Monster Music (Killbot's Factory)

money to blow

i am on a 24 hour purple haze diet
puffin while im pumpin i encourage u to try it
im probably just sayin that cuz my niggas they supply it
i got a new chain robbery? well try it
but just be aware i got a stupid fat ratchet
nd i put ya whole fam in a stupid fat casket
u niggas is trash sum stupid fat bastads
and im on top my high is everlastin
choppa steady blastin weed u cant imagine
weed in my crib house like bob saget
spittin stupid nice tracks like automatics
look at ya bitch then im auto mackin
rhyme game right im not even sorta slackin
2 heaters in the beater not sorta packin
im sick and hungry but i sorta stopped laughin
cuz everything in my mind is all tragic


(HOOK)

richer then the richest i stay flippin pigeons
birds all white like a cluckin chicken
im gettin mad guap till im stuck in prison
you niggas get dead cuz u dont fuckin listen
i told em up the ante more money then ya family
my flow super tight like fat bitches pantys
i was wit sandy or fuckin wit tammy
two bitches givin brains thats a double whammy
or 3 havin sex my nigga thats a triple threat
her and her friends givin neck infin-net
on one accord sorta like an ethernet
when ya boy is bored spit a verse and ether vets
im a fuckin monster ya boy is under beds
so u can be under cover but ill gun ya head
i aimed for ya leg but shot ya lung instead
u b all bloody like u rep that red

(HOOK)

3rd verse shoot u till flat lines
them bullets twist ya fingers up like gang sign
i am so differant same at the same time
i got a nickleplated mac for who take mine
and it will break spines connects like the grape vine
i spit great lines dubs is like my fat dimes
i dont give a fuck that is our differance
i kill my victims and then the witness
im a fuckin menace drinkin mad guiness
im a general u workin for leutenants
u goin to jail mad long call it a run on sentence
my niggas rude fuck u if u offended
im like a hoe i need money to blow
luckily im rich and i got money to show
my nigga i am grimey yes gully fo sho
pillsbury stackin im gettin that dough u kno

(hook)

plenty money

whats on my waist dog? a big ass 40
killin all yall niggas in my recordings
ridin in that space ship yea my car is foreign
got rid of the last one cuz it was borin(repeat)

homie im high in the sky like a fuckin star
yall niggas flow is sweet call em candy bars
yall niggas not aliens homie im very mars
cocaine raw nigga its very hard
i am very large nigga im a rap idol
ali wit this shit nigga i hold the title
bussin off the tec it hit u in ya spinal
hit u in ya chest blow out ya organs that is vital
u dead on arrival homie thats D.O.A
ill leave yall niggas sleepin right where the fishes play
ill leave ya children dead when my niggas spray
you say u got guns but u neva held a k
im killing ya bank homie yea wealth i slay
all wood thats whats on ya shelf today
yea my debt good but i got hell to pay
contemplatin shud i load up the shells today
naaaah lets leave em fuck it nigga bring the blade
tryna feel my interior homie its all suade
or its all leather seats made of ostrich
i get super head my bitches straight from college
i get mo knowledge then u cud imagine
i get more DEEP then u cud ever FATHOM
im takin everythin grabbin all you stackin
and my house got more bitches then a beauty pageant
nigga u so slackin face cream like proactive
you below average nigga im pro at this
ya crew is fo faggots theat means its fuckin fake
i got a fuckin eigth smoke it to the fuckin face
im at ya front door shoot up ya fuckin place
yall nigga really starin i can feel the hate
and for your sake pray to the god u know
cuz im a shotty spitter witta cartridge flow

walk it out

listen i am back my guns is fully loaded
and when it pop off it sound like a damn explosion
ice round my neck explanation for it snowing
girls dancin in they pantys wit they tittys showin
yes i got guns that is about 8 years old
i got guns the same size as an eight year old
talkin bout the goons u betta slow ur role
for u be suckin on the barrels fuckin pole
yall niggas fuckin go my niggas clutchin guns
hit u in ur lungs and then u will run
my money stack like bloods throwin them gang signs
im like goin in the battle and spitten the same lines
im a landmine jam thru the grapevine
witta pump the same size as a lake
im so fire leave u wetter then vaginas
u already kno adress me as ya highness
and then i minus ya finest pine and
cuz my i got rush just like a lineman
i mean i stay puffin on that crazy dro
eric b rakim floss mode on my 80's flow
i move mad crack my nigga i stay in snow
it means its cold even in the summer yo
i got the pumper yo thats a bummer boy
i stay wit that beat like a drummer boy
745 witta candy coat stunner toy
stay wit the kickers just like a punter boy
got the rifle blastin just like a hunter toy
and if he talkin reckless i might just punch ya boy
i dont get tired of pullin i dont get tired of shootin
im shittin on u niggas i get tired of poopin
makin all the money i get tired of goonin
showin off my ass i dont get tired of moonin

KILLA freestyle
　
listen im back witta vengence remember me
ill leave u in forensics chopped in tennesy
my drink of choice? well thats the hennesy
the drop is whatever but my nigga the bently mean
and u already know ya boy is a killa
dead bodies coming back reminded me of thrilla
u dont wna meet these fockers like ben stiller
im high like lil wayne except im iller
illy high off the muthafuckin philly
fuckin wit this type of nigga u must be silly
really yall niggas i feel alot of pity
cuz my life so great urs is so shitty
u can catch me in ya hood or maybe in ya city
handin out photos autographs on bitches tittys
still gettin to the cheese like i was mickey
yall niggas bitin and suckin like a fuckin hickey
listen u can catch me in my mothafuckin kitchen
wippin tryna get these pigeons to the children
who pitch em nigga u cud be my next victim
cuz my whole crew is dogs and i say sick em
get em rip em into a million peices reeses
im shittin on the whole game yes feces
if u gettin that guap well let me see
im a snatch ya whole stack let the peice gleam
and the nine beam killa im a thorough bread
im sittin in the rover coppin that thorough head
and if u slip up remember what dorrough said
trunk hittin like kimbo and the ks in bed
where it sleep at same place as the subs
where u sleep at? the bottom of my dubs
yea yea the sole of my new jordans
mauris ferraris yea everythin is foreign
yea u niggas sleepin oh yes i hear u snorin
flow from overseas even my coke imported

and then i minus ya finest pine and
cuz my i got rush just like a lineman
i mean i stay puffin on that crazy dro
eric b rakim floss mode on my 80's flow
i move mad crack my nigga i stay in snow
it means its cold even in the summer yo
i got the pumper yo thats a bummer boy
i stay wit that beat like a drummer boy
745 witta candy coat stunner toy
stay wit the kickers just like a punter boy
got the rifle blastin just like a hunter toy
and if he talkin reckless i might just punch ya boy
i dont get tired of pullin i dont get tired of shootin

dope

i get straight cash pump like a break pad
witta grey mag thatll leave u laid back
everything fade black when that eight clap
nigga ya tapes wack im asleep in my maybach
shout out to my nigga frenchy coke wave poppin
fiends be burnt out from all the dope they coppin
when ya boy is in the house u know theres problems
and if we come wit the bat man u kno we robbin
and if my nigga hit em then no ones stoppin
we'll lean a niggas shit till the 5-0 hop in
and if u ride that 5 then u know u poppin
im talkin bout the 45 in my denims u watchin
and i dont give a fuck ill put the dro to my lips
beef ill take the heat out like a solar eclipse
yall niggas talk bout money but none of yall rich
my flow fire like a an aids victims piss sheettt

look im text book? nigga peep whos speakin
ill stab u cuz i love how that blood stay leakin
im in ya moms crib wit the 45 beamin
u can see it in my eyes u kno the kid stay schemin
and im so sick plus i hang wit a vile set
chrome 6 shooters look like the wild west
got 81 put randy moss up in ya chest
watch on my right dont even peep wats on the left
and i stay on the scene blastin and slashin mics
u dick head pussy u act like a hermhaphrodite
see my new kicks yea bitch im glad u like
i keep change in mind like u giving bad advice
and truthfully u suck nigga stop rappin
so much wud up thought im in a log cabin
yea i kno my chain pretty nice its tight all platinum
and i got more cash then u cud ever imagine

black as my blood black as my gun be
aiming at ya infant aiming at ya hubby
look at splattered brains paint a picture lovely
i spit more crack then anything that u pumpin
yea im dumpin diddy boppin thru the hood nigga
dap my mans up like yo wats good nigga
then look u up and down like wat is u doin nigga
words exchange and then i go shootin niggas
yea if u shoot em up well then u gotta kill em
cuz if u dont then u not really a villain
they come back u cud wind up as a victim
head blown the fuck off legs in ya fuckin kitchen
arms scattered around the couch tht ya mama sittin
flush ya brains down the toilet where ya father shittin
see ya boy gotta flow thats as hard as denim
u dont got money flow or alot of women

(finish l8r)

listen i splatter ur brains passin thru lanes
gave up the caine but used to know the addicts by name
im ill payed the bills handin out all the packs
put 2gs in the game one week and i got it back
thats hustlin yea nigga thats hustlin
its time to give it up if u aint really makin nuttin
u see the big dealers in the new cars stuntin
and think u cud do the same 2 ounce pumpin
im not hatin but really i been in the same stage
i caught three bodies homie all on the same gauge
thought of goin legal but ya boy tryna get payed
mind on the money but still a nigga get laid
nd i aint talkin 2 or 3 stacks type of shit
im talkin i cud buy or sell ya whole life ya dig?
im ill and im so fuckin rich
and u shud mind ya bizz for i have to cut ya kids

yeaaaaaaa niggga

listen i had them shooters nah nigga i was one
runnin round stupid nigga blastin mag-a-nums
saw the new drop u in already copped that
beef my gun like TI it put ya top back
yeaaaa and u niggas dont really want that
ull shake and get fried when i pull the big mac
gun ill put the bulletins like a thumb tack
ya hustle is corny plus nigga ya sons wack
matta fact ya sons hustlin off of my crack
seen him yesterday talkin bout my pops wack
and i can co-sign that my nigga
CT RI still flippin packs nigga
i gotta butterfly knife for all you rat niggas
and a lade witta big grill fuck dat splat niggas
straight clap niggas body snatch niggas
pull u into the ally and then i yap niggas
like jacob chain brace-a-let
check check check so whos next
louie v bags grip on the tec
thats a bet and u dont got to place it
if u try to flex u stretched like before you ball
u know ya mama gone way before the doctors call
i aint havin no babys but my crew fuckin raw
hollow tips pad ya cheat like a fuckin bra
yea i get it in the tristate all the time
shout out jersey homie i see yall on ya grind
i had a homie from the tre up in new haven
cuttin niggas up on film like wes craven
and yea NY homie we all see yall
but let the rest of the tri state shine dog
and for all u gangstas out there who think u bad
got some shootas wit them thangs on mckinley ave

im so rude but show no diserespect
pedestrians watchin takin pics of my vette
cant a nigga in this world cut my checks
everytime ya boy spit a verse its a bomb threat
middle finger to the sky like fuck em all
got the 40 tucked in my fuckin draws
i get ya whole fam murked wit just one call
hear the hunger in my voice ya boy is starved
and these niggas is aggy for only one reason
they see me doin wat they not so they start speakin
like oh he a fake he aint do wat he say he did
he neva shot a nigga he neva did a bid
and u rite i aint gone front and talk shit
cuz i aint needa shoot u cuz my dogs did
haha but dont talk shit nigga ill kill you
put my new mauris up on ya grill dude(FAGGOT)

wave the d eagle get on the floor
ak out the trunk and its bussin at ya door
aw its ruger nigga i am holding one
perfect dark james bond split em wit the golden gun
yes my chain icy its lookin like a frozen one
spittin like acid im lookin like the chosen one
ya u wud cry if u seen me shavin onions
but its nuttin im stuntin purple haze puffin
dippin thru the lanes grippin on the burna
he talkin real reckless i heat em like a furnace
ernest i mean honest i show promise
pay homage jakes watchin and tape violence
thangs poppin wrist lockin leave ya head noddin
no problem swing on em have em diddy boppin
im the nigga slide thru and get ya city poppin
no dialogue straight to the semi cockin
big body truck yea its lookin like a hog
you a nerd me a boss
niggas get lost neva get found
hand on the pound his face in the ground

listen u hear dat nigga thats the money talkin?
im from ct but the swag is so foreign
fuck a cross walk nigga we j walkin
new dubs on nigga we j walkin
u got that new rollie im in the shadows watchin
k light his face up he tryna shadow box meh
fake fuck u dumb fucks dont want nun ill eat son
and butt fuck ya wife son while u butt fuck ur bud
he dick sucks his friends cum and gets in his bum
talkin like dumbs dumbs ill buck buck ya wifes son
face shut and nip tucked and shattered like glass cups
ill buck buck his back up while he calls for back up
talkin all that son will get ya crew snatched up
yapped up and jacked up bagged up in black trucks
gimme ur stacks cuz before u leak mad blood
im so high on that bud i think i see planuts
5 grams satanic im mentally damaged
ghost smoke in panic a phantom on camera
niggas tote hammers face covered bandanas
hot like alabama guns sprayin off at random
kid nap and ransom runnin thru ya mansion
nigga im so great and spit like a champion

STILL AGGY
im so heartless my gun is mine in marraige
i only beef for bread so i make a sandwich
the nigga that got ya cousin shot up
u said he was sleepin but he neva got up
yea guess he was catchin some Z's
stop catchin the beef for i put ya bestfriend to sleep
nigga u aint neva had to rest in the streets
where those felons wit heat will put ya motha in sheets
im so ill you so average
ya brother and son put em all in caskets
niggas wanna scrap but then i started blastin
if u actin like a tool ill force feed u the ratchet
ya im strapped kid all automatics
P90 in the guitar case ill split ya faction
and the rest of you fuck niggas is faggy
im gettin money and u not u still AGGY
(chorus)
(guest verse)
(chorus)
Whoa beef on fam ill clap mine
u say u straight nigga? u dont look fine
u look real nervous holdin that burna
i guess some niggas just aint cut out for murda?
me i got sick of this niggas actin ignorant
so i got a fif to grip brainless like a simpleton
stainless wit the clip in it ull die if they grazin em
if it aint bout dollas den it aint makin sense
dolla signs in my eyes keys like a casio
im on that green cream its all pistachio
i got 80 in the clip like JR
fuck niggas get touched with the AR
oh you not ill clap em like the disease
gimme the cheese the leaves nd them heroine seeds
yea flow heroine i get it poppy
green light smash the gas u cant stop me

STOP LION

(Chorus:
nd them niggas in the hood be dieng
all you hear is them police sirens
so u niggas needa stop lion
stop lion stop lion
and when them boys come thru they firing
and there moms know they dead they cryin
so u niggas needa stop lion
stop lion stop lion)

this is a serious game yall needa stop snitchin
you mad u aint shinin b on ya grind stop bitchin
yea no sympathy for fuck niggas
in my hood u better learn how to duck nigga
or learn how to whip or learn how to clip
u better learn how to sell a ounce and bag a brick
but when that static flip wit the baddest clik
u better clap ya fif nd hope the mag wont stick
cuz if niggas catch u slippin nd niggas know u pitchen
then guns get the spittin niggas get to dippin
even if u got a gun on ya fuck ya crew theyll run on u
if niggas peep ya bezel and its flooded too
dont expect respect cuz ill even dump on u
most def 30g's is really worth it dude
but but when you a victim and u hear the sirens
u betta keep ya mouth shut nd nigga stop lion

(chorus)

they beat me up took everything they wanted
all for nothin just cuz a nigga stuntin
said they was coppin the white that im pumpin
told me to give it up or theyd start dumpin
faggot is that really what you told the cops
when i had the chance i shudda left you shot
but u begged for ya life nd i let it go
but u aint the first dry snitch theres many mo
police at my door tellin my mama lies
said i was shavin onions in da jects for da pie
they wanna take me in nigga wit what warrent?
thats why i hate snitches cuz they super corny
nd at that they the ones talk the most shit
but i think a full clip aint really worth it
u niggas make me sick you gotta big mouth
u wanna tell lies ill take ya tongue and fuckin cut it out

(chorus)

and for all yall niggas who wanna pop clips
think if u get bagged wit ya mans will u snitch
yea and all that talkin bout crimes cut the gossip
cuz u dont want that to come out the wrong lips
thats how u get bagged by tellin ya tightest niggas
its hard to keep it to ya self but u just gotta nigga
cuz them boys find the fingerprints on the trigga
and ull be doin more time then max Bigga
velli pigs dont eva wanna see you gettin fetti
thats why im aimin for the heady turn ya brains to spaghetti
u keep snitchin kid well just think bout this
u mama wont even tell who the victim is
leave ya twisted cuz im a damn misfit
all i know is crime thats how my fam get it
hood niggas cud get u weed pills caine
but they cant get u a new brain (so stop lion)