Falling Down - Monster lyrics

[Intro: ShoGun Assason (k**a Sin)] Yo, uh-huh, Nah, nah, nah, you know how to feel the deal baby? We gon' strike (k**arm' '9-9, 2000) [Chorus: P.R. Terrorist (k**a Sin)] There's gon be a monster when we give birth to this sh** (k**arm' never mind who sponsor this sh**) Grab ya fat Mac's, hoodies and clips, abord the sh** (If you're for the cause, n***as jump off!) [P.R. Terrorist] Yo, You hardly qualify, f**in with I, Terrorist die I'm never calm, n***as scheme on gold and plat' charms With leathers and goose feathers on, and never felt the weather warm It's hot like when the sweater's torn, from the letter, Desert Storm My resume was never sorn, I'm sharper than a cactus thorn My practice on the pace of juggler, his a** is gone Backdraft's the norm', exposed to chemical bombs Criminal's, cons, thug drug dealers they carry arms In they crotches, with CREAM, bulgin out they sock-es Obnoxious, keep lyrics sicker than purple blotches On ya body, machine gambino like John Gotti With a snotty nose, nobody blows'll leave ya body frozen stiff Terrorist n***as shoot the gift Don't rift, I spill it like a bottle of Cris' [ShoGun Assason] Continue my daily plans and strategies To rid myself of the problems that bother me It's hard to stay humble and act calmly And walk the streets without a nine on me When it feel like someone's plottin on me, like they got the drop on me But I got somethin hot on me that'll f** ya world up terribly So fu*k with me, I'm gone off the PCP Blair Witch brew, OE and Henny Hoodie, mask and gloves to hide the identity Stay alert, move on ya clones and act quickly That's what he taught me, observed his words and took heed respectfully That's why real n***as move silent and deadly {*echoes*} [Chorus] [9th Prince] Eh-yo, eh-yo, 9th Prince and k**a Bamz in the lobby At 1077, Body Brighton Dirty cops and grimy n***as is fightin, Shaolin vikings We wild like Hitler, drunk on German Heinekens Bullets blow through ya sh**, General Wise let the macs spit again Snake n***a did a whirlwind, shot him in the mouth Shell exit through his chin k**a Sin had the tre-pound, I had the four-pound Laid him down on the compound, no smiles, wise men speak without a sound Six-four, two-hundred and five pounds k**arm', murder with Glocks that'll murder ya block Murder the cops, murder stick-up kids who circle the rock [Beretta 9] Yo, submit to my k**, my n***as stand still And always what will, be, all that I can be, don't see Not in your peripheral, that be the last hit you see Me, k**arm', we still indispensible Yield to the strong, weak n***as not permisable You won't make it through this song, Beretta's not your typical One shot reciprocal, bust mine one time so ya mind stay Digital [k**a Sin] Eh-yo, some say this n***a like hoo wop for you dillingers Pop this cop k**in in ya cylinder Administer wisdom shots to finish ya The sinister slay rhymes, flame nines, hundred bar hang time Bang like freight trains on the same line We spray blocks, state-of-the-art, top material Paid to knock, these razor sharp generals play they part Now the trademark, engraved in the hearts of true followers Czar fellas model skateboard is cradle robbers And politics of sons and daughters, so they acknowledge us Black man intelligence, supreme mind dominant k**arm' blew it on the map, remain permanent Wu-Tang and Sunz stay controllin this circumference [Chorus 2X]