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Frankenstein

by Tom Solar

[Verse 1]
Last year was like an indie flick that noone even saw
This year's the bigger budget sequel, it's my real start
This week I wrote my finest scene, it went from Earth to Venus
Next month you'll start to see the remakes of my perseverance
I'm bout my c-note but my soul is rich, won't be no clearance
I sip mojitos in Moschino with Torino swingers
The sandman got me forgetful, dreaming I been distinguished
I'm just a crooked linguist cursed with the perfect English
I've lived and died and met with God
If pussy was religion then women should be the origin
In all my time I been up with the gamblers
And I've been down with the ridaz
I don't stay in touch with liars
If I know they'll just amount to snitches
I've counted blessings and I'm losing count of stitches
But I'll never lose a homie on account of any bitches
I pray I make so many memories I move in glitches
When visions of enemies invade green irises view my riches

[Chorus x4]
And I got gang on my front
I do this for my day ones
If any man betray one
I got fam on my back

[Verse 2]
If I end up in a coffin
Blow my shell up into gases
Blow my ashes out coughing
Send me out to the masses
Living life 540p can't afford to be lacking
I was born to be what I wanna be
And I wanna be stacking (macking)
Cruel tape in the tape deck
Crusade, better tape that
Introducing that space rap
What it do make name last
All I want is my space back
Gimme that back ASAP
Unless you want that face tat
Don't look under my suede hat
Head of chrome, me thinking up a song
Is like a Tec blow to the brain
I'll make you go from rapping
All the way to techno music
Dress me up under my tombstone with a two-tone
Do not quit sipping til the sun come and the Goose gone
I'm popping collars but call me a popping scholar
Been dropping dollars on squad polish, mileage, intolerance, honest
My pockets silent 'cause money talks and my word is bondage
We spot impostor from the crossing of Hustle and Knowledge

[Chorus x4]
And I got gang on my front
I do this for my day ones
If any man betray one
I got fam on my back

[Bridge]
I got gang on my front
And I got fam on my back
And I got gang on my front
And I got fam on my back

[Outro]
You shot at me, a body down
But it's not me, are you down?
Go ahead and nod at me
I get around
If you shoot at my family
It's gotta be, a body down
It's gonna be, a body down
It's gotta be, a body down
It's gonna be, a body down