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Monsters have run inside of me
From my birth on sour ground
Demons swimming my bloodstream
Festering without a sound

Dead inside
You are the bull

The Cremation of Sam McGee

The Cremation of Sam McGee
(Robert W. Service)

There are strange things done 'neath the midnight sun
by the men who moil

each other
Wait what

Why do you swim to hunt for your prey
You should swim to attack men on two legs
Why do you swim around the pond all day
We only eat

will never find no synergy
By hiding and denying all these aspects of our life

Cause it gets brighter in time
The monsters in the closet often disappear

how far we advance
And we're blowin' up enough now to cost you your chance
Fuck your number one record, I'm a monster on wax
You the number one

Tormented in my sleep
Eyes shut and the devil creeps out from my head
A manifestation of dread
Hanging on by a thread
Ceaselessly wishing I was dead

Lost in your arms again
Lost in the waves

Standing by a river got me caught up in my dreams
Caught in-between, rough undercurrent in the stream
This

Sticks and stones you broke no bones
And I'll cover the tracks with a hastening sound

Plucking red feathers and pulling red skin
Sucking the poison

Dead men float while the rest of us drown
'Til they're burned by the acid rain in the clouds
Normalized chaos to keep us insane
Bones will crack

O.V.

Three 6 Mafia

Choices: The Album

2001

know your click is full of wussies
When you walk by you smell like pussies
You niggaz ain't killa to fuck with godzilla
Monsters, Villans fo real

even matters no more

Most men to her
Ain't nothing but dogs and whores 

One night she met a dude
She thought she'll really adore

He said he wanted

Now you know, I've got monsters in my attic
But what you may not know is that Rolley
Got a group of them to jump in and out of any thought that I

you
Pussy
And if you ask me, i feel just like I'm the prime 50
Cuz even when surrounded by many men, im shifty
I'll be waiting at the top for ya lame

Peering into darkness
A monster lurks below
A blood red gaze
That strikes fear and dread

Oh weaver of mankind's fate
We request your presence in

Homicide

LL Cool J

G.O.A.T. Featuring James T. Smith: The Greatest of All Time

2000

threw her on the floor
Choked her to death so she don't scream no more
He need some white chocolate, he feel it in his bones
He heard she refinanced

your inner monster up
Today the day Embrace the dark
Today i'll make your soul starve

So let's Feed the holy fire
By witches and messiahs
Now you hurt

people that I trust
The result is how I throw my hands if I really must
I could beat up all your men
I would beat em by mile
Lay a hand on one of my own
If

dirty got me scared dawg
You gonna straight I got ya back in case your bread fall
Some days i'ma monster
Handling business got me creeping right beside ya

You've got time but everybody says it passes you by

Don't go thinking that's how it has to be

You'll ask why and learn by breaking your bones 

It'll all

these rocks this creek?
 Raton Canyon by name pours
 Coyote leaves & old Pomo bones
& old dust of Tomahawks
  into your angler'd maw 
  My salt maw shall

there's action you missing
Sorry I missed it
When ladies turned to niggas
And men became bitches
You pussyless women
And if this describes you
Then I want

Vicarious

Tool

10,000 Days

2006

la, la-la-lie
La, la, la, la, la, la-la-lie
La, la, la, la, la, la-la-lie

Credulous at best
Your desire to believe in
Angels in the hearts of men

niggas in a super traps
Man we gotta get it, have it by Sunday
If it ain't by Sunday
We gon' get it Monday
If it ain't by Tuesday
Then it's fucking

you were reanimated)
I'd stick by your side
If you were a monster, I'd be your bride
Axe on the floor, a pariah
Set all my poetry books on fire
Eat you