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Verse One:
I'm a monster, creature of the moonlight
Flow so tight, you couldn't move it with the jaws of life.
I'm a tell you something, just might save your life.
Rn into a cat like me, run for your life.
When it's game time, I'm looking like Kobe
Ya looking at the leader- captain of the O.G.s
Spittin' like I got a bad taste in my mouth.
Not above getting savage and running in ya house.
Big guns, long glips, short fuse- if ya'll cats running lip.
I'm not for the games, not for the playing.
Show up on ya block AKs is what I'm spraying.
I'm all about the love, but I'm just saying
Play me for a chump, now you somewhere decaying.
Yeah.. ya boy go so hard
I'm bustin on these cats, you would think I'm a porn star.
Verse Two:
Now I'm international, switching lanes,
in a foreign whip, and I'm bumpin' Jadakiss
Blue cap and the cris, got me speaking with a lisp.
Nautica mind set, I'm the captain of the ship.
I give it to ya like I owed you, and then some.
Feel my rhymes in your chest, like it was Jamacian rum.
I make it storm in the club (X-Men)
wiith killers on the roof that'll x men.
And we got pills that are excellent.
Pop one, pop two, now you're excellent.
Now we gnarly, cowabunga dude.
Your chick surfing on my aves, while I play it cool.
The phantom of the hood- all black on me.
Like I just robbed the bank- ten stacks on me.
n*** with an attitude- east coast.
Heat's not American n***a, I got french toast.
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