Guilty Simpson - Monster Babies lyrics

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Guilty Simpson - Monster Babies lyrics

[Verse 1: Black Milk] If hip-hop's dead and out Black Milk just gave that b**h mouth to mouth Brought it back to life out the hospital, ill The industry owe me, got hospital bills Or I'mma take it hostage in a fast minute Hip-hop's like Hostel, those three k**ers From the rhymes to the wait, I ain't gon' say Just spot a CD like Diddy's and press play Wanna play, I checkmate your chess game Got a game that I aim at your chest frame The only reason why we do this hip-hop sh**, it's easy Got n***as in hip-hop sick, wheezing Gasping for air, not breathing Sean P, Milk, and Guilt, the playing fields not even Call the Dream Team, call every, it don't matter Dawg, it's a slaughter already, let's go! [Hook: Black Milk] We on some monster sh** Something you got a problem with You should call it quits My n***as on some monster sh** [Verse 2: Sean Price] Listen, n***as say you a fool Ruckus Sniff coke and punch n***as through school buses Fifth smoke, and crunch n***as who do dutches Your b**h broke, she f** n***as who do nothing f**ing hand me the bottle I'll bust his head, n***as telling a la Sammy Gravano f** gla**, cut him down when you hand me the hollow k** him now, the wife, kid and the nanny tomorrow Hustle grand like T.I Allegedly, his team got a C.I Got me backround checking my crew Funny sh** come up, I guess this next sket is for you I am the pick of the litter You are a b**h that gets hit and starts snitching on Twitter Tweedle Dee, Tweedle Dum n***as When you see P you better have your gun, n***a [Hook: Black Milk] We on some monster sh** Something you got a problem with You should call it quits My n***as on some monster sh** [Verse 3: Guilty Simpson] Ayo my food sits well but my gun's bulimic Watch what happens, I'm about to feed it My cars in effect, dark claws in your neck Walk tall with a tech, pall mall n***a sets 'Til you talk with respect Your wack CD I'm gonna pause and eject I'm ready for war Make the call out and collect the 'fetti and more I got your arms in the freezer and your head in the drawer Call me crazy, bonkers maybe, I'll Smack a dude up and stomp his lady I'm beastly, I better have monster babies With teeth already, to chomp on prey Let's work, I'm on call all day I stopped hooping, but still ball all day With your baby mama in the mall all day And the catch is your broad's gon' pay [Hook: Black Milk] We on some monster sh** Something you got a problem with You should call it quits My n***as on some monster sh**

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