Crunch
    (专辑: Monsters In The Closet - 2002)
    
    [Moka Only]  I'm the 
durable mammal, Moka Only the 
complete  Abnormality, fatality mega, don't you sleep  It's dephtrimental that you set your mental clock right  So you can catch the 
prime example of those who rock right  I 
talk tight, my mic's made of alabaster  Cast a 
shadow beside of mount shout before I 
smash ya  I 
promise to be the 
bonus, I 
gotta say that  You want to die, well you can be accomodated  To be honest, you sock like Homnus  To be on another plateau you gotta rap pro or become sawdust  I 
husk a 
bone on that ass with no exceptions  Been ill since my conception, I've come for the 
collection  Same old cash respecting bitches, I 
can't front yo  Busy Bee went back to the 
hotel and spelt his name in dough  I'm hella pro, a 
rappers work is never done  I 
like necks, I 
think I'm about to sever one   [Prevail]  I 
put my pressure on the 
corner to cave the 
box in  This time I 
sawed in my breath and rhymed circles of sin  See, if I 
don't reanimate the 
meat-grinder's brain  In the 
A-Wing, we're grey things, petrude from my grey rings  My collection of strange things include  A 
barrel delivering like a 
Winchester in a 
pool full of crude  Oil in my turmoil, ridden block of ill rythem-wear  Cracken cockroaches, talk about class divisionsy  I'm not stuck-in-the strucken function  I 
adapt to the 
place I 
hear the 
bass pumping  Keep every rhyme different, that's a 
sign of affection  Keep a 
bag of Buc Fifty's of my cabinet of men   [Mad Child]  Make sure the 
door's locked, and the 
dead-bolts fastened  Your worst nightmare that shares no compassion  Acid flashbacks, get hacked up into fractions  Seargeant Roadkill, still missing in action  An unaffectionate day, I'm section A 
 Let's play, you be the 
bride of death and decay  Do you stay awake at night thinking of the 
things you should worry about  Follow this bloodtrail and hurdle through the 
forest of doubt  Till I'm out in the 
wide open plains hoping to maintain  The 
same yield, but the 
field's littered with corpses  Death is my departure, till then I'm explosive  An overdose of death, spare me no grill  I'm rare, send me on ill will, I'm there  The 
last man standing, never call a 
truce  Apoligize, nah, strength needs no excuse