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monster - tyrone briggs lyrics

the game turned me to a monster
no obstacle that i can’t conquer, no
sub me in watch me go bonkers
perfect timing to remind em, woah
the game turned me to a monster
you can’t put me in no genre, no
sub me in watch me go bonkers
perfect timing to remind em, woah

it’s only getting worst, & you can bet that/
for my rivals my heart is her black
not a front lineman, but watch me dead snap/
told the whole world it wouldn’t take long
use to be cool, it’s time to flame on/
burn domains, & taking they thrones
heard the odds are bananas, what’s that to king kong/
world on my shoulders
ain’t no time to be hopeless
only thing that does, is just make the kid more ferocious
went from being homie, that no one wanted to notice/
to being the focus, for everyone having a motive/
the dopest alive
focused to strive
left me for dead, & i always survive/
my soul & my mind, is aligned, i’m a goat, when i die, imma be the one they hold as a god/
started from the bottom, out the mud
now i got it jumping with the clique
rival mode, i came back with a grudge/
more they declining, the more that i’m climbing/
i got the opposing side down to a science/
that’s without a question
it’s upsetting/
i see the guys that try to test & they’re not impressive/
i’m in the opposite direction
don’t want the credit
entire world at my possessions what i’m obsessed with/

the game turned me to a monster
no obstacles that i can’t conquer, no!
sub me in watch me go bonkers
perfect timing to remind em, woah
the game turned me to a monster
you can’t put my in no genre, no!
sub me in watch me go bonkers
perfect timing to remind em, woah

tell em back up
bad luck, they done woke the giant back up/
that tough, if the comp was to clash
aftermath, feel you came in contact, with a mack truck/
you’re in the past, p-ssed points, i’m looking p-ss ya/
foot on the gas, lapping everyone that g-ssed ya/
my numbers on the board, hope you put your stats up/
with the facts, it’s a fact, opinions ain’t a factor/
they gonna hate it & i get that
victorious, they ain’t did that
victorious, kid i am that/
championship, i bring back
a win ain’t a win, until the day you win that/
i’m convinced, that i was sent
to conquer with, such dominance/
it’s logic if, what don’t k!ll me makes me stronger for tomorrow then/
it’s safe to say my failures are accomplishments/
you’re the opposite
you’re brick layer
no grit, the quick to call it quits player
hating on the sideline, cuz i’m lit player
staying on the sideline, you’re a bench player/
and as i pursue, to reach the top & soon/
use your eyes, & watch me make it hot as june/
i’m on the grind, my watch says it’s your time to lose/
i got it locked, whole squads can’t even stop this dude/
so you fools is doomed
tell em make room for dude
pray for em, pray on em
turn all you dudes to food
proving how cruel i move/
got squares showing true colors like an a rubiks cube
y’all act like it’s cool to lose/
my instincts to k!ll all you guys & make news out dudes
proving i rule the room/
who dudes got me losing to?
you?!

started out the bottom, from the mud
now i got it jumping with the clique
rival mode i came back with a grudge

- tyrone briggs lyrics

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