Lyrics:
(hey, hey)
Monster Seeking Monster
(hey, hey)
The full moon stays obscured by clouds
And the ghouls and the ghosts
Are haunting the town
Under the stairs
me of the crimes
Unanswered schemes
Filled us with false dreams
Thought I had a full deck you had the other half
All boxed in took me on a higher path
Northside has entered the establishment
Can all rise to their feet for the new face of the rap game
Man my nigga over here looking like the fish from
the death,
That pride be the fein that you need got you struggling for breath
See pride make a nigga leave home at 17 fits the scope
He got smoked taken by
only God brings gifts
That are perfect, and by perfect I mean engineered for me
I can't go from a Rolls Royce, back down to a Grand Prix
Even if it's
in the bedroom by lovers to describe parts of the body,
And physical activities,
They are very proper indeed, and they distinctly enhance sex.
Overhaul
Man I been hustling and I been struggling
But I swear to god that shit is so humbling
I don’t depend on no help from the government
They let they
dreaming at you
And I know you are dreaming at me
Now I'm hollow and I'm empty while the others
They are full up to the brim
And I don't begrudge you,
asked me
Are you in tune with THE BAKER?
And the amounts, all measurements make?
I told her, I'm THE BAKER'S man
And you & I, we can play patty cake
and that's a fact
That's why I do what Ephesians 6, 14-17 says to do
Put on the full armor of God for defense, but take up the sword of the spirit which is
you do
Oh it's a sweet mystery to me
Little boy that my mama knew
Became a full grown man
I live my life like you taught me to
You know I try
the clear vision of mighty Doom sower!
People full of hatred
Leading everyone´s life to Hell
How long has it been so?
From the dawn of Man I can tell!
now
I don't claim to be a wise man
When my heart is full of doubts I'll leave it up to You
I know that you hold me
Hold me together in the hollow
so
Telescope on top of the flamer, like Galileo
I was walking through Mars with
A pocket full of stars
Tryna think of new bars for
The Army
I lost, tell the truth
"Maroon!" feeds the hypeness in my psyche tonight
I watch the whites full delight from my second class life
But in a land
I asked my neighbor what time is it
Time you know you can't get it back
What's a man anyhow
If not alone collecting facts
Well I am loved
yet kept cult sect endures to the end and brim of time
Go forth and cast your nets into the seas of acid
Diverged are thee from the path that was once
The moonlight whispers
In the dark of the skies
Leon and Harry
Friends since before they could say the word 'friend'
Two sides of the same coin
Two-man
to the past, it was all happening fast
We glorified coke and smoking crack in a glass
When b-boys danced to the latest jam
You could say this man was
bullshit
My best rhymes rank like a tec-9 with a full clip
I'm funky as hell, since I rock the twelve inch
And now fakes imitate the great like Elvis
Oh
A simple man had the strangest dream
He stood in a garden of flowers
That overlooked the sea
And there sailing by
Were his truth and his lies
true players know the science
and those that's behind me be the Giants
while y'all are Jets
last place niggas minor threats
stay on the move till it's
Brownsville's the place where crews seem the livest
Cops get knocked down, body counts only risin'
Them streets look full to ya, villains look poor to ya
Them
The prowling demons side by side
The final proof that death is life
The reapers army built to kill a tragic return to our world
I can see the terror
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