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letra de comin' at you - king geedorah

[hook]
monsta, i~sland, cza~ars
comin’ at you

[verse 1: megalon]
the black steven van zandt and
bandanas, hands bent
stands clean at ease, like brandon lee
standing on a table in all black
y’all need to fall back
new jack rap, ass can’t stand it
the plan is to crack the planet all in half
everyone of my mans bent, chances slanted
even my fans bent and, d-mn!
(pop)
catch me in a van in atlanta
lit when i can’t spit
part man, part [?], cannon cl!cks

[verse 2: rodan]
yo, regrettable
off the final stage and draw eminent
rekindle ancient [?]
folk legends of smoke that reminisce
since thousand year skirmish
last bell sounds like a bass tone
devils h-llbound, meltdown turn
[?] to [?] gravestones
deadlands a wastezone
junkyards where immortal fall
scr-p civilization righteous rhymes
write new protocols
sun glares and solar b-lls
ignite pages of mythology
sorry ass n-ggas catch 44 slugs
my apology
[hook]
monsta, i~sland, czars, comin’ at you
monsta, i~sland, czars, comin’ at you

[verse 3: kamackeris]
n-ggas ain’t saying nothing
not a word you heard
you step to this you get served
so play the curb you heard
kwite def is gonna stay nice
ain’t rhymin’ for ice
while your n-ggas pay the price
you pull a heist
use the mind to manifest
anything we don’t need
if my n-ggas wanna eat
my n-ggas gonna feed
no need for greed
and make a man bleed
from a bad seed
to bad weed we have weed
now watcha gon’ do?
and watcha gon’ do?
don’t give a f-ck, you still a lame duck
you can throw your hands up
bring your men to work
ain’t seen it in a while like a hip-hop profile
monsta isle be buck-wild, meanwhile
we get around like a telephone dial
you best to bow, those things we don’t allow
like you coming off with the b.s, p.s
[verse 4: kong]
with a kid with the duffel knapsack
the bag packed, the stash gat
clap that, clap caps
till your cabbage patch backtracked
to the habitat, bad habits have us act
you know what, scratch that, after that
your n-ggas rather argue, stop and dunk
while y’all pop a junk
“kong off the trunk”
pop the punk, c-ck the glock, dunk
rock the block, jump, till the cops come
man make, you know, kong is out, son
yo, i’m on buses, i got the fast cars
rock the buses, you still lightin’
the asphalt, back pockets touchin’
but you thought you fought
when you tried me
dawg i box [?]
punch like [?]

[hook]
monster, i~sland, czars, comin’ at you
monster, i~sland, czars, comin’ at you
monster! i~sland czars
don’t you know the rhythm
don’t you feel the rhythm [?] (oh)
monster i~sland czars, cza-ars
monster oh island oh cza-a-ars~
comin’ at you
mon-ster, i~sland
monster island, cza~a-a-a-a-a-a-ars
cza~ars (czars) (ooh)
(czars, monster island czars)
(czars, monster island czars)
yeah, yeah yeah
monster, i~sland cza~a~a-ars
(feel the rhythm)
(could you feel) (oh)
(could you feel) (could you feel)
could you feel the rhythm
(could you feel) (oh)
(could you feel) (could you feel)
(feel my love)
comin’ at you

- king geedorah

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