I lay dead in the casket To see me laughin' But I ain't havin' it The gas pedal I be mashin' To escape the assassin Cuz mutha fuckas hate to see me have shit
lay dead in the casket To see me laughin' But I ain't havin' it The gas pedal I be mashin' To escape the assassin Cuz mutha fuckas hate to see me have shit
monster inside me(inside me) theres a monster inside me(inside me) and theres a monster inside me and everywhere i go theres fucking monsters beside me
them Want 'em, come get 'em n*ggas, ya'll know where to get at me Look at me, now pass me, maybe you can be half me You bastards, I'm laughin', bullets
on them Want 'em, come get 'em n*ggas, ya'll know where to get at me Look at me, now pass me, maybe you can be half me You bastards, I'm laughin', bullets
shit No to drugs I never spark it, I used to be bullied for honour classes By those slow as molasses, take this shit to school [Verse 5] Raquel treat me
want peace, but if them niggas want beef We gon' have to take the heat to the streets Knawmean? they tryin to stop dreams and block creams It seems like what? they hate to see
that P-a-t, I see ya flippin with tha grain, watch they see me as I pop in the shine, Im gone break em off see that 5th just recline, still is a minor
Mackenzie When that bud's in me Now one of these niggaz tried to tell me my shit was hopeless His homeboy was on the other side sayin', "Man, your shit
, Mercury, Priority wanted me Russell Simmons, and 9 other record companies Sendin limousines out to pick up my broke ass Feedin' me stakes, buyin' me hookers, I hope that shit
a monster inside me(inside me) There's a monster inside me(inside me) And there's a monster inside me And everywhere I go there's fucking monsters beside me
take it to these motherfucking streets, yo Yo, throw your 3's up [Benzino] Lord I'm crying out, help me get my shit together They tryin to put me back
all wanna jock me as I slow the beat down see the diamonds face strong wreckin whole H-town comin through and we down with them hoes wanna see me, yellas
on some of them demand shit Some loaded mack 11 in the hand shit [Chorus] Nigga, have you ever seen the face of death Nigga, have you ever heard the
shit like sitting down pissing Eighteen, still talking to imaginaries Hopefully they see the talent I carry just like Jimmy Losers can never win me, you can never offend me
