Were Monsters

Lyrics

[Chorus: Insan0] We're fucking monsters, midnight stalkers Spittin' on your graves, punk ass bitches You gotta feel my pain, fuck y'all Cuz we're insane, sane [Verse 1: Royal-T] Symmetry penetrator That's right, I'm here to fucking cremate ya I'll break ya down, fucking take it to the next level Triple 6, beaming like a fucking devil I got the shit on stroll, 'bout to fucking roll Straight over the top of y'all You can't stop my flow When i come through invincible That's right, i'm fucking describable I'll put you motherfuckers to an X-ray When it comes to fucking fist fighting I fucking come like fucking lightning [?] back with his licensе Y'all motherfuckers can't fight this [Chorus: Insan0] We'rе fucking monsters Midnight stalkers, spitting on your graves Punk ass bitches, you gotta feel my pain Fuck y'all 'Cuz we're insane- sane We're fucking monsters Midnight stalkers, spitting on your graves Punk ass bitches, you gotta feel my pain Fuck y'all 'Cuz we're insane- sane- sane [Verse 2: Royal-T] Like leprosy, i eat your words piece by piece Motherfucker, i ain't got no peace For y'all motherfuckers to take Don't care what you got, I'm bout to rock the stakes Leave you motherfuckers broken Don't care how much you got, how much you chokin' I'm still here, equivalent to most But I still drop bombs from the fucking rollercoaster That's right, we drop everything that you got Cuz i come through, and i'm fuckin too hot to stop When it comes to beaming, i'll be the best Don't care how much you got, i got the alien accent We all stressed when i come on through Like a hammer [?], i'll beat [?] I don't care how much you know how many flows you got When i come through, i'll make your fucking heart stop [Chorus: Insan0] We're fucking monsters Midnight stalkers, spittin' on your graves Punk ass bitches, you gotta feel my pain Fuck y'all Cuz we're insane We're fucking monsters Midnight stalkers, spittin' on your graves Punk ass bitches, you gotta feel my pain Fuck y'all Cuz we're insane [Verse 3: Royal-T] [?] down the road from the cops Got chopper over top putting me on the spot Loose pork chops, get them off my tail Drop some four corner nails They never fail, lost my roof on purpose, got rid of the [?] too Can't believe what i have to do to fuck up the white and blue Psycho [Verse 4: Insan0] The verbal assassin, painting pictures that's so graphic Skid Row stories, that's so fucking tragic I practice black voodoo magic I cut with surgical precision, the surgeon Highly flammable, your house lit up, your whole family's fucking burning Fuck y'all, I'm still earning, earning The real motherfucking [?] [Interlude] Insan0 Insan0 Yeah, yeah [Chorus: Insan0] We're fucking monsters Midnight stalkers, spittin' on your graves Punk ass bitches, you gotta feel my pain Fuck y'all Cuz we're insane We're fucking monsters Midnight stalkers, spittin' on your graves Punk ass bitches, you gotta feel my pain Fuck y'all Cuz we're insane [Outro: Royal T & Insan0] Fuck y'all That's right Big daddy Big daddy (Fuck y'all) Fuck y'all [?] cult assassin on your [?] My [?] cult assassin on your [?] (yeah) Busting balls Busting balls Bitch You motherfuckers gotta stop frontin' You hear this (uh) Yeah, this is real music (uh) This is real motherfucking music (yeah) Made by Insan0, motherfuckers (Insan0, motherfucker) This is my music (my music) Fuck you (Fuck you) (You ain't shit) You ain't shit I got more talent in my little finger than you got in your whole fucking life You ain't shit, bitch