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the meat
Cut some bitch off your back to eat I'm vegan
I'm seething
Baby tooth monster I'm teething
I'm squeezing
No trigger, hitta
Tryna make 7, 8, 9 big

spazz like pronto You dont want beef knock the meat out your taco They call me Big Homie cuz im the Head Honcho Get the pack in today it be gone by

Royale? You've got it pal
With fingers like projectiles
Make the boss infantile
These monsters hail from the dread
They've come to take your head
May God

somewhere
I just want to be somebody
It's time to wake up my God
If one more person compares me to Mike Todd
It's cute but I can't stand the comparison
His

it I am so talented I can brag about it
But don't get too riled up or get in your bag about it
Coz by tomorrow my head'll find a new way to doubt him

Out of work, in at nine, out at five
On your mind all the time
Call my line, hotline, hotline, hotline
America online all night
Drink a Monster, grab

Surrounded by woes
Taking up a notcher we going outta this world
Taking us up outta here I suppose
Wild life don't let undergo
Now you know
Now you know

Down

kill you again and
Again and again for the record
If you're feeling kinda froggy and you jump
You'll get dissected i'm a monster
Throwing concerts full

Responsibility success to me
Only seize the throne if it earned by me
Not a soul living that’ll be stopping me
I’ve always dreamed big with a legacy
Cast myself

I promise most of these rappers is fake
Last nigga fronted in the club got
His head cracked with a 8th
I know that was a 16 but fuck that
When I rap I

I'm a new soul, cold-blooded monster
Vibin' to the radio like a rockstar Shootin' it through like an all-star
Tellin' my mama I'm a rap star 8-16,

monsters in your head

Craft eye of ender return to sender
How many eyes do you need to render
Fill up the portal and jump on in and
Hope and pray that you

I'm glad that I was born
Surmissed by a telephone
Why get, get the camera off my face
S.N. for security name

I lie down here
So keep me up three

Eaten alive by dead memories tearing away at my soul
I hope I can get through the madness I'm facing
I can't get through the day without wanting

Cold, Dark, and Empty

Vinnie Paz

God of the Serengeti

2012

bundles
You don't understand struggle? I'll rob you for your gun tool
I'm barkin' on police, monster on the beats
Got a chop it in the car? Gotta chop it

blast brains all over this atmosphere
Am I speakin loud and clear it is I your gonna fear
Go head little Bambi go on back to mama deer
You weren't made

around show you I need some mo
Always livin' lavish, yet I be dressin' in thrifted clothes
I got monsters livin' inside my head and they need to go
Shit's

the physical
Get rid of anything
That he could ridicule
Head been too big
But I know that I'm minuscule
Humble myself
And don't care bout the visuals
Actions are

Expensive I can tell just by your image (ohhh)
Killing all of these bitches in Givenchy, head to toe

Bossed up bitch , she been down on her campaign 
Out

the 39
Thieves in a beat spores of a warm Helvetica
Brown proper for the
Odd gutter monster propped
On the teleprompter
Wild blue yonder blue in the face

Why They

Cam'ron

Public Enemy #1

2007

the way niggaz stick to me no homo


Harlem 100 million dollars lovely dame and big
Shots to like wayne and big
No need explain yah dig
Somone come claim

performing
What you know bout getting head
While writing a song
I'm brainstorming
I can rap on any beat, nka ke etsa le maskandi
Fanbase full of baby girls,

got enough throttle
To rewrite my history
These monsters under my bed
Hell they're all in my head
It ain't no mystery
But, here in my mind
I keep

braids that made men monsters
Dragged me back to "afraid" era, still feeling imposter
And by the time I wrote "how lame!" I hadn't talked to Jared in years