Monster

[Verse One: Iron Solomon] This a cause for celebration for the monster generation Who been calm and sitting patient for a proper education Or an honest explanation ‘bout the trials and tribulations People dying in our nation, seeing lies in on every station Hear corruption from our preachers, still they say to follow Jesus Or our economic leaders starting wars on foreign teachers Haven’t gotten what was promised from they presidential speeches Plus the homes we from are broken so we picking up the pieces When our parents couldn’t reach us, our professors wouldn’t teach us And our coaches didn’t play us, they just left us on the bleachers And the judges don’t believe us, they just judge us on our features They just cuff us and release us, have us running from polices So I’m standing in a courtroom, middle finger to your honor I’mma live just how I wanna, pills, liquor, marijuana What you reap is what you sow so what we giving you is karma What you gave us is what made us into motherfucking monsters [Hook] Monster, they saying I’m a monster Saying I’m a monster, a motherfucking monster They saying I’m a monster, they saying I’m a monster They Saying I’m a monster, I’m a motherfucking monster [Verse Two: Saigon] Motherfuckers looking at me strange ‘cause there’s blood on my fangs And my shirt and even my jeans are both covered with stains And the smell of human remains ‘bout to drive them insane Like the night of the living dead when they was hollering brains From a cannibalistic animal, twisted off of the same shit Michael Jackson was sniffing when he was walking that dame Back home from the movie theaters, then he turned into the park After midnight, something evil was lurking in the dark You wanna know why I did it? Bitch, I did it for fun Niggas is done, useless as a trigger-less gun, you Olympus’s son Yeah but you ain’t as sick as this one, I’m a rapper Even my appetite be bigger than Pun and I’ll happily slap the pee Out of whack MCs if he haggle me, exactly, crackling Frankenstein is in back of me, that’s Emilio, Solomon and Saigon The motherfucking lyrical mon-mon-mon-monster [Hook] [Verse Three: Emilio Rojas] I’m a little bit of ether, a little bit of evil and a little bit of art On the easel, I’m a motherfucking mix of all the shit that I done seen Like all the plagues and the diseases, the hatred and the demons This what happen when you introduce a prostitute to Jesus No meat is where I’m from, ain’t no heat is where I’m from We survive the coldest Winters and hold heaters in our palms The preacher read his songs, the shit be leading us from harm But the streets is so inviting, they gon’ keep us in they arms From Generation X to Generation Exorcist, no stressing right and wrong We just stressing if there’s evidence, it seems like nowadays We get excited over excrement and bitches buying bodies To exaggerate they measurements, I never been the type to hold my tongue So I’mma be a beast until the folks with torches come You ain’t got the right to choose, nah, I’m the chosen one ‘Cause I was born in Hell, I’m the Devil’s only son, I’m a motherfucking monster [Hook]