Monster Lyrics
| Song | Monster |
| Artist | Twiztid |
| Album | Independent's Day |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Fuck you and your platinum chains | |
| I'd rather rip out your intestines and wear it on my neck just the same | |
| Makin’ a charm outta your brain and havin’ the gall to give it away | |
| To your moms and pops in a box marked ' | |
| Remains'Blood stains these veins | |
| In the way that | |
| I can only explain is insane | |
| The world's gonna celebrate when | |
| I hangAnd | |
| I just hope that it's on | |
| T.V. like | |
| Saddam Hussein | |
| And I just hope that you could be me for just one day | |
| Then you would get a better sense of what the fuck | |
| I sayI said, bitches ain't shit, | |
| God bless the dead | |
| And fuck every last bitch that won't give up some head | |
| I smoke 15 packs in a day and | |
| I'm gettin’ worried now‘ | |
| Cause every time | |
| I cough, my hearin’ is gettin’ blur | |
| I ain't a hater, player, just ain't no suckers allowed | |
| And you and that bitch that was dancin’ are just way outta bounds | |
| It came in the dark where most were fast asleep(Monster) | |
| Creeping, aching for blood down bellow the streets(Monster) | |
| If you get caught in the gaze of his evil eyes(Monster) | |
| You will know true horror as your body slowly dies(Monster) | |
| Yo, black magic, devil horns, wake the devil, we perform | |
| We'll weigh more bodies and dead by dawn | |
| Ill child, | |
| Black Label | |
| SocietyWe | |
| Zakk Wylde on you bitches, so live in fear of the enemy | |
| My conscience told me let it be but vengeance had a remedy | |
| To kill 'em all and split up they atoms just like it's chemistry | |
| And scratch skin from your face like a plastic surgeon | |
| And leave you twitchin’ in pain, screamin’ behind the curtain | |
| I'm for certain with a look like bloody-face | |
| Uncle Frank | |
| Most of these home grown killas who claimin’ that they dank | |
| When they shit ready to sink, board a log like monster tombs | |
| But we're mere transformation, alive inside of cocoons | |
| Nursin’ the wounds of many battles, turn cities to tombs' | |
| Coz we're close to the end, so what the fuck we got to lose? | |
| Straight killas with enough ammunition to take the planet to war | |
| Most of these villains don't even know what they dyin’ for | |
| I can't stop it, | |
| I can't stop it | |
| I can't stop it, | |
| I can't stop it | |
| I can't stop it, | |
| I can't stop it, | |
| I can't stop it | |
| Site of the blood makes me wicked, takes me to another place | |
| Fallin’ in love can't be controlled but | |
| I know that it's bound to change | |
| All of my life and all of the time the chemicals are a friend of me | |
| Can't be controlled, in search of result, the monster's got the best of me | |
| And I will choke and stab, and separate the feelings from me | |
| Until they're all gone like none of them ever belonged | |
| As I continue to change in search of the things that | |
| I really wanna be | |
| Although the journey's long, | |
| I keep repeatin’ this song | |
| It's not a fear, the monster is alive and in me | |
| But I pray, | |
| I pray to the | |
| Lord every night | |
| I go to sleep | |
| It's not a fear, and if | |
| I should die before | |
| I awakeBut | |
| I pray, I pray to the | |
| Lord my soul be afraid |
| Fuck you and your platinum chains | |
| I' d rather rip out your intestines and wear it on my neck just the same | |
| Makin' a charm outta your brain and havin' the gall to give it away | |
| To your moms and pops in a box marked ' | |
| Remains' Blood stains these veins | |
| In the way that | |
| I can only explain is insane | |
| The world' s gonna celebrate when | |
| I hangAnd | |
| I just hope that it' s on | |
| T. V. like | |
| Saddam Hussein | |
| And I just hope that you could be me for just one day | |
| Then you would get a better sense of what the fuck | |
| I sayI said, bitches ain' t shit, | |
| God bless the dead | |
| And fuck every last bitch that won' t give up some head | |
| I smoke 15 packs in a day and | |
| I' m gettin' worried now' | |
| Cause every time | |
| I cough, my hearin' is gettin' blur | |
| I ain' t a hater, player, just ain' t no suckers allowed | |
| And you and that bitch that was dancin' are just way outta bounds | |
| It came in the dark where most were fast asleep Monster | |
| Creeping, aching for blood down bellow the streets Monster | |
| If you get caught in the gaze of his evil eyes Monster | |
| You will know true horror as your body slowly dies Monster | |
| Yo, black magic, devil horns, wake the devil, we perform | |
| We' ll weigh more bodies and dead by dawn | |
| Ill child, | |
| Black Label | |
| SocietyWe | |
| Zakk Wylde on you bitches, so live in fear of the enemy | |
| My conscience told me let it be but vengeance had a remedy | |
| To kill ' em all and split up they atoms just like it' s chemistry | |
| And scratch skin from your face like a plastic surgeon | |
| And leave you twitchin' in pain, screamin' behind the curtain | |
| I' m for certain with a look like bloodyface | |
| Uncle Frank | |
| Most of these home grown killas who claimin' that they dank | |
| When they shit ready to sink, board a log like monster tombs | |
| But we' re mere transformation, alive inside of cocoons | |
| Nursin' the wounds of many battles, turn cities to tombs' | |
| Coz we' re close to the end, so what the fuck we got to lose? | |
| Straight killas with enough ammunition to take the planet to war | |
| Most of these villains don' t even know what they dyin' for | |
| I can' t stop it, | |
| I can' t stop it | |
| I can' t stop it, | |
| I can' t stop it | |
| I can' t stop it, | |
| I can' t stop it, | |
| I can' t stop it | |
| Site of the blood makes me wicked, takes me to another place | |
| Fallin' in love can' t be controlled but | |
| I know that it' s bound to change | |
| All of my life and all of the time the chemicals are a friend of me | |
| Can' t be controlled, in search of result, the monster' s got the best of me | |
| And I will choke and stab, and separate the feelings from me | |
| Until they' re all gone like none of them ever belonged | |
| As I continue to change in search of the things that | |
| I really wanna be | |
| Although the journey' s long, | |
| I keep repeatin' this song | |
| It' s not a fear, the monster is alive and in me | |
| But I pray, | |
| I pray to the | |
| Lord every night | |
| I go to sleep | |
| It' s not a fear, and if | |
| I should die before | |
| I awakeBut | |
| I pray, I pray to the | |
| Lord my soul be afraid |
| Fuck you and your platinum chains | |
| I' d rather rip out your intestines and wear it on my neck just the same | |
| Makin' a charm outta your brain and havin' the gall to give it away | |
| To your moms and pops in a box marked ' | |
| Remains' Blood stains these veins | |
| In the way that | |
| I can only explain is insane | |
| The world' s gonna celebrate when | |
| I hangAnd | |
| I just hope that it' s on | |
| T. V. like | |
| Saddam Hussein | |
| And I just hope that you could be me for just one day | |
| Then you would get a better sense of what the fuck | |
| I sayI said, bitches ain' t shit, | |
| God bless the dead | |
| And fuck every last bitch that won' t give up some head | |
| I smoke 15 packs in a day and | |
| I' m gettin' worried now' | |
| Cause every time | |
| I cough, my hearin' is gettin' blur | |
| I ain' t a hater, player, just ain' t no suckers allowed | |
| And you and that bitch that was dancin' are just way outta bounds | |
| It came in the dark where most were fast asleep Monster | |
| Creeping, aching for blood down bellow the streets Monster | |
| If you get caught in the gaze of his evil eyes Monster | |
| You will know true horror as your body slowly dies Monster | |
| Yo, black magic, devil horns, wake the devil, we perform | |
| We' ll weigh more bodies and dead by dawn | |
| Ill child, | |
| Black Label | |
| SocietyWe | |
| Zakk Wylde on you bitches, so live in fear of the enemy | |
| My conscience told me let it be but vengeance had a remedy | |
| To kill ' em all and split up they atoms just like it' s chemistry | |
| And scratch skin from your face like a plastic surgeon | |
| And leave you twitchin' in pain, screamin' behind the curtain | |
| I' m for certain with a look like bloodyface | |
| Uncle Frank | |
| Most of these home grown killas who claimin' that they dank | |
| When they shit ready to sink, board a log like monster tombs | |
| But we' re mere transformation, alive inside of cocoons | |
| Nursin' the wounds of many battles, turn cities to tombs' | |
| Coz we' re close to the end, so what the fuck we got to lose? | |
| Straight killas with enough ammunition to take the planet to war | |
| Most of these villains don' t even know what they dyin' for | |
| I can' t stop it, | |
| I can' t stop it | |
| I can' t stop it, | |
| I can' t stop it | |
| I can' t stop it, | |
| I can' t stop it, | |
| I can' t stop it | |
| Site of the blood makes me wicked, takes me to another place | |
| Fallin' in love can' t be controlled but | |
| I know that it' s bound to change | |
| All of my life and all of the time the chemicals are a friend of me | |
| Can' t be controlled, in search of result, the monster' s got the best of me | |
| And I will choke and stab, and separate the feelings from me | |
| Until they' re all gone like none of them ever belonged | |
| As I continue to change in search of the things that | |
| I really wanna be | |
| Although the journey' s long, | |
| I keep repeatin' this song | |
| It' s not a fear, the monster is alive and in me | |
| But I pray, | |
| I pray to the | |
| Lord every night | |
| I go to sleep | |
| It' s not a fear, and if | |
| I should die before | |
| I awakeBut | |
| I pray, I pray to the | |
| Lord my soul be afraid |
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