat’s warm, you won’t last long (k!ll and k!ll again)
[megalon]
[?]
pistol-whip you n-ggas [?] (k!llers to the end)
[rodan]
these raps form, monsta island godbody, divine spine used
to let multiples divide and get your math wrong ‘cause
[kamackeris]
we don’t give a f-ck, y’all, we don’t give a f-ck, y’all
we don’t give a f-ck, y’all, we don’t give a f-ck
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