Bitch I'm tearing down these walls
I might just start a new monopoly
If killin shit was business
Know that I would be the prophet G
I take em one by one
Until there's nothing left but products
See I'm different than you hoes
I'm not obsessed with shit like Prada
A Marauder spilling crimson water
Slaughter torture big or smaller
Grab a f*cking gun and let it off
This shit ain't bout the honor
Bury anybody talkin out they f*ckin neck
I'll mollywhop a stupid bitch
And bury em beside my shed
Rip yo throat out
I'm pissin on yo grave now
I'll Rearrange the strings of fate
Until yo family's in chains (ha)
I bring disasters where I stride
Don't come where I reside
I'll shoot you in the face
And string you up
Yo ass is crucified
Imma motherf*cking deity
Can't step to me
Revoke your right to live
The second you try to throw hands with me
It's blasphemy
Choppin yo body up happily
This shit ain't a travesty
I'm fulfilling my destiny
Mo'f*cker
I'm taking out aggression
With a .45 and klonopin
I'm full up on ambitions
Like a Tarnished
On my Hollow shit
So put these thoughts to rest
Cause I'm the king of all that's golden
Holding bombs to blow yo ass
To kingdom come
When I get going
Graft a dragon to my hand
A brand of man you cannot comprehend
If you try to describe me
Then you gotta use an ampersand
I'm not like all these other rappers
My brain got a handicap
I'm still spittin out bars
That rival any other
Hittin "send"
Murder music murder many men
Mayhaps my motives matter
Hitting heavy hitters
Hanging hoes
He hemorrhage hemoglobin
Battle better bitches
Blacken blood but baffle bitter broods
So steady slangin shells
Segmenting stupid simulacrum sow
I got a plan to get rid of the people who wanna try taking me down
Lure em in with the promise of evidence
Then I get Buck wit the rounds
First degree murder that's premeditation
But 12 ain't gon be finding me now
Bury the bodies way under the ground
Take my time so they never gon dig em up
Wow f*ck the f*ck off with your music
I'm through with the shit that you mo'f*ckers sending me
Block anybody who hits me begging for money or collaboration
Want work better pay for it
Done giving freebies
I'm taken for granted
And I am done havin it
Take yo ass packing
It's hard to get by off
Exposure and do it for culture shit
Imma fiend for the bloody mess
That I make wit bustas
Spillin brains with hammers
Crack they skull
And pour it out em
I'm in a mission
Resisting the scene that y'all have f*ckered
Break my f*ckin foot off in the ass of any motherf*cker
I'm taking out aggression
With a .45 and klonopin
I'm full up on ambitions
Like a Tarnished
On my Hollow shit
So put these thoughts to rest
Cause I'm the king of all that's golden
Holding bombs to blow yo ass
To kingdom come
When I get going
Graft a dragon to my hand
A brand of man you cannot comprehend
If you try to describe me
Then you gotta use an ampersand
I'm not like all these other rappers
My brain got a handicap
I'm still spittin out bars
That rival any other
Hittin "send"
Undead Ronin - MONOPOLY Lyrics
Undead Ronin - MONOPOLY Lyrics
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Bitch I'm tearing down these walls
I might just start a new monopoly
If killin shit was business
Know that I would be the prophet G
I take em one by one
Until there's nothing left but products
See I'm different than you hoes
I'm not obsessed with shit like Prada
A Marauder spilling crimson water
Slaughter torture big or smaller
Grab a f*cking gun and let it off
This shit ain't bout the honor
Bury anybody talkin out they f*ckin neck
I'll mollywhop a stupid bitch
And bury em beside my shed
Rip yo throat out
I'm pissin on yo grave now
I'll Rearrange the strings of fate
Until yo family's in chains (ha)
I bring disasters where I stride
Don't come where I reside
I'll shoot you in the face
And string you up
Yo ass is crucified
Imma motherf*cking deity
Can't step to me
Revoke your right to live
The second you try to throw hands with me
It's blasphemy
Choppin yo body up happily
This shit ain't a travesty
I'm fulfilling my destiny
Mo'f*cker
I'm taking out aggression
With a .45 and klonopin
I'm full up on ambitions
Like a Tarnished
On my Hollow shit
So put these thoughts to rest
Cause I'm the king of all that's golden
Holding bombs to blow yo ass
To kingdom come
When I get going
Graft a dragon to my hand
A brand of man you cannot comprehend
If you try to describe me
Then you gotta use an ampersand
I'm not like all these other rappers
My brain got a handicap
I'm still spittin out bars
That rival any other
Hittin "send"
Murder music murder many men
Mayhaps my motives matter
Hitting heavy hitters
Hanging hoes
He hemorrhage hemoglobin
Battle better bitches
Blacken blood but baffle bitter broods
So steady slangin shells
Segmenting stupid simulacrum sow
I got a plan to get rid of the people who wanna try taking me down
Lure em in with the promise of evidence
Then I get Buck wit the rounds
First degree murder that's premeditation
But 12 ain't gon be finding me now
Bury the bodies way under the ground
Take my time so they never gon dig em up
Wow f*ck the f*ck off with your music
I'm through with the shit that you mo'f*ckers sending me
Block anybody who hits me begging for money or collaboration
Want work better pay for it
Done giving freebies
I'm taken for granted
And I am done havin it
Take yo ass packing
It's hard to get by off
Exposure and do it for culture shit
Imma fiend for the bloody mess
That I make wit bustas
Spillin brains with hammers
Crack they skull
And pour it out em
I'm in a mission
Resisting the scene that y'all have f*ckered
Break my f*ckin foot off in the ass of any motherf*cker
I'm taking out aggression
With a .45 and klonopin
I'm full up on ambitions
Like a Tarnished
On my Hollow shit
So put these thoughts to rest
Cause I'm the king of all that's golden
Holding bombs to blow yo ass
To kingdom come
When I get going
Graft a dragon to my hand
A brand of man you cannot comprehend
If you try to describe me
Then you gotta use an ampersand
I'm not like all these other rappers
My brain got a handicap
I'm still spittin out bars
That rival any other
Hittin "send"
I might just start a new monopoly
If killin shit was business
Know that I would be the prophet G
I take em one by one
Until there's nothing left but products
See I'm different than you hoes
I'm not obsessed with shit like Prada
A Marauder spilling crimson water
Slaughter torture big or smaller
Grab a f*cking gun and let it off
This shit ain't bout the honor
Bury anybody talkin out they f*ckin neck
I'll mollywhop a stupid bitch
And bury em beside my shed
Rip yo throat out
I'm pissin on yo grave now
I'll Rearrange the strings of fate
Until yo family's in chains (ha)
I bring disasters where I stride
Don't come where I reside
I'll shoot you in the face
And string you up
Yo ass is crucified
Imma motherf*cking deity
Can't step to me
Revoke your right to live
The second you try to throw hands with me
It's blasphemy
Choppin yo body up happily
This shit ain't a travesty
I'm fulfilling my destiny
Mo'f*cker
I'm taking out aggression
With a .45 and klonopin
I'm full up on ambitions
Like a Tarnished
On my Hollow shit
So put these thoughts to rest
Cause I'm the king of all that's golden
Holding bombs to blow yo ass
To kingdom come
When I get going
Graft a dragon to my hand
A brand of man you cannot comprehend
If you try to describe me
Then you gotta use an ampersand
I'm not like all these other rappers
My brain got a handicap
I'm still spittin out bars
That rival any other
Hittin "send"
Murder music murder many men
Mayhaps my motives matter
Hitting heavy hitters
Hanging hoes
He hemorrhage hemoglobin
Battle better bitches
Blacken blood but baffle bitter broods
So steady slangin shells
Segmenting stupid simulacrum sow
I got a plan to get rid of the people who wanna try taking me down
Lure em in with the promise of evidence
Then I get Buck wit the rounds
First degree murder that's premeditation
But 12 ain't gon be finding me now
Bury the bodies way under the ground
Take my time so they never gon dig em up
Wow f*ck the f*ck off with your music
I'm through with the shit that you mo'f*ckers sending me
Block anybody who hits me begging for money or collaboration
Want work better pay for it
Done giving freebies
I'm taken for granted
And I am done havin it
Take yo ass packing
It's hard to get by off
Exposure and do it for culture shit
Imma fiend for the bloody mess
That I make wit bustas
Spillin brains with hammers
Crack they skull
And pour it out em
I'm in a mission
Resisting the scene that y'all have f*ckered
Break my f*ckin foot off in the ass of any motherf*cker
I'm taking out aggression
With a .45 and klonopin
I'm full up on ambitions
Like a Tarnished
On my Hollow shit
So put these thoughts to rest
Cause I'm the king of all that's golden
Holding bombs to blow yo ass
To kingdom come
When I get going
Graft a dragon to my hand
A brand of man you cannot comprehend
If you try to describe me
Then you gotta use an ampersand
I'm not like all these other rappers
My brain got a handicap
I'm still spittin out bars
That rival any other
Hittin "send"
Writer: Dakota Brown
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Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC