Hercenstein (Album) Video (MV)

Let's toast to the things that we don't Let's toast to the things that we don't speak
About The things that I look to about
The reason I'm a creep without it On my side
Cause the demons got to keep them out You already know what we about
I know these niggas know who to trust Let's toast to the things that we don't Speak about
The things that I make to about The reason I'm a creep without it
On my side The demons got to keep them out
You already know what we about I know these niggas know who to trust
Niggas think they monsters? Shit, well f*ck it I'm a monster too
Everyone a monster till it's time to do what monsters do
The difference is I'm comfortable and the most uncomfortable
If you owe me please bring it to me Please don't make me come for you
I got niggas for collection Wolves out my section ain't howlin' at the moon
They just come out and stretch shit Throw a dog a bone, TTG he gon' fetch it
Shoot up a nigga home, dip off, throw what he reppin
And nigga, what weppin'? F*ck all the stressin
Cause legal money good and I know bro ain't tellin
Bob Barker's the more jealous, GTH the good feathers
Rather fight it while I'm free If I get a bun, I'm bellin
Pay attorney fees, new pack, same skellin
Ten up front, another ten on the tellin
It take money to go to war, he too poor, he tellin
So leave him on the floor, he ain't gon' show up to tell shit
Let's toast to the things that we don't Speak about
Things that I go sleep about, the reason I go sleep without
It on my side, cause my demons gotta keep mouth
You already know what we about, I know these niggas know who to try
So let's toast to the things that we don't Speak about
Things that I go sleep about, the reason I go sleep without
It on my side, cause my Demons gotta keep mouth
You already know what we about, I know these niggas know who to try
Pistol whippin' nigga with a stolen chrome I must be missin' chromosomes
Niggas gettin' punished, have your bitch gettin' tied up
Hit him for his pack, count the stack and then fire it up
Please don't get me fired up, a shooter with some high guns
You must think they stopped makin' them after you fired one
I seen posters of your pistol on the ground
Lookin' for a picture of my pistol, ain't gon' find one
Need to make special appearances when shit line up
Pretty bitch, but your time's up
You a gangsta, that's why you signed up
Get so cold out my body, heart and soul turn Frankenstein
I'm a monster, Herc Schwarzenegger
I'm a f*ckin' machine, I can't feel nothin
All I see is green, programmed to kill somethin
Spray and fill the scene, reset on the beam
Who got shot? I forgot what you mean
GTH Monster Boogeyman, yeah
It's a new era, messed up, no Halloween
You know what that mean, huh
Woo
Ooh, we a monster, huh