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letra de no monsters - apollo brown & stalley

they don’t understand the hunger where it comes from
i was no ordinary kid in pajamas
shoeboxes under the bed with the monsters
so i ain’t gotta be scare of no monsters
so i ain’t gotta be scare of no monsters
so i ain’t gotta be scare of no monsters

shoeboxes filled with money and a strap
had dreams of being a dope boy way before i started rap
we was locked in, nowhere to go, before they called it a trap
and n-ggas pushed the cadillac before it was a maybach
they throwing dice at the curb everybody shooting a stack
n-ggas balling like meech everybody livi’n off pat
ghetto habitat, we was birthed in it
most say we unfortunate but we lit it up
matter of fact we put the torch to it
made a k!lling, turned minimum wage to millions
that poverty hole ain’t nothing when you got feeling civilians
i learned early how to turn nothing to something
beat corruption keep your grip tight and keep busting
that rules of the land get your tribe rich that’s always the plan
don’t let the white man stop you
that’s always a scam
don’t ever let them put you down or put fear in your heart
stay ten toes and solid, don’t let them tear you apart
they don’t understand the hunger where it comes from
i was no ordinary kid in pajamas
shoeboxes under the bed with the monsters
so i ain’t gotta be scare of no monsters
so i ain’t gotta be scare of no monsters
so i ain’t gotta be scare of no monsters

in the pj’s in my pj’s tryna drink liquor and smoke blunts
chasing behind street k!llers with gold fronts
all my idols rolled caprices and chevy donks
and had bad chicks with pretty faces and fat b-tts
most got rich off cocaine that was pure and uncut
family men ducking the law, trying to untouched
criminal hero’s what a weird oxymoron
some get shot, some get locked, then they putting more on
the cycles like a ferris wheel but it only seems that we get k!lled
guns money and drugs, it’s like a singleton film
rest in peace to him and all the fallen soldiers
we was boyz in the hood ducking cops and cobras
you know the snakes and vultures tryna to shake your focus
then violence in the hood was like a plaque of locust
the way we k!llin’ ourselves i never understood
but n-ggas die everyday, that’s what they claim in the hood

- apollo brown stalley

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