Rodan - Ruler Of Day And Night lyrics

Rodan - "Ruler Of Day And Night"

Monstas come on

In these streets
Eating and breathing, believing
Keeping these devils bleeding
Leaving these snitches sleeping with
The fish-eyed heathens stringing ‘em up
Now we’re first-stringing like Willie Beamens
Odds and evens, rhyme to reasons, winter
Spring summer, fall
The Earth revolve freak of natures like
Fifth seasons born with the ability to speak
Leapt out the womb grown
Prophecies and predictions
Full moon blown on the grade-A, New York City
Skyline look like a silhouetted
Giant tombstone
Eternally marked final resting place
Of fake gold


And fools’ bones ‘Til that fateful day
We got the
Next-school sewn with common threads
A golden line of pharmaceuticals
Mechanics that’s irrefutable
Immoveable and immutable like
The sweet science
Of pugilism at the same moment
Both brutal and beautiful
Unusual suspects color combined
The divine with the subhuman
Sublime communion
E pluribus unum next time, find me
Communicating with Fidel Castro
Went from smoking
Newports to smoking Cubans whoo!
Rodan on your mind
He’s the Ruler Of Day And Night
Up under moonlights under the moonlights
Rodan’s so divine
He’s the Ruler Of Day And Night
Up under moonlights under the moonlights

We perform the rites of passage with
The proud biochemistry, saying
Motherfuck a February one day
On the calendar?
That ain’t Black History learnt the
One to Ninety-Nine composition
Like Huff and Gamble representing
The best examples
Of firepower, Pearl handle, DJs behind
The wheels for the quick getaways
We never clear the samples
Deescalate the scandals
Current situation markets
Radio popstar sound-alikes looking retarded
Who started this fucking garbage? Was
It the artist or the greedy, faggot-ass
Corporate-office oligarchist? It ain’t
Fucking hard to tell which
Group’s got benefit's
Extending the farthest? Which group got
Members in the millions
Still starving? Becomes the difference
So add
The distinction when measuring the distance
Of a motley crew
Of perpetrators that critiqued every sentence
Water’s broken
Rarely thought-provoking and barely piqued
Any interest keep bohemians caught up
In the rapture of my urban rhapsody
Masturbation
On track, caught feeling myself like, "Pfft
I’ma motherfucking rap so deep, but…"
Rodan on your mind
He’s the Ruler Of Day And Night
Up under moonlights under the moonlights
Rodan’s so divine
He’s the Ruler Of Day And Night
Up under moonlights under the moonlights

National
Geographic cats ran up on the fat rap bastard
Lit his jungle asphalt
Left his camp plastered
Time to bag up the bad habit like a biohazard
Ashes scattered
And buried the headless carcass in a
Black casket, matched your rap, crappy gats
Mastered just for a couple of
Rocks told you motherfuckers
I ain’t playing i knuckle up a lot
Quick to bust a block
You faggots really need to stop sucking cock
Free advice from Pope Moreau AKA Dr love
Who snuff a cop with the audacity to say
That Theophany is a classic
With only ten thousand
On the first go-round
But when a mighty oak tree fall
In the forest and no one is there to see
Does it still make a sound? By the very
Nature of the inquisition
Question’s loaded with tricks like
"Which one of these
Weighs more: a brick of trees
Or a pound of bricks?"
Prioritize and execute speed beats strength
And timing beats speed map the equation
The right amount of swift force
Make for perfect time management
Wise historians take heed global languages
Written in bloody hieroglyphics
For the hematologist to read
Monstas come on what?