Comin' At You

[Hook] Monsta, I~sland, Cza~ars Comin' at You [Verse 1: Megalon] The black Steven Van Zandt and Bandanas, hands bent Stands clean at ease, like Brandon Lee Standing on a table in all black Y'all need to fall back New jack rap, ass can't stand it The plan is to crack the planet all in half Everyone of my mans bent, chances slanted Even my fans bent and, damn! (Pop) Catch me In a van in Atlanta Lit when I can't spit Part man, part [?], cannon clicks [Verse 2: Rodan] Yo, regrettable Off the final stage and draw eminent Rekindle ancient [?] Folk legends of smoke that reminisce Since thousand year skirmish Last bell sounds like a bass tone Devils hellbound, meltdown turn [?] to [?] gravestones Deadlands a wastezone Junkyards where immortal fall Scrap civilization righteous rhymes Write new protocols Sun flares and solar balls Ignite pages of mythology Sorry ass niggas catch 44 slugs My apology [Hook] Monsta, I~sland, Czars, Comin' at You Monsta, I~sland, Czars, Comin' at You [Verse 3: Kamackeris] Niggas ain't saying nothing Not a word you heard You step to this you get served So play the curb you heard Kwite Def is gonna stay nice Ain't rhymin' for ice While your niggas pay the price You pull a heist Use the mind to manifest Anything we don't need If my niggas wanna eat My niggas gonna feed No need for greed And make a man bleed From a bad seed To bad weed we have weed Now watcha gon' do? And watcha gon' do? Don't give a fuck, you still a lame duck You can throw your hands up Bring your men to work Ain't seen it in a while like a hip-hop profile Monsta Isle be buck-wild, meanwhile We get around like a telephone dial You best to bow, those things we don't allow Like you coming off with the B.S, P.S [Verse 4: Kong] With a kid with the duffel knapsack The bag packed, the stash gat Clap that, clap caps Till your cabbage patch backtracked To the Habitat, bad habits have us act You know what, scratch that, after that Your niggas rather argue, stop and dunk While y'all pop a junk “Kong off the trunk” Pop the punk, cock the Glock, dunk Rock the block, jump, till the cops come Man make, you know, Kong is out, son Yo, I'm on buses, I got the fast cars Rock the buses, you still lightin' The asphalt, back pockets touchin' But you thought you fought When you tried me Dawg I box [?] Punch like [?] [Hook] Monster, I~sland, Czars, Comin' at You Monster, I~sland, Czars, Comin' at You Monster! I~sland Czars Don't you know the rhythm Don't you feel the rhythm [?] (Oh) Monster I~sland Czars, Cza-ars Monster Oh Island Oh Cza-a-ars~ Comin' At you Mon-ster, I~sland Monster island, Cza~a-a-a-a-a-a-ars Cza~ars (Czars) (Ooh) (Czars, Monster Island Czars) (Czars, Monster Island Czars) Yeah, yeah yeah Monster, I~sland Cza~a~a-ars (Feel the rhythm) (Could you feel) (Oh) (Could you feel) (Could you feel) (Could you feel the rhythm) (Could you feel) (Oh) (Could you feel) (Could you feel) (Feel my love) Comin’ at You