Issue No 108 Monsters Lyrics
MONSTERS by Issue No. 108
[Mike:]
I'm Supa Raw like pay this man
Chillin' watching Anchorman
Practicing this rap shit like ooh we might not be hitting stains again
Whole 197 go crazy, damn
What the fuck muhfuckas be tahm bout, bitch
Not finna fuck me, get the fuck out
I'm up now, my money can't run out
They run outs, we jump routes, gotta take that
Got a face tat, got the game back
That's squad, me and squad go way back
Got clouds you would think I made that
She fuck me, told you she ain't like that
Grandma crib, she was playing with the iPad
At my crib with the guys, finna get faded
Till hand turn white, I'm just saying
That shit just life, fuck a opp
You could tell'em slide, we 100
They telling lies, 197 bust all us ridin'
The yellow bus, we be flying
Off hella kush, I be fried
I got hella kush, I be plugged
Shorty with that shit that's my brother
Y'all bitches hate y'all, they love us
We really be doing numbers
I really don't fuck with niggas
Be tryna fuck with they mothers
The Monster back, fuck Obama
The Other one back, I'm rapping
These niggas say they be getting it
So why the fuck they ain't got it
Like why the fuck I'm the hottest
Ionno, I wish I did
But it's raw, cause my niggas need that
I love'em, they like my kids
Off the shit, only the stain, I might be OT$ for real
Off the shit, only the stain, like yeah I'm OT$ for real you #philme
[Frank:] ' 2 x Hook:
MONSTERS, MONSTERS, coming for your stash
Don't smoke crack I hit that zan
When I spit in your hand I never hold shit back
Chi Town All Up On My Back
Chi Town All Up On My Back
Riding in the scraper finna make'em go
[Scream] (Nicki)
[Frank:]
We are not one in the same
Look at my teeth bitch, see these fangs
Banging with the ballers and adderalics, all in the same
We abolish your brains, polished off and lick the blade
Know it and I rock with the lot of the Glock-cocked, cop-poppin gang without a fuckin gold chain
Fuck your fame, said that I'mma be a disgrace
Graced with A Milli hands up, all in first place
Hands up to the Gods, keep shit Based
Name finna insight fright in place
Haa, y'all ain't more than I can manage
But the Village got you banished and you standing in MySpace
Jaw drop in the Sprite
Middle finger to the Opps, eat a dick or a knife on life
Sam&...Villa be the illest on site
Move swift with the night, get bit once, aight
Get smoke full of dope so black
Get smacked, all raps is overloaded and stacked
I'll locomotive a cap into your muhfuckin' sack
Break backs off synthetic and peddled fake crack
We the muhfucking MONSTERS
Better stand up, hands up at the concert
Honor ballers so displaced
Now the lames is all erased
Adderaulics out of place and now we LDRS of the state
Broke hella chains and I'll break your face think shit aboutta keep riff raff in place?
Nah
[2 x Hook:]
I'm Supa Raw like pay this man
Chillin' watching Anchorman
Practicing this rap shit like ooh we might not be hitting stains again
Whole 197 go crazy, damn
What the fuck muhfuckas be tahm bout, bitch
Not finna fuck me, get the fuck out
I'm up now, my money can't run out
They run outs, we jump routes, gotta take that
Got a face tat, got the game back
That's squad, me and squad go way back
Got clouds you would think I made that
She fuck me, told you she ain't like that
Grandma crib, she was playing with the iPad
At my crib with the guys, finna get faded
Till hand turn white, I'm just saying
That shit just life, fuck a opp
You could tell'em slide, we 100
They telling lies, 197 bust all us ridin'
The yellow bus, we be flying
Off hella kush, I be fried
I got hella kush, I be plugged
Shorty with that shit that's my brother
Y'all bitches hate y'all, they love us
We really be doing numbers
I really don't fuck with niggas
Be tryna fuck with they mothers
The Monster back, fuck Obama
The Other one back, I'm rapping
These niggas say they be getting it
So why the fuck they ain't got it
Like why the fuck I'm the hottest
Ionno, I wish I did
But it's raw, cause my niggas need that
I love'em, they like my kids
Off the shit, only the stain, I might be OT$ for real
Off the shit, only the stain, like yeah I'm OT$ for real you #philme
[Frank:] ' 2 x Hook:
MONSTERS, MONSTERS, coming for your stash
Don't smoke crack I hit that zan
When I spit in your hand I never hold shit back
Chi Town All Up On My Back
Chi Town All Up On My Back
Riding in the scraper finna make'em go
[Scream] (Nicki)
[Frank:]
We are not one in the same
Look at my teeth bitch, see these fangs
Banging with the ballers and adderalics, all in the same
We abolish your brains, polished off and lick the blade
Know it and I rock with the lot of the Glock-cocked, cop-poppin gang without a fuckin gold chain
Fuck your fame, said that I'mma be a disgrace
Graced with A Milli hands up, all in first place
Hands up to the Gods, keep shit Based
Name finna insight fright in place
Haa, y'all ain't more than I can manage
But the Village got you banished and you standing in MySpace
Jaw drop in the Sprite
Middle finger to the Opps, eat a dick or a knife on life
Sam&...Villa be the illest on site
Move swift with the night, get bit once, aight
Get smoke full of dope so black
Get smacked, all raps is overloaded and stacked
I'll locomotive a cap into your muhfuckin' sack
Break backs off synthetic and peddled fake crack
We the muhfucking MONSTERS
Better stand up, hands up at the concert
Honor ballers so displaced
Now the lames is all erased
Adderaulics out of place and now we LDRS of the state
Broke hella chains and I'll break your face think shit aboutta keep riff raff in place?
Nah
[2 x Hook:]