C-Rayz Walz - Monster lyrics

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C-Rayz Walz - Monster lyrics

[Verse 1] This is my lawyer, he acting like my employer He a monster, now right, cause that's my sponsor On this eight month scheme I'm not afraid of the bid, no, not in the least May it bring my conscience some peace, f** that I almost caught a body, bring out the animal The manimal, the demon, everybody do a little scheming Won't get no a** for a while, and that'll bring out the beast f** New York police, Qaddafi s** a dick Didn't you get caught with two guns and the charges don't stick? But when (?) she wanna be strict Now I ain't mad at the judge, but the DA wouldn't budge Holding a personal grudge, she fresh out of law school She a fresh face trying to build up our case load But the martian in me is gonna explode That's right, 'till I'm home it ain't gonna be safe that night Get to that Don't worry about the guard, I'll be back [Hook] It's what Your life, get hype if you with me Don't Rush You fight, too much time for remedies You bust back, fight Alright, take what's given Anybody, anyday, could be a monster [Verse 2] Actual fact: that what you say can hurt most people: Loud mouths So where the toast be, when I approach hounds get ghostly Beats get furry when the beast get hurry, clips spit flurry That's what's happening now, you ain't gotta ask surely Shirley In the wild, wild west bring your wild style vest And bring out the thing with a quiet loudness Make a lady put her baby in the toilet Just respected, she's an arsonist, she's connected That line, I can't call it My conscious, is camouflaged armor, tryna just harm her Run to you my drama, sponsored by karma Just a day in the life of a man named "your honer" Big fish, little honor, little blue suit piranhas Who? Shoot the water, "poof", troop marauders Evidence is kept in the closet with all the other monsters We pay taxes, pay dues, the trumpet plays the part And now quiet X, let the wild romper start [Hook] [Verse 3] Look dude, anyone can be a monster Under the bed, or in the closet, you're too lethargic You better take what's given Or I'mma leave this God forsaken rock that's spinning Look at the beast drool as he does a backstroke in a sess pool Yo, I heard they waiting 'till nighttime to come out Bellycrawlers, they can't wait to let they fangs out Creatures use the dark to f** with your mind That's why I leave em in pieces like Frankenstein I throw garlic at A&R's I can get mad, turn green, and flip cars So make room for the CEO at the Blue Lagoon That's why I'm stacking ammo for my platoon And on the full moon, I k** the howling man Cause I am Hunter D, with the talking hand