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Godzilla (Nitin Randhawa Remix)
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Nitin Randhawa
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I can swallow a bottle of alcohol and I'll feel like Godzilla Better hit the deck like the card dealer My whole squad's in here, walking around the party A cross between a zombie apocalypse and B-Bobby "The Brain" Heenan which is probably the Same reason I wrestle with mania Shady's in this b*t*h, I'm posse'd up Consider it to cross me a costly mistake If they sleepin' on me, the hoes better get insomnia ADHD, Hydroxycut Pa** the Courvoisier (Hey, hey) In AA with an AK, melee, finna set it like a playdate Better vacate, retreat like a vacay, mayday (Ayy) This beat is cray-cray, Ray J, H-A-H-A-H-A Laughing all the way to the bank, I spray flames They cannot tame or placate the Monster You get in my way, I'ma feed you to the monster (Yeah) I'm normal during the day, but at night, turn to a monster (Yeah) When the moon shines like Ice Road Truckers I look like a villain outta those blockbusters Godzilla, fire spitter, monster Blood on the dance floor, and Louis V carpet Fire, Godzilla, fire, monster Blood on the dance floor, and Louis V carpet I swear this industry sh*t, to me, is one big-a** lick I walk inside of a buildin', tell the A&R n***a "strip" Tell 'em I need all of my chips, my life been on Section 8 I've been a welfare case, AFDC pump fake Meanwhile, I'm grindin' 'cause drug money ain't like rap money Four white kilo, snow-bunny, equal one whole show, dummy I'm on this tour bus and I'm f**ked up I got a bad call, they killed Braze They killed Chad, my big homie Pup Puppy eyes on my face, bruh And I really be drinkin', why the f**k I really been smokin'? What the f**k? I'm the sober one Man, I'm so stressed out, I can't focus Hide out when I ride out, ski mask with the eyes out Speed past in the Cutla**, me and little Ocho Every young n***a hop out Two tears in a bucket, I feel like "f**k it" The price of fame, recognize my pain, it's all I know All out war but I'm out here though Call my troops like, "vamonos" I'm on this tour bus and I'm f**ked up I got a bad call, and it's all bad Off a OG with my OG and some OE by the tall gla** Monster You get in my way, I'ma feed you to the monster (Yeah) I'm normal during the day, but at night, turn to a monster (Yeah) When the moon shines like Ice Road Truckers I look like a villain outta those blockbusters Godzilla, fire spitter, monster Blood on the dance floor, and Louis V carpet Fire, Godzilla, fire, monster Blood on the dance floor, and Louis V carpet You can't expect the unexpected, these dreams are manifested From my head into reality, they seems a bit excessive But I don't stress it, two hands to count my blessings All the times that I've been reckless with an ego big as Texas Thinkin' "I'm the man", I never let these hoes inside the plan My room for bullsh*t in the crib as small as a child's hands I fill the shoes and walk a path where only giants stand I am the fire man, sh*t I'm way too fly to land, yeah I'm smokin' weed all alone, on the road Even though I know they need me at home Keep my control from a city where it's freezin' and cold Each to their own, punches like this probably beat up Stallone Monster You get in my way, I'ma feed you to the monster (Yeah) I'm normal during the day, but at night, turn to a monster (Yeah) When the moon shines like Ice Road Truckers I look like a villain outta those blockbusters Godzilla, fire spitter, monster Blood on the dance floor, and Louis V carpet Fire, Godzilla, fire, monster Blood on the dance floor, and Louis V carpet I'm just a product of Slick Rick and Onyx, told 'em lick the balls Had 'em just appalled, did so many things that p*ssed 'em off It's impossible to list 'em all And in the midst of all this I'm in a mental hospital with a crystal ball Tryna see, will I still be like this tomorrow? Risperdal, voices whisper My fist is balled back up against the wall, pencil drawn This is just the song to go ballistic on You just pulled a pistol on a guy with a missile launcher I'm just a Loch Ness, the mythological Quick to tell a b*t*h screw off like a fifth of vodka When you twist the top of the bottle, I'm a Monster You get in my way, I'ma feed you to the monster (Yeah) I'm normal during the day, but at night, turn to a monster (Yeah) When the moon shines like Ice Road Truckers I look like a villain outta those blockbusters Godzilla, fire spitter, monster Blood on the dance floor, and Louis V carpet Fire, Godzilla, fire, monster Blood on the dance floor, and Louis V carpet Wow, n***as been crampin' my style Blowin' my high, they want a reply The number one question is, "How?" How does it feel now that you on? How much you worth? How big is your home? How come you won't get a few features? I think you should? How 'bout I don't? How 'bout you just get the f**k off my d**k? How 'bout you listen and never forget? Only gon' say this one time, then I'll dip N***as ain't worthy to be on my sh*t Haven't you heard? I'm as cold as the tip Tip of the iceberg that tipped the T**anic No tip-toein' around it, my sh*t is gigantic As big as the f**kin' Atlantic, I'm lit, b*t*h N***as want war, but it ain't likely Boy, you know, threats I don't take lightly Better have hands if you gon' fight me Got a quick left jab and that sh*t's light-speed N***as say I'm next up and I just might be Started from the bottom they ain't know a lot about him All I had was Ramen noodles and a little iced tea Now my life's like a movie, motherf**kin' Spike Lee I just want canaries on my wrist***ch, yeah N***as get buried in the slipknot, woah Shorty think I'm married, but my d**k's not, uh I ain't get married 'til my d**k drop, yeah I just wanna hit it in some flip flops, woah I don't want kids, I don't lip-lock, no If you want love, better kick rocks, yeah I'm a rock star, ho, Kid Rock, yeah Monster You get in my way, I'ma feed you to the monster (Yeah) I'm normal during the day, but at night, turn to a monster (Yeah) When the moon shines like Ice Road Truckers I look like a villain outta those blockbusters Godzilla, fire spitter, monster Blood on the dance floor, and Louis V carpet Fire, Godzilla, fire, monster Blood on the dance floor, and Louis V carpet Why the f**k I need a loan for police to leave me alone? Once you makin' provolone, they think you sellin' from your home Motherf**k these maricóns, excuse me, I'm not bashin' sh*t I open safes like open sesame now there ain't no cash in it Crash the whip like I'm Crash Bandicoot then get my bands a coupe Bands are blue from what they hand to you, my guap is tangible Sayin' to you, "My sh*t's phenomenal, I'm a phenomenon" Back in the days, my boys was starvin' and it wasn't Ramadan Octagon, if it's about my feet then the boy get dropped If it's paper over pu**y, best believe everything gon' pop When I walk into the building now, it's open the close-up shop When I— (Monster, You get in my way, I'ma ) Ashley Banks, Carlton Banks, Hilary Banks robbin' a bank Outta your league, outta your rank, wanna be us but n***as can't I know your girl, she just a skank, you got a gun, I got a tank All this sh*t random but I gotta thank All of my n***as for breakin' the bank, b*t*h Monster You get in my way, I'ma feed you to the monster (Yeah) I'm normal during the day, but at night, turn to a monster (Yeah) When the moon shines like Ice Road Truckers I look like a villain outta those blockbusters Godzilla, fire spitter, monster Blood on the dance floor, and Louis V carpet Fire, Godzilla, fire, monster Blood on the dance floor, and Louis V carpet If you never gave a damn (Ayy), raise your hand 'Cause I'm about to set trip, vacation plans I'm on point like my index is, so all you will ever get is The motherf**kin' finger (Finger), prostate exam ('Xam) How can I have all these fans and perspire? Like a liar's pants, I'm on fire And I got no plans to retire and I'm still the man you admire These chicks are spazzin' out, I only get more handsome and flyer I got 'em pa**in' out like what you do when you hand someone flyers And what goes around comes around just like the blades on the chainsaw 'Cause I caught the flack, but my dollars stacked right off the bat like a baseball Like Kid Ink, b*t*h, I got them racks with so much ease that they call me Diddy 'Cause I make bands and I call getting cheese a cakewalk (Cheesecake, yeah) B*t*h, I'm a player, I'm too motherf**kin' stingy for Cher Won't even lend you an ear, ain't even pretending to care But I tell a b*t*h I'll marry her if she'll bury her Face in my genital area, the original Richard Ramirez Cristhian Rivera, 'cause my lyrics never sit well So they wanna give me the chair Like a paraplegic, and it's scary, call it Hari Kari 'Cause e'ry Tom and D**k and Harry carry a Merriam motherf**kin' dictionary on 'em Swearing up and down they can spit, this sh*t's hilarious It's time to put these b*t*hes in the obituary column We wouldn't see eye to eye with a staring problem Get the shaft like a steering column (Monster) Trigger happy, pack heat, but it's black ink Evil half of the Bad Meets Evil, that means take a back seat Take it back to Fat Beats with a maxi single Look at my rap sheet, what attracts these people Is my 'Gangsta B*t*h' like Apache with a catchy jingle I stack chips, you barely got a half-eaten Cheeto Fill 'em with the venom and eliminate 'em Other words, I Minute Maid 'em I don't wanna hurt 'em, but I did, I'm in a fit of rage I'm murderin' again, nobody will evade I'm fittin' to kill 'em and dumpin' their f**kin' bodies in the lake Obliterating everything, incinerate a renegade I'm here to make anybody who want it with the pen afraid But don't nobody want it, but they're gonna get it anyway 'Cause I'm beginnin' to feel like I'm mentally ill I'm Attila, kill or be killed, I'm a killer bee, the vanilla gorilla You're bringin' the killer within me outta me You don't wanna be the enemy of the demon who entered me Or be on the receivin' end of me, what stupidity it'd be Every bit of me's the epitome of a spitter When I'm in the vicinity, motherf**ker, you better duck Or you finna be dead the minute you run into me A hundred percent of you is a fifth of a percent of me I'm 'bout to f**kin' finish you, b*t*h, I'm unfadable You wanna battle, I'm available, I'm blown up like an inflatable I'm undebatable, I'm unavoidable, I'm unevadable I'm on the toilet bowl, I got a trailer full of money and I'm paid in full I'm not afraid to pull a— Man, stop Look what I'm plannin', haha
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