M.I.N.Y.A.

Lyrics

[Intro: Sample from Rodan (1956)] How could prehistoric monsters stir from their long death to move about upon the Earth again? The only answer to that could be that they never really died [Verse 1: Kamackeris] It's going down this minute, we're in it to win it It's all minted, ride or die, chrome just glass tinted It's like kill or be killed, ill or get illed on I'm passing over suckers, leaving firstborns stillborn I drop deeper than an anchor Holding down a ship with my bitch and my banker Use the mind-thinker, look out for all my niggas The ones that was there when I ain't had no figures No triggers, swinging strictly fistises I'm balling out like your bum-ass business is My rhyme flows? We know those, they don't—Joes While niggas stressing logos and popos We're beyond those, cool in condos Travel overseas, Master Ceremonies Fuck the police, you live to get cheese Separate the real from wannabes We ain't come this far to hold up If you smoke how I smoke, two bowls are passed on the roll-up Nigga, grow up or just blow up We got it locked down and sewn full-blown So don't make me wait Another night 'cause, tonight, we're gonna fuck "All Night Long" like some Mary Jane record Swig a whole fifth and get that ass butt-naked You used to diss me, now you straight miss me Caught you "Monica Lewinski," tipsy off the whiskey What I tell you 'bout the bourbon? We puff herb to keep it swerving You wanna beef? We could beef You wanna rock? We could rock too like the clock do You're still young, son, niggas gotta watch you Yo, we're back and we got you [Verse 2: Rodan] Return to silent page, golden age, connect those rare days What's that smell? Oh yeah, that's your fucking voice stinking up the airwaves Opium seed, head knocked open, enlightened flight poking Monsta the constellation sky portraits got you horoscoping Deaf, dumb and mindless, triple-stage criminal life blind And rip your vertebrae—oh silly me, I forgot you're fucking spineless Deep space stun phaser, new frontier gunblazer Got a dream, shoot out your local KKK fundraiser Real live, this survivor bringing every conniver pain Get paid to spit on the mic, let the rich jewels of my saliva rain Quarter million two hundred fifty thousand reptilians Kingmatic chronograph, you plastic citizen—at ease, civilian Heaven's Gate resident, H2O pedestrian Seven hundred seventy-seven times more hard than your average rapper thespian Understand my wingspan or crawl from a blood brawl Be the worst act of terrorism ever committed on United States soil Fuck Superman, Rodan the true Kryptonian Reclaim my stolen cape and crown, lost-and-found amidst the Smithsonian Frequent flyer got fire for the entire Empire State, now why Babylonia? We graft your rap melon, in flesh with no skeleton Planet Earth sunk after World War III Find me underground, fucking your bitch in my secret bunker [Verse 3: Kong] Crack the 40 ounce, catch a buzz from my cypher Ill type of fighter, strike a joint like a lighter I'm hyper than a flick, for the boom, get them thick Knuckles as sweet as cookies and I bet you'll bite a chip The hunchback of Notre, Dame Super Soaker holder Over-the-shoulder, cross-back leather holster Nickel toaster forces, the ghosts I bring sure stay All day, K-Slash aka Keyser Soze Monster Isle fool's play, tool play Punk Al left to LA, nigga's name was Cool J—touché My recital's homicidal, retreat has become liable, cypher While we're drinking Cask & Cream, Easy G's, son [Verse 4: Megalon] I'm on Nostrand, posting no sense, not sinning Niggas rocking linen and popping them chains, I'm beginning Hop in the reigns popping ten in your brains, not hitting no one close to them He flows again, he got the cops wishing they'd lock 'em in prison Glock in position, I'm counting and pissing 'em off hot gin in my system Let them hoes in without a pot to piss in—go get 'em You're brownnosing, we're coldblooded Monsta Island style frozen