Bukshot, First Degree The D.E., Krizz Kaliko, Tech N9ne - Monster lyrics

I can make these motherfuckers
Disappear like David Blaine
And like a George Romero movie
Watch ‘em lose their brains
Everybody run for cover when
Them choppers aim
That’s how the shit goes every time
You cross The Mob and Strange

Good evening
We're glad you could join us for the
Season finale of Monster on
Tonight’s creaturific episode
We will be showcasing three of the
Most unique and bizarre monsters on
The planet we have delved down into
The darkest and deepest depths
Of the shadows to bring these monstrosities
Together for our final episode
Of the season tonight’s monsters are
Some of the most


Vile and cunning creatures known on
The planet in our first
Cage, some call him The Genius, The Spider K
Krizz Kaliko

Part of me’s monster
The other half haunts ya
It teases and taunts ya
Darkness do what it wants to
See the Hades are loving ya
Babies cry when they look at ya
And I be the bad wolf in the
Book that ain't good for ya now
See the creature feature that's
Far hotter than ether
Hard on the beaver (ah ha)
I'm a meat cleaver and I season
The tasty treat before I
Go deep deep but you squeaked
In the meat sink
In the pink and I eat it even if it
Did stink after that then I'm growling at ya
What we're piling at ya
I'm a monster, what did ya think
The act bad?
Everywhere I look, look like I look mad
I ice grill 'em
Might spill out your guts for
Little or next to nothing (ha)
You think I'm huffing puffing I'll blow
Down your house ain't bluffing (ah ha)
Then knock the stuffin' out your
Egg Mcmuffin if you're toughened (waa)
Prey on the weak without blinking
Stay on the beat without thinking
Off of my seat when I'm drinking
Feast on breezies on the weekend
And with that attitude it
Don't even matter dude
I batter fools, monster
Stretched out like latitude

I'm inside yo closet, I'm under yo bed
I am in yo basement, I am in yo head
They want someone to blame for
Causing all this drama
They call us many names but
You can call us monster

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In cage number two, we have the
Juggernaut, The Hunter, The Weirdo himself
Bukshot

They cannot assess or comprehend what
They are dealing with
I came from another planet
There's no way to fathom this
I promise you the boogeyman is real
He does exist i'll come through yo city and
Rob everybody like the Grinch
Every choice under the head
Done make us vindicated
The time has come to shut yo
Business down and liquidate it
What you know about the snake and the bat?
Together with the skull now put
The clip in the strap
Travis told me these rappers are
Mad and they full
Of that hate and they want our bread
These rappers are gonna be sad when these
Killers snap and they paint you red
I'll be damned if these bitches
Take mine and shit
That's why we come with buckshots
And TEC-9s and shit (cha)
I am not a friend of yours
I'm just like a Decepticon on a dime
I can shoot you in yo back like Megatron
Welcome to the misery, anticipate the trauma
Messy, grisly, deadly, monster

I'm inside yo closet, I'm under yo bed
I am in yo basement, I am in yo head
They want someone to blame for
Causing all this drama
They call us many names but
You can call us monster

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In cage number three we have the Kansas
City King, The King of Darkness, tech N9ne

Niggas think they beastly (cha)
Claiming that they Voorhees
Don't make me unleash me (cha)
Drop you down to your knees
Tecca Nina's story is gory
Another one of marketable orgies (cha)
That’s what your whore needs (cha) nina
I come antagonistic (cha)
All of you feminine fags are missing (cha)
This line is really gonna grab the rickets
(cha)
Busting bitches back, we bad, we bigot (cha)
Anybody think they gon' tame the monster
Ha-ca-ca-ca-ca we Strange, we conquer
Pop 'em up in pitiful pain for mama (cha)
I'll put a stop to yo game Willy Wonka (cha)
Gotta be speaking my mind, now hush now (cha)
Better be sick, only rhyme we bustler (cha)
Hit a bitch quick from behind leave nut spots
(cha) when he find out that he
Rhymes we touch Glocks (cha)
Hit 'em with evil design, we snuffed Hops
(cha)
Never got locked up and fined enough cops
(cha)
Now you know push and rewind the bluff stops
(cha)
Better not fuck with T N9ne and Bukshot (cha)
From KC to Louisville (cha)
We crazy we truly ill
Other rappers are booty
We spit like a tooly when moody
Here's a fool and he shoot he kill (cha)
Strange and MOB style we the Gods now
Leaving niggas missing like Toowoomba pasta
You don't wanna enter the Funkra (cha)
When you look at the
Nina resembling a monster

I'm inside yo closet, I'm under yo bed
I am in yo basement, I am in yo head
They want someone to blame for
Causing all this drama
They call us many names but
You can call us monster

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