Spiega - Escape From Monsta Isle lyrics

[Intro] Let's descend to the depths of Monster Island For the first time in history The order is given to evacuate New York City And through the now silent canyons of the huge city [Verse 1: Rodan] Ay yo, dilapidated graf enscribed on the building We prefer gats to textbooks Teachers and principals got stuck up Got an education from hustlers, gunrunners, stackout artists And real-estate crooks, spoken broken English Supplement the bling-bling rocks Make a b**h in g-string pop Shootin' meteorites from my slingshot Redefine the aerodynamics of space flight When I play the wing spot It's like Sugar Ray Robinson Smacking Jake LaMotta Verse by verse you still couldn't get hotter Mocha chocolata, yadda yadda yadda p**y as sweet as Mýa b**hes still get nada Thermonuclear mushroom cloud sky squatter ATL, M.I.C it's like the Monster Island of Doctor Moreau Keep pursuin', conquistador Drug czar, super powers like the former Soviet Union Keep the black toes close to me like its supposed to be f** around play Son of Sam blow your brains All over your brand new leather interior upholstery Glastro actors prepare for the chit chat Kong drop a bomb for those insects co*k feedin wife boy and chicken head steady hen pecks Itchin for a scratch, track record, check the index Dealin with alcoholism, the constant threat of prison Still maintain balance in relationship to rhythm Bush is the president but I still voted for Shirley Chisholm [Verse 2: Megalon] Bloody Jesus tampon style believe dis B's hands on the fetus, speedus Last supper f**in eat this Preacher dances sleeveless On the poor but priestless What kind of greed is this, makin G's off Jesus? Is he a myth or does he exist Is he a white man? is he a black man squeezin the fifth? Answer: lips, fingertips, knees and hips Pieces of sh** How many pieces of green is rich? I'm like "Damn, this priest is a snitch" Tellin the police who the true Jesus is Could lead to this, face to face, fist to feet, feet to fist Don't eat the fish in the sink they beat they dicks [Interlude] How did the monsters escape? [Verse 3: Kong] Sigh thugs, thigh thugs, fly slugs, cry blood Eyes bloodshot, slug shot, watch the blood drop When the blood slug shot, play ya porch like a step Cause I'm a crook ready to knock this n***a phone off the hook I will infect your insects when I inject my index In text, windex your chick check Kong love ghetto hoes, settle does, metal toe Kink hoes are tight, rah rah, per slow f** with the Czars, ya better play with devil nose Or play with his toes, or eat yellow snow f** around, handle them? no No man can f** with Kong, Conan KD, X-Ray, Rodan, Megalon Smackin n***as with a closed hand Crisp styles to let go Someone hears a missiles like what though Piss styles to petro All you hear is whistles and echo [Verse 4: Spiega] Never let go whether or not I'm petro Stepped to the ring swinging bricks and elbows, better let em know Keepin it goin, keepin it movin, people be knowin, still they be booin My sheep will keep blowin, see what they doin, leavin em open Keepin em wishin, me reminiscin, fetal positions, we leavin em twitchin Ceasin the kitchen, real or superstition odds will come even like flatlines That's fine, heart of a raptor when I attack like a stack mine Hard like black wine after the revision in prison see me and listen 'Bout the bloody red skies that I'll be kissin... who missin? [Outro] The major cities in the world are being destroyed one by one by the monsters Couldn't you foresee this? We are not trying to conceal anything from you ; the truth of the matter gentlemen Is that we don't know what has happened Is that true? All I can say now is we know nothing, but every one of us feels the very same thing