I'll never tire Monster (monster in me) Bring out the monster (monster in me) Monster (monster in me) Bring out the monster (monster in me) You bring out The monster
Übersetzung: L7. Monster.
: (feat. Black Rose Kartel, Kavalier) [Hook: Kavalier] Live by the gun, die by the sword then [x7] [Killah Priest] I see demons in the atmosphere Gats
is My homies the greatest, I roll with the best, see? Who in the fuck wanna test these niggas From the S-C-T, C-L-E? We got heat Y'all know what happened
[Hook: Unknown Singer] Live by the gun, die by the forty (x7) [Killah Priest] I see demons in the atmosphere Gats appears out of nowhere Blood and crips
Swisha Sweets, ain't that's the way that we monster mash/ Homies gon' respect my game so watch the way we count the cash/ Bang, the gang, 7th Sign/ 27, 7
momma so I'm a natural born killa/ Than I, there was no cap peelas -Chorus - -H.I.T.L.A.H. Capo-Confuscious- Me and my Comptons' monster mashin'
. And farther down South is was called the Catfish Alliance. They had these Alliances all up and down the coast defending themselves against these threatening monsters
[rock] I ain't blackin' out yet, man. yo fuck with dat. Just spark...just spark all the rest of them l's, son so we can all just black Out! [bj swan]
close I'm like the undertaker turning rappers into ghosts Host and roast mc's like I'm suppose I can send l.o.d. to bust caps perhaps Bring e and red
my momma so I'm a natural born killa Than I, there was no cap peelas [Chorus] [H.I.T.L.A.H. Capo-Confuscious] Me and my Comptons' monster mashin' mobsters
Berry, Swisha Sweets, ain't that's the way that we monster mash Homies gon respect my game so watch the way we count the cash Bang, the gang, 7th Sign 27, 7
God Now L is for the long line, waiting to get to heaven A for anybody, grinding 24/7 T is for the talon, in the room of monsters I mill independent,
me [Chorus: scratched 4X] "Big up Boston!" "No one shows pity" [Tha Trademarc] Yeah, it's Trademarc baby, biggin up Boston, yeah 6-1-7, 9-7-8, 7-8-
to be From the bottom to the T-O-P That's right, Flavor Flav, Public Enemy From Bronx to L.A., we don't fail Kickin right here for 7th Veil My man Kool
had the smell [sniffs] Brand new money ladies sniffin They take a L I take a shit on rappers horse worth Can't die must conquer the world first Like a monster
momma so I'm a natural born killa Than I, there was no cap peelas [Chorus] [H.I.T.L.A.H. Capo-Confuscious] Me and my Comptons' monster mashin' mobsters
