Texty:
Monster At Last

cop it You better be about your grit Devour any cowards, sours slippery at the lip Beast up, suck up to none, don't be no sucker Be a block monster,

I could take myself Through all this soft shit, a nigga face as a youngsta Loc'ed ass niggas made that hillside a monster O.G.'s hoopin' at the school

two Blow at y'all niggas bolwin' at the cops too Eh yo, my Wallets stay Bulletproofs racin' in Coups yea we the realest Ultraviolet leathers on, pealin' this, love lookin' the illest Gorilla things, monster

I don't know why I feel this way I don't know if it's right or wrong to laugh at misfortune Darkness can never last too long Every time I think I'm falling

Countless long nights while I stare at the wall I ask myself over again How did I end up in this little hell? How did it ever begin? Oh oh oh, oh oh

'll chill in a minute, I promise I will As soon as I finished this last load, I'ma drop the dice after this last roll Little did he know, I got no intentions

Poppin' Dom tonight For all of mine I can see myself back at the Autobahn Malcolm on the podium Shells drop to linoleum Swipe those Place 'em on display at

hood in uptown, New York Or you catch me down at the dirty, dirty, A.T.L. Or you can catch me, on the west coast, that Cali, Cali, Cali, Cali, Cali Catch me at

's upon you A tramp in the land, but the world went wrong too Turned psycho-paranoid, it's the world you dodge Starin' at the bloodcrust, your monster