Track from the "Resident 2030" album.
HOUSE OF MONSTERS (Lyrics)
Verse 1:
I'm a monster from the depths, better bring your best. The Ravagers are marching on ya, rippin flesh. It's the living dead, grotesque darker than the Wes. Craving misbehaving like a gun slinger from the west.
Every album like an Epic, fools wanna fact check it. Serve em bout to wreck it, putting truth on every record. Snatch your whip with wrecker, and I'm a Creep endeavor. Bring Vendetta, key protector, we all together.
Yall playing with test runs, I'm aiming with the best guns. Fools lookin nervous I can tell how the sweat runs. Never giving up possessions, for new progressions. Life lessons, water is the future, invest some.
Next comes a World War, taking what you worked for. Forum makin orders, steady taking the worst form. From the ashes comes a first born, messiah never thirst for. They want cha happy so apocalypse is served warm.
Hook:
Gold Vimanas in the sky shining a light down. From Merkabah watchin house of Monsters in fright now.
We fight loud,
War is starting in my town.
We fly down,
Devil heart it just might pound.
Verse 2:
Gather all your monsters, slaughter for the Battlegrounds. These warriors gonna chop ya when we scatter rounds. Loud with sounds crack the concrete and rattle towns. Im waking up the farm or taking Cattle down.
Variants keepin sheep asleep complying with tyranny. Y'all follow the lies that's why you fearing me. Truth scarier than fiction, future depiction from history. Bold moves from enemies, no longer a mystery.
Horrified by their Design, DNA intertwined. Caduceus signs, even the med grads are blind. Mesopotamian serpants, yall servants to the shrine. Decay and continuity of life, rise of minds.
Controlled with cold fear, destroy time you hold dear. Like an Old Seer, We're approaching the Gold Year. Warriors in full gear patrolling the whole sphere. End is near, House of Monsters evolve here.
Hook repeats
Verse 3:
Supply chain disaster, faster in the next chapter. Preparedness is what matters before the wars of laughter. Scores of madness bombs droppin on the grid hackers. Monsters in the house when the haunting happens.
The dirty track slappin, writing Epics open eyes & check it. Economic message, new western, dark lesson. Try to suppress it, we possess it, hot lead so catch it. No Freedom 2nd guesses, rising up so fuck the credit.
Yall decrepit or desperate, actin tough on keyboards. If I'm bored, be warned, I'm choppin up you three hordes. Don't ignore the City meltdown blowing up the three Cores. Dark winter storm, mutations when the heat warms.
Smashing up your seaboard & mansion, the devil dancing. Loud cannons, real actions blood filled canyons. Yall start to ration, the story expansion. 2030 phantoms, sparking survival reactions.
Hook repeats
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