we are monsters

we are monsters created to be mobsters. not imposters imported just like fosters fish and lobster dancing with the wolves im kevin costner came up slanging through the hood shirts and soccers shit be strong like takka but we dont worship flakka your style smell like some caca acting tough like david baca.. what u saying bitch show us who i got locked up the streets alleys and dirt roads i stay on my hustle mode. G a savage. watch how i spit out cold hawka a luugie and turn to gold turquoise on my teeth nobody can fuck with me.. get em saying daddy please roll a fatty from that weed see how my eyes bleed. on this mic im hercules. shoot a kite aint working G spit a ryhme watch how they stay twerking G men or mice bet i hit it once im sure i get it twice. popped out from the coochie shooting dice ask me how im doing im like guuci why i know popo trying get me with a load so i step on it cause u looking guilty rolling slow.. im like commando wondering where the band go after the show.. my plans are hard to handle u get stuck like i don't know i bust flows for the children gowing up like animals getting drunk at the cemetery like i dont know what happen holmes. homie caught one from. A BLACK AND CHROME.. true shit u be lucky if u make it home. gi