Monsta Island Czars M.i.n.y.a. lyrics

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M.i.n.y.a. by Monsta Island Czars M.i.n.y.a. lyrics [Kamackeris] It's goin down this minute We in it to win it It's all minted Ride or die, chrome just glass tinted It's like kill or be killed Ill or get illed on I'm passin over suckers leaving firstborn, stillborn I drop deeper than an anchor Holdin down a ship with my bitch and my banker Use the mind fanker? look out for all my niggas The ones that was there when I ain't had no figures, no triggers Swingin strictly fifthses, I'm ballin out like a bum ass businesseses My rhyme flows we know doughs (or "No-Doz"=caffeine pills) they Jo-jos, why niggas dress in logos and popos we're beyond those, cool in condos Travel overseas Masters of Ceremonies, fuck the police, you leave to cheese separate the real from wannabes. We ain come this far to hold up, if you smoke how I smoke two pulls or pass on the roll-up, nigga grow up or just blow up, we got it locked down it's on, full blown So don't make me wait, another night cause tonight we gonna fuck all night long like some mary jane wrekkid ( or record) swig a whole fifth and get that ass buttnekkid You used to diss me now you straight miss me Caught you "Monica Lewinski", tipsy off the whiskey What I tell you about the bourbon, we puff herb to keep it swervin. You wanna beef? We could beef, you wanna rock? we can rock too like the clock do You still young son, niggas gotta watch you, Yo we back and we got you. [Rodan] Return to silent page, golden age connect those rare days, what's that smell? oh yeah that's your fuckin voice stinkin up the airwaves opium seed head knocked open enlightened flight popin Mars at the constellation sky portraits got you horoscopin Deaf, dumb and mindless, triple-stage criminal life blinded Rip your vertebrae Oh silly me, I forgot you're fuckin spineless Deep space stun phaser, new frontier gunblazer, gotta dream, shoot-out your local KKK fundraiser Real liver, survivor, bringin every coniver pain Get paid to spit on the mic, let the rich jewels of my saliva rain Quarter million two hundred fifty thousand reptilians King Nad will chronograph you plastic citizen, at ease civilian Heaven's Gate resident age [..] seven hundred seventy seven times more heart than your average rapper thespian understand my wingspan on call from a bloodball be the worst act of terrorism to be ever commited on the united states soil Fuck Superman, Rodan the true kryptonian Reclaim my stolen cape and crown, lost and found a business Smithsonian Frequent flyer got fired from the entire empire state now white babylonia Wheat grafted rap melon in flesh with no skeleton Planet earth sunk After World Word III find me underground fuckin your bitch in my secret bunker. [Kong] Crack the 40 ounce, catch a buzz for my cypher ill type of fighter, strike the joint like a lighter I'm hyper than a flick for the boom, kick the bic knuckles as sweet as cookies and I bet you bite a chick the hunchback of notredam, supersoaker holder over the shoulder cross back leather holster, nickel toaster, [...] cuz I bring short stay all day K Slash aka Keiser Soze Monster Isle fool's play, twoplay, punk Al left after LA nigga's name was cool j, touche My recital's homicidal, retreat has become liable, (cybel?) We drinkin (casket cream?) Easy G son [Megalon] I'm on notion, postin no sense not sendin niggas rockin linen and poppin them chains hot bikini, hoppin in the rains. poppin tin in your brains not hitin, no one close to them, he blows again got the couch switchin, they lock em in prison glock in position, I cottin and pissin em off hot gin in my system let them hoes in, without a pot to piss in, go get em brown nosin, we cold blooded Monster Island Style Frozen!

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