Cru - Monsta lyrics

[Verse 1: Cru] Let me show you inside This is where lost souls go to die No questions why Man I'm screaming I'm blind Here is a tour through the depths of my mind Open the door Lock it right behind you Or the zombies in the basement will find you The truth is in the stitching Be Quiet in the kitchen Murder was a [?] Leave you in the cold twitching Man upstairs he's slimplistic and twisted He's in a basement near you check the listing Hold up I think he's f**ing listening The sweat starts to run down your face now its glistening Pause, Now run down the hall Why are my pictures on every single wall You stumble and fall but you land on your chest In front of my room, these are where my thoughts rest [Verse 2: Pacific Sp1t] And now the camera turn on me like Blair Witch Pac Spit Make a blade to scalp hairs with And go Sweeny Todd Until the whole towns' dead I don't bang but I ain't home til my cloths red I act Bats So you can put me in koo-koos nest While cooking cannibals give this dish, a little zest I f** around with coojo b**hes and fine ladies I'm Stephen King k**ing school kids with K-9 rabies Zombie strippers, are making me drool again In the Rath of my blood baths, shallow ends But these are only plastic fangs in my gums Until my mind walks into my Nightmare Slums [Verse 3:Kilo LaRoyce] f** feelings b**h This n***a on some k**ing sh** Slap a n***a in his face You f**ing with a villain kid Take a trip in my mind zone I'm gone Murder weak rappers from different time zones Getting Dome Fruit ninja, when I slice these lemon n***as A.S. in stealth mode We'll split ya cells with the splinter You n***as faker than nicki minaj's a** and tits Pac Sp1t, rollin up crack in a single spliff Drug related flow You whiney n***as hate it tho k** em slow Like Halls, Dick, And Balls We in her throat f** earth to many f*ggots can't stand it Its a photoshoot When I blast you with the Canon Leaving n***as tongue twisted like spanish Rollin with the Bandits Invading this planet