5 Monsters

[Verse 1: Twisted Insane]
You ain't no killer but I promise I will hit you with the shit that make you motherfuckers run away like Godzilla
I'm iller
Walking around when I smother faces with the pillow
What the fuck you thought it was? You dealing with a Silverback Gorilla
No chiller
You walking on a tightrope with high hopes
Give a shit about you bitches, fuck, you all can die slow (Mmm)
Mind couldn't even find shit, I'm all that I know (Mmm)
Your brain could've been maimed but how would I know?
Put the pedals to the metal
Well if a nigga really wanna be the Devil then he better get the fuck up, make a set-up, I bе in the dark with that Ginsu
Cut him in a million pieces
Happy to bury thеm in feces
Pray to Jesus if you want to but he might not befriend you
A nigga best do, I'ma lynch you
Couple grind to your mental
A fat sack with a black strap and a knapsack's what I can do
Man you fuck around and get beat up with the bamboo
Better come back with the big guns, shooting shit up like Rambo
Smash off and I blast off like N.A.S.A (Ooh)
If you really wanna come and get it you's about to get what you was after (Pew)
Captured niggas, I ain't into really dealing with you actors
You can run away if you want, crying like a bitch if you have to (Hehehehe)
I'ma be the one to war with a spark
Step out with the TEC out and your ass gon' be dark
It ain't really hard to find me, why don't you niggas hit me if you wanna go
Roll one for the po one, I'ma stay high like a marsh, nigga

[Verse 2: Z]
I ain't no killer but I promise to hit you with that knowledge hard like nine milli
They're dipping around the corner after hollering at my dealer
Roll the blunt and crush the pill up and throw the pistol in the river (Ooh)
Then back into the booth before the ops is in my liver
Stretching latex on my face cuz I'm fucking 'em for dinner
Backwards and I'm cowering, this reactor off a penis
Talking factious trying to capture what I'm after as a spitter
Baffled in my cat, I give a battle to the winner
I had to bite a bitches saddle the way she ride it when I hit it (Come on)
To the pathicly I'm tragedy for asking me for heaters
I'm just speaking it as average, take it 'til Saturday delivers
Savagery is bitter so I wipe it out my mouth and run my underground lane
Fuck it, I'm a critter (Yeah)
Writing on her shit as they can smell what I deliver
I put the product on again and try a triple hot game
I'm probably out my cerebellum don't nobody dare to tell him
Thriving on my fear, felon call me by my name
Pistol with a beer belly
Maneuver when I hear celly
Kill me if my ear felly streets is on the aim
Homie this is Brain, I'm a Firing Squad veteran
Take art in my chopper, talking one shot late
Run guap, stop never
We run top fades
Run guap, stock fetty
Money stops all day

[Verse 3: King Iso]
Sick of niggas thinking that they fucking with the Brain fool
When it come to beats and when it come to lyrics and my mama niggas can't lose
Talking about you've been there but you've never pulled up on a nigga when you aim tools
Put the pistol to a nigga cranium and turn that mental into brain food
Chop a bitch up, have him licking blood up in a cup and drink it like it's grape juice
Bitch, I'm really sick, nigga with the shit, niggas better pray to Jesús
Niggas wanna trip, fill 'em with the clip, that's the way a nigga make moves
We get everyone a fade too, I put the bat to 'em like Babe Ruth
Phase two, bitch I'm really finna black out
Pull the MAC out, pull up to a nigga crib and catch him slipping in the driveway when he back out
Clack-clack then I shoot the glass out
Then I hop into a nigga glass house, throw his ass out
And his demo tape but then I put the Brain in then smash out
Ride around, smoking like a half ounce
Hollering, get to giggling like a class clown
Talking about your bowling like you stack house
'Til I send my little nigga ass out
Put this tool and whip into the groove but then the nigga go home to the black couch
Laugh about the shit then pass out with a porno in the background
How that sound?
Nigga, super Brain
Niggas tripping wouldn't do a thing
Yeah, nigga talking wouldn't do a thing
Wouldn't shoot a gun or shoot a fade
But I do it, I'ma really do it, motherfuckers wouldn't even know who to blame
Have a bunch of niggas walk around this bitch, tell 'em you just like Pootie Tang
Brainsick niggas know who the gang and your bitch know you a lame
Ain't nobody fucking with us, better bow down, tell your niggas do the same
Come up to the block, tear up shop, make the pussy nigga wanna move away
Day in the life of Iso when a nigga ask "What'd you do today?"
Brain

[Verse 4: Playboy The Beast]
Putting the pedal to the metal, my pedal touching the floor
So don't ever meddle with devil's your head could get severed bro
Several levels ahead of you niggas, better with the flow
Beheading my nemesis, selling meats, some train the goat
I'm a demented sinner, though cynical gathering souls
I'm on top of the pinnacle while you fondle genitals
Headlining, you niggas sell tickets to my shows
Backstage getting brain while I'm kicking it with your hoe
Now she kissing on you after she done swallowed up my load
Thug life to the death bitch, it's the life that I chose
You's an easy target like you wearing bright yellow clothes
Dispose of you pussy rappers with both of my eyes closed
Slice throats of you young thugs in your tight clothes
Couldn't be a gangster but you're looking like hoes
Acting like you'd be better, I put Beretta's to your fro
If I got a vendetta then I'ma never let it go
Fucking with the Brain and Murder gang, nigga that's a no-no
Dissing me on the low-low, don't they know that I am loco?
Don't wanna see them, Devil plate up on the chain, nigga, that's my logo
Throwing shade, I'm never afraid to throw their fade, a fatal chokehold
I showed up for my state and now a nigga be going global
On the solo genocide, when I ride call me Lobo
I'ma shut 'em down, clown on 'em, no Bozo
If you really want a problem then jump nigga, pogo

[Verse 5: Nocivo Shomon]
Maloca não cala, bandido pedala
Dentro do Opala, inimigo na mala
Ramela na fala, joguei ele na vala
Meu bonde pesado mandando bala
Mandando bala
Meu bonde pesado só mandando bala
Gangue na gringa do sangue que ginga
Nocivo se vinga na saga do Cinga
Salvador coringa
No flow de mandinga, paranga com pinga
Reggae na muringa
Reggae na muringa
Speed clã de vã, Vietnã
Terra de Talibã
Guerra, terceiro [?], tirando foto com fã
Focado no amanhã, nem meti meu talismã
Sem tempo pra Peter Pan, [?]
Mutila, Nocivo mutila
Nocivo Shomonstro, demonstro meu flow Godzilla
Sobrevivente, combatente, toma, é de graça
Sou da quebrada, pela pele, polícia embaça
Fazendo inimigo, dinheiro, fome e fumaça
Rimando avançado na velocidade de um caça
Crime de laça, sangue na taça
[?] de monte, deve [?] não passa
Mudando meu mundo sem medo da moda
Rimando na roda, maldade incomoda
Recalque tá foda, que se foda os pela
Salve os dedo sujo, skatista, favela
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