Monster by Muze Sikk Lyrics
Whose MuZe Sikk
Muze Sikk is music
Muze is the muse that’ll fuse to your two cents
I am a masseuse with the tunes
In the Stu imma student
Hall pass gripping gold goose
It ain’t all what you want
You get the cris crossed
If a fall what you haunt
You kissed the big butt
I’m appalled by you all
Get Sikk and spit up
Resistance is frivolous
Fisticuffs
In your face like these nuts on yo mf chins
In a vault blowing hemp out the mf vents
In a vu going brazy vase is replaced
I fit the mold for the phase that’s next up embrace yourself buck
You can’t plan this
I man this
And manage
Damage
Every mf that’s standing
In my way
Move bitch
Open the safe
It ain’t all what you want
You get the cris crossed
I slip the glitch up
You still suck
It’s this that I flood
Fulfill flux
Complex with the stuff
I flex up
I’m best up
Bucket for the ball
You just bit the big bluff
Nah nah
A couple cones can’t direct this nexus
I sow what I know then I own the goad
Grab get it’s and gold fitteds
I’m all for the finish
Tax spent
Relax kid
You can’t match that shit
Mf I purport my worth
You took how you got it and you lost the girth
I flip a slick dichotomy and strip the shirts
Of the bitches throwing sticks on the ice
We gets nice
And file up
Clean pristine and all glorious
Shine real bright all 101 stories is
Obsolete to me
I floss repeatedly
And swap so easily
The cost was cheap to me
Mr Sikk with the pen on binary
Its very scary and legendary
Define scary
Your lying; daring
I climb clarity
Find Verity
Dine on dexterity
Lines stare in the
Crying eyes of parodies
She wanna ride thats fine like lines parrying
Dying sighing hilaritys
Negative sides of lifes polarity
Truth can’t be told im tying time to tarrying
I don’t belong
So, so long
I can’t be you
Cuz im so gone
Breakfast in heaven
Within an insidious section
God isn’t human
Could care less what you doing
I want my money
And I want it now
Whose that ringing on my telephone
Its opportunity trying take me for a metronome
Like im going back and forth but really what you knowing?
I pull the curtains close and propose a toast to carry on
This is how you do it when you know that you are very on
Hater over there only dreaming when the lights off; imperium
As in I got it, you got it, then we can share the sum
In tune like two forks
Or two whores
Scratch that
They two queens
Beautiful and free
My view ensues serene
My hue is dewful green
Thats grass
Muze Sikk is music
Muze is the muse that’ll fuse to your two cents
I am a masseuse with the tunes
In the Stu imma student
Hall pass gripping gold goose
It ain’t all what you want
You get the cris crossed
If a fall what you haunt
You kissed the big butt
I’m appalled by you all
Get Sikk and spit up
Resistance is frivolous
Fisticuffs
In your face like these nuts on yo mf chins
In a vault blowing hemp out the mf vents
In a vu going brazy vase is replaced
I fit the mold for the phase that’s next up embrace yourself buck
You can’t plan this
I man this
And manage
Damage
Every mf that’s standing
In my way
Move bitch
Open the safe
It ain’t all what you want
You get the cris crossed
I slip the glitch up
You still suck
It’s this that I flood
Fulfill flux
Complex with the stuff
I flex up
I’m best up
Bucket for the ball
You just bit the big bluff
Nah nah
A couple cones can’t direct this nexus
I sow what I know then I own the goad
Grab get it’s and gold fitteds
I’m all for the finish
Tax spent
Relax kid
You can’t match that shit
Mf I purport my worth
You took how you got it and you lost the girth
I flip a slick dichotomy and strip the shirts
Of the bitches throwing sticks on the ice
We gets nice
And file up
Clean pristine and all glorious
Shine real bright all 101 stories is
Obsolete to me
I floss repeatedly
And swap so easily
The cost was cheap to me
Mr Sikk with the pen on binary
Its very scary and legendary
Define scary
Your lying; daring
I climb clarity
Find Verity
Dine on dexterity
Lines stare in the
Crying eyes of parodies
She wanna ride thats fine like lines parrying
Dying sighing hilaritys
Negative sides of lifes polarity
Truth can’t be told im tying time to tarrying
I don’t belong
So, so long
I can’t be you
Cuz im so gone
Breakfast in heaven
Within an insidious section
God isn’t human
Could care less what you doing
I want my money
And I want it now
Whose that ringing on my telephone
Its opportunity trying take me for a metronome
Like im going back and forth but really what you knowing?
I pull the curtains close and propose a toast to carry on
This is how you do it when you know that you are very on
Hater over there only dreaming when the lights off; imperium
As in I got it, you got it, then we can share the sum
In tune like two forks
Or two whores
Scratch that
They two queens
Beautiful and free
My view ensues serene
My hue is dewful green
Thats grass