Frankenstein

Chorus: (2x's)

Now im alive, yall can call me frankenstein,

How i eat rappers up and leave the straps all behind

Leave my trademark on my music so yall know that it is mine

So yall know that it is mine

Verse1:

These niggaz pissed on they self when they heard about me

How i rip bars in stormy weather under a tree

Rappers listened to my lyrics, they would joke and jive

Now i got world telling me that i am alive

I got a big ego now so im heading for worst

So much money that my head just turned green and freaking burst

With the straps females go ahead and make you a purse

Got these niggaz glued to they headphones like its a curse

Other niggaz flow outdated so throw that in the dumbster

Got so much electric devices yo that i am a monster

No your ears are not fooling you go ahead and just stay with us

By the way yall didnt know who it is guess what, its avias

Yall niggaz went into the lab and created some new

Started something yall couldnt finish i popped up just like boo

And i dont want to hear yall naggin cause a nigga is through

All these other rappers done and guess what so are you

Chorus: (2x's)

Now im alive, yall can call me frankenstein,

How i eat rappers up and leave the straps all behind

Leave my trademark on my music so yall know that it is mine

So yall know that it is mine

Verse2:

Okay the first verse was hott but this second one smash

Scary rappers want to play then a halloween bash

It just so easy stealing mics, im the one eyed bandit

The reason why i just stand out im from another planet

Im all you rappers molded into one and yall just cant stand it

I tell record labels my idea and they just brand it

All the fans, groupies, stalkers, yo, they just demand it

All i care about is when im done cash just hand it

Cause i gotta keep it real i love the color of green

Failing to deliver compensation makes me so mean

Make me want to rip these haters a new ass a new seam

Cause i dont like oreo cookies i just want the cream

I shock these niggas on the mic like i bolts in my neck

Want to collab any given day just call or just text

Keep strategy on these niggaz like a game of hex

Name written on the dotted line of printed checks

Chorus: (2x's)

Now im alive, yall can call me frankenstein,

How i eat rappers up and leave the straps all behind

Leave my trademark on my music so yall know that it is mine

So yall know that it is mine