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America Monster

The monster exposed himself from underground Burning his face as he ran through the town Hoping the patrons just don't hear a sound Heart, court and

Broken in a tall black street Of rain and inhumanity Without shelter, white or pride Or even just the little things Will you come, will you come for

Traducció: Grans Todd Cap i els monstres. A l'espera dels Estats Units.

The monster exposed himself from underground Burning his face as he ran through the town Hoping the patrons just don't hear a sound Heart, court

A little light looks through her bedroom window She dances and I dream, she's not so far as she seems Brighter meadows, melting sunsets her hair blowing

Hid Behind The Curt Ains Call The Skinny Stripper Sells It All The Labors Cheap, Profit Steep Holy Father Look Some More Your Foot Already In The Door

must be kiddin me!! Y'all must be kiddin me!!! Aiyyo fuck the whole industry!!! Come on!!! Staten Island! Come on! Hold me down!!! [Verse 1: Ghostface Killah] Monster

still Chill, peace to Queens, so the God Allah reel's reel It's the takeover, breaks over, make something For funny ass package, who want, and a cake over Monster

Let's go, Shyne, pro, bust pipes get right Bang, stop, roll 'head throw the dice White Air Force Ones, monies in rubber bands America's number one dope