The Holy Karon - The Monsters lyrics

Damn, got the urge to fight Taking life, Stick pipe down the windpipe of a promiscuous f**ing dyke Hi mom, it's your son who doesn't do right Gutting out, the Bulging Pouch of a pregnant b**h & putting the sh** it on Skype It's the modern day bigger, big black lip n***a, Flava Flava & Beelzebub f**ing mixture With a touch, Of Wilt Chamberlains Nuts to make the concoction a Little bit more Sicker but inevitably darker Touch the blade make a slow d**h come quicker Ugly, Darkskin with a short fiery temper Mobbin with a gang of ghouls, metamorphosing the rules With some Evil, Deceitful, cool lethal people group of fools an*l Rape a Mule Till my dick feels Cool The Dust, Plus the Ass Crust Make my large Nuts Bust Young f** ups, Living it up Satan Blessed God f**ed To the d**h We Holy up, from sun down to Sun Up Them monsters when I was kid under my bed never fled They are screaming they want me dead in my f** head And I womt the pull this lead until all is buried dead I dont kid, I'm a motherf**ing monster We you expect motherf**er? Motherf**er You stupid motherf**ers!