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letra de monster babies - random axe

[verse 1: black milk]
if hip-hop’s dead and out
black milk just gave that b-tch mouth to mouth
brought it back to life out the hospital, ill
the industry owe me, got hospital bills
or i’mma take it hostage in a fast minute
hip-hop’s like hostel, those three k!llers
from the rhymes to the wait, i ain’t gon’ say
just spot a cd like diddy’s and press play
wanna play, i checkmate your chess game
got a game that i aim at your chest frame
the only reason why we do this hip-hop sh-t, it’s easy
got n-ggas in hip-hop sick, wheezing
gasping for air, not breathing
sean p, milk, and guilt, the playing fields not even
call the dream team, call every, it don’t matter
dawg, it’s a slaughter already, let’s go!

[hook: black milk]
we on some monster sh-t
something you got a problem with
you should call it quits
my n-ggas on some monster sh-t

[verse 2: sean price]
listen, n-ggas say you a fool ruckus
sniff c0ke and punch n-ggas through school buses
fifth smoke, and crunch n-ggas who do dutches
your b-tch broke, she f-ck n-ggas who do nothing
f-cking hand me the bottle
i’ll bust his head, n-ggas telling a la sammy gravano
f-ck gl-ss, cut him down when you hand me the hollow
k!ll him now, the wife, kid and the nanny tomorrow
hustle grand like t.i
allegedly, his team got a c.i
got me backround checking my crew
funny sh-t come up, i guess this next sket is for you
i am the pick of the litter
you are a b-tch that gets hit and starts snitching on twitter
tweedle dee, tweedle dum n-ggas
when you see p you better have your gun, n-gga

[hook: black milk]
we on some monster sh-t
something you got a problem with
you should call it quits
my n-ggas on some monster sh-t

[verse 3: guilty simpson]
ayo my food sits well but my gun’s bulimic
watch what happens, i’m about to feed it
my cars in effect, dark claws in your neck
walk tall with a tech, pall mall n-gga sets
’til you talk with respect
your wack cd i’m gonna pause and eject
i’m ready for war
make the call out and collect the ‘fetti and more
i got your arms in the freezer and your head in the drawer
call me crazy, bonkers maybe, i’ll
smack a dude up and stomp his lady
i’m beastly, i better have monster babies
with t–th already, to chomp on prey
let’s work, i’m on call all day
i stopped hooping, but still ball all day
with your baby mama in the mall all day
and the catch is your broad’s gon’ pay

[hook: black milk]
we on some monster sh-t
something you got a problem with
you should call it quits
my n-ggas on some monster sh-t

- random axe

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