Boy w. No Name

#Tha Monster EP {14'}

[intro]
Boys and Girls
Kings and Queens
Jokers and Jokettes
God
The Boy with no name

[hook]
Bury NA underground
And they underground
Kickin' it with ya boy
NA bring the crown

NA underground
And they underground
Kickin' it with ya man;
Monster, monster

[Verse 1]
Before;
Pat star stumped me
Or half the clique clisped Nostalgia lumped me
Liitee novacane
Brash, know I'm insane
Reap what u sow
Unsociable blow nuts oh-oh
Hold up, I'm cashews cash due
For the past feuds, outlasted how cruel
Like some school kids
Out of school bitch
Sweats sag B's up/ We don't give 2 shits
But my finger, usually the one
Stuck up buh-ba shit too scum
(Uh) Spit fuel, Mr. Cool Ranch
A tease aww chip off the old block with a
T- shut ya mouth pucker up
Enoughs a nuff; suck it up
Uppercut (smooch)
What a slut for the spotlight
Lit just got hyped
No worries bitch not bright

[hook] x2

[Verse 2]
NA's insane as shit
Monster saying some crazy (lip)
9-1-0, 2-1-2
Line 'em up I brew 'em too
(Uh) Dark edgy
Way sketchier then hearts heavy
With all that starch
"I'm never gon get a job."
So. Fear the hearts of men, hearts of men
Forfeit, get more pissed
Sit & orbit
'Round that snow/ globe old
N-Y that?
(Aha) Find it funny when I rap I style
Like leopard pants
Sweatshirts zephyr in
Never dance, what you wanna air them out?
Like rahra da dah dah dah x3
Ride or die die

[hook] x2

[Bridge]
Stomp your feet step next to me x3
Step next to me x2
And pump your fist go Rah-rah Monster
Pump your fist go rah-rah monster
Pump your fist go rah-rah monster
Pump your fist go rah-rah monster
Rah-rah monster, Rah-rah Monster

[Verse 3]
Do you know how it feels
When you bout to get dealt with
A house so selfish
Cuz you was bout to get a deal
Didn't quite happen so the 1's you thought were true
Are hasbeens, fold 'em all
Wifey best friend and all
Exposed to this world
Website; parasites
Dead right? I wasn't aware of mic
Spitten I'm the if and how you disappear
Stand the fuck up livid critic's stare
In awe but no praise
Memoirs of broke days
'Ts what I call cold play
Spark me (up)
Everybody wanna be
But nobody man's up
Be what they wanna be
Instead they wannabe's
& They rant about wannabe's
The summer breeze blew, ain't nobody want to bleed
The blood on the leaves
I'm the blood on the leaves
So fuck trees

[Fallin' off, you all called him soft]

[outro]