The Monsters by The Holy Karon Lyrics

Damn, got the urge to fight
Taking life, Stick pipe down the windpipe of a promiscuous fucking dyke
Hi mom, it's your son who doesn't do right
Gutting out, the Bulging Pouch of a pregnant bitch & putting the shit it on Skype
It's the modern day bigger, big black lip nigga, Flava Flava & Beelzebub fucking mixture
With a touch, Of Wilt
Chamberlains Nuts to make the concoction a Little bit more Sicker but inevitably darker
Touch the blade make a slow death come quicker
Ugly, Darkskin with a short fiery temper
Mobbin with a gang of ghouls, metamorphosing the rules
With some Evil, Deceitful, cool lethal people group of fools
Anal Rape a Mule
Till my dick feels Cool
The Dust, Plus the Ass Crust
Make my large Nuts Bust
Young Fuck ups, Living it up
Satan Blessed
God fucked
To the death
We Holy up, from sun down to Sun Up
Them monsters when I was kid under my bed never fled
They are screaming they want me dead in my fuck head
And I womt the pull this lead until all is buried dead
I dont kid, I'm a motherfucking monster
We you expect motherfucker?
Motherfucker
You stupid motherfuckers!