[Lyrics for Namst3]
You gun feel this man
Cause I'm just trippin
I'm feeling like i can
I pick up the mic and i feel like I'm wicked man
I break the mic and devastate it man
I think i can, so i am and that's plan
Succumb to the quicksand
Leave your world and come to the land
I project
Where the music holds you and heals
The damage and lack of respect
And lifts the stress off your neck
NAMASTE
Check out this slick bad assery
Think someone ordered a case of pure whoop assery
Think its time to biotic slam
On some loud pussy saying how it has to be
You flatter me
Monster blast really fast and nasty
At he
Guess you didn't think i would be that classy
But now you see
Your stuck in a tumultuous vortex of rape
Yes that's me I'm eating your cake
Eradicating that feeling of safe
Should quit what your doing
N start going to tafe
Come at me bro i rip up the fake
Your just upset at what it will take
So cool like I'm bowser eating a crepe
Bitch I'm even fucking wearing a cape
Ill red shell snipe you
While I'm drifting round hairpin corners, just wait
This is how it feel when an anomaly
Come in and devastate your reality of abnormality
Shaking your galaxy cause
I'm resonating my entire totality
Conjuring SevEN
CAUSES OF CONCERN
CREATING THIS CAPTIVATING
CHAOTIC COMPLEX CALAMITY
Another Supreme Entity, sailing with Seven CeeZ
An Immensity with such intensity, LIKE ZUES
Vent 2 me
Take my hand and ascend with me
Take no offense see, so whats the use?
Here to continue growing reach for the unknowing
I'm envoking the dead poets society
Fuck this noose
Have you mastered
Personality is that your mentality
Sounds like the epitome of blasphemy
It has to be
Not many as fast as he
MIRACULOUSLY
Out last will he
Feelin the pressure?
NAH! that's just gravity
You mad at me?
Cause of the pure badasserey?
Eleven benevolent enemy elephants
Messin with the totality of morality
In your relevant reality
Fatality
[Verse 2]
Monster verses be hallucinogenic
Like your lost in my abyss of rhyme and doing fine
Soaking up the sunshine
From my soul power vibe
That's the power of the grapevine
That feeling you feel after listening to tribe,elated
Like I'm preaching about a sincere secret
That old shadows of the past created
In our genetics
Of lost principle prophecies
Cyphers must be hypnotic
Losing your self watching me blow out
This iconic atomic bubonic chronic, that's making me spit this ill shit supersonic
Fell in love with word and lore
Like never before
Not even i know whats instore
I need more
MONSTER
YA
