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Monster

Twiztid

Independent's Day

the gall to give it away 
To ya moms and pops in a box marked remains

Blood Stains these veins in a way that I can only explain as insane
The world's gonna

Last Song

Looptroop

The Struggle Continues

2002

all I got left to live is ten seconds
The clock's ticking, this could be my last song
My last will if you will before I pass on
I'd like to pass

a bhad face
I'm fucked up I'm mad laced
Love's hell that's a bad place
You see me I'm a fuckin clown
Suicidal wanna bust a round
No love in this fuckin

speak with the flame
I make these clowns shudder
When speaking my name
It's only a song
But it's never a game
Keep your head down
And you will remain

had no one to call
And I was out here by myself
Tryna deal with all this pain
And now I need a straight jacket
Cuz you made me go insane
And now I'm

my fits they the most fly but you can still try
Black chrome heart tee, big shoes Balenciaga
Yeah you can't outdress me, every song I tell a saga

down
All of this bullshit 
Just weighing me down
Smile in my face do I look like a clown
Say they around 
But they pitchers on mounds
Everyday I expect

haters faces getting red like a daredevil
In Trinidad you getting too much fight down
So I go use the streets just for them to hear my song
Muthafuckas

Check out the drip
I’m sponsored by nike
My money crip
Might cop me an Audi
She call me bane
Cause I break her back
I’m switching lanes
Backseat got

when I flex
Cause I don't say shit to you clowns nor do I make sense l guess like blind text
Hold on
I'm coming for brains to dissect cause I seem to be

keep these pills down
Going insane now
Jump in front of a snowplow
Call me a clown
But a year from now 
I'll still be around
Try'n to turn my life around

I picture paint
I always put it in my songs I'm in sync
Mane These niggas try'd to tell me that I been insane like Franklin saint
I trap all day
I

practice daily
By the grace of god, I'll be the same when I'm eighty
It's the O.A.P with cheddar in his pipe again
Set alight the mic and then pass it to my

shit is insane
Making a song everyday, so much has changed
From making the beats now I'm spittin'
Pen to the paper it's written don't care what they say

been flyin by I need my ink to be my link
My only form of therapy is shit that makes me think
My daughters almost three and I feel like I just blinked 
I

an abortion
What’s on your nose
I guess it snows when it rains
I’m about to go insane because bro you got no game
This song has no name
You just like to grow

But a foul love has he gained for the game;
Playing Jay's songs is insane! Wait!
Here's a colloquy - did his brace break?
Did the race wait? did he play

Pour one to dodge the shame
Light one up so I can feel great
But then I come down and I'm back to the same
And I rinse and repeat until I am insane
Fiend

back was on the teacher
I was the class clown

Crying out for help to all my brothers
They ain't know that sound

Next time y'all talk bad on me
I'm gone

to return
Return to the throne,
It's a song and the flow
We the goats of this grove,
It's our time to grow
Yo be in the show (Broadway)
We are not alone,
I'm

restraints
I've been locked in hospitals with
Folks that are really insane
I didn't ever hurt nobody
Maybe sometimes myself
And I didn't ever tell nobody
How

Why lie, I try but I’d rather be left alone

Well if it isn’t that
OG smoking purple potion
Soulo Ho, so much commotion
I wrote songs with so much

Yeah
Sometimes I just get to zonin'
N' random thoughts pop in my head
But they won't be in song format no type of order
It'll be real life shit
Just

think 
Stuck In a daze hardly blink
And I wanna right wrongs as I write my songs
Asking one by one do you accept my apology 
If i burned every bridge