Lloyd Banks - Monument lyrics

[Verse 1] Angels raisin' up, demons fall when I move the pen Lend me your ear, ya bleed a tear Ain't no fouler story to win Confidence rendered hardly and finally got no more room to sin How brutal this movie been Ball till my Judas' do me in My sound's Peruvian Big barrels mergin' addin' the Uzi in Burn down the studio, high off the fumes again Abuse the pens Snuck out the noose again f** off the tombs come in Coupes'll spin And loads of stupid sh** Sought out a few should win Royal blooded bread to be crowned throne to live lone Each poem leveled in stone Beach bound better for zone These clowns don't know no better Rebound, strut up the drum You ain't ridin'? Get out the car and take your b**h a** home Sit ain't no mistake You lift the burden rate as we regurgitate Evil won't eat off the urban plate I watch them serve the steak Stupid n***as off the curb with hate You have the nerve to break Shoulda, coulda, woulda, been alive, got the word too late [Hook] You won't get nothin' you don't deserve, I had to work for that King story they depend on me, there ain't no turnin' back They gone do it all for attention, ain't got no words for that Caught trippin', slippin' off point, fall in a murder trap Money on my mind can't keep my mind off that Ain't no turnin' back [Verse 2] Tip your f**in' brim to the monument Before I bomb you with Land my hand grenade Rocket launchers sh**, my responsers flip I'm prompt to hit your sponsorship They want my mind to slip Minus we'll grab some hostages Rivals cut off the chopperless Bring me accomplishments You dummies lost somethin' in my expense Belong beside the bench My pa**port flipped in all continents You couldn't buy suspense The streets stay jumpin' ain't no time to flinch Two times for optimists Fresh shot of lint and a pot to piss Fear the apocalypse Everything's movin', won't stop the sh** Like I forgot my gift I got 'em all wrapped Few blocks of this Layin' on the top convinced Lower expectations and conversations about these pricks Money droppin' out the six Lost in the action Refused then I make it happen Back against the wall again, fast forwardin' More than average then This hip hop sh** done got to Where you rap to be popular Feelin's flash in the promter Gotcha where they want ya [Hook] You won't be nothin' you don't deserve, I had to work for that King story they depend on me, there ain't no turnin' back They gone do it all for attention, ain't got no words for that Caught trippin', slippin' off point, fall in a murder trap Money on my mind can't keep my mind off that Ain't no turnin' back