Monster (versão em inglês)

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All my drunkens in the front make ya feet stomp,

Drunkens in the back get ready to react

Drunkens in the front make ya feet stomp

Drunkens in the back get ready to react

Moms born in seoul, Pops born with soul

Pains with cops blow, pistols like whistles

Crazy jiujitsu but a hapkido flow

You only throwin hands playin kai-bai-bo

The crowd goes wild, scopin me ride by slow

Open mind, mouth wide, now let the spotlight glow

From Cali, I keep a license for on the cropside grow

Even google Japawan can't stop my show

Golden goal, top celebrity TMC

Cross the line, you're in jeopardy DMC

Excalibur, introduce you to my rhyme sword

Devine lord, back to b-boys like i'm scraw

Dilated primetime the pure, for sure,

It's rockin', The world's sick, here comes the cure

Seem so true, spit holy water the bless the good shepherd

You should come follow the best

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It's the millenium edition, Roscoe Umali come through

And wack rappers start trembling in their Timbalands

It's not just a metaphors and synonyms

It's how I symbol 'em, I'm gettin them indefendent percentages

Spendin the Benjamins, eatin' venison with my friends and 'em

Swirmin them international women, it's like it's Wimbledon

Even at my bare minimum, I'm still killin 'em

That's why all the DT fans are still feelin 'em

'Cause line after line, it's so perfectly designed

Live and direct, one time for your mind

Big game, like James worthy in his prime

I'm the first rapper that's really worthy of his shine

And it's early but it's time for the passing of the torch

I'm the reason why your wifey keeps asking for divorce

Decisions, decisions, the Aston or the porsche

Got me kushed out, i'll have you start dancing on the porch

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All my drunkens in the front make ya feet stomp,

Drunkens in the back get ready to react

Drunkens in the front make ya feet stomp

Drunkens in the back get ready to react

Yo, It's the jumpoff, bitches man up or step the fuck off

Rumble in the jungle, drunken we bout the set it off

Rude gal with a mouth like a trucker

Call me stuckup, you know I don't give a blocka

'Cause my flow's like wow, I got more soul

Bitches talk shit, 'cause my pocket stays swoll

And I keeps it dirty like the Han Gang river

Flip ye mode when I bust rhymes like my name Rah Digga

And, Ha ha ha ha, I know your crew can't believe it

Rakim, Rakaa, Roscoe and they killin' it

Tiger J with Lady T, I know you're feelin' it

Ha ha ha ha, Ha ha ha ha

Oh Baby, I like it raaaaaaaaaaaw

I exercise the exorcism mrs trumble OVP

Throw up and rock the ol' dirty soul under the morning tree

Passed the incarnation of drunken poetry

Assimily just feelin fuck the authority

I'm hotter than hell, them devils deported me

I'm drunk, I don't give a fuck, stitch you with my liquid

If you die come i started and i'm browl to fucking dead

But I'm not a fighter, I'm a lover

I say "nOoo" to war my brother

And I'm down with your brick, go ask your mother

I said Shimmy shimmy ya shimmy shimmy shimmy yeah (yeah)

Give me the microphone and motherfuckers OJ

Yeah, it's the ressurection

The real MC's, the job we're waiting for

Ahh You already know, the GOD MC

What up to the DT movement

Drunken tiger, this is New York to the ROK

All my drunkens in the front make ya feet stomp,

Drunkens in the back get ready to react

Drunkens in the front make ya feet stomp

Drunkens in the back get ready to react

Still on my one-two about respect

Til I get what I'm out to get

Take chicks to G-Bay, they out to dress (I like that)

Then I'm out to death, any jungle east, north, south or west

They crit when I come through about the rep

The matrix, the one who the crowd select

Make hits, brung jewels that style perfects

Great swift like the Hangul alphabet

The chosen career, call me king sajang

By career reign long fake king salom

'Cause the pains stay on, and my scene stay warm

I keep it one-hundred, do my thing stay strong

What a artist is, I inspire empire, I call the choir like an arsonist

Got dem jumping higher and response to this

Rakim, Drunken Tiger, monsterous

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Bam bam bababa bam (Balabeoryeo) bam bam bababa bam (Balabeoryeo)

All my drunkens in the front make ya feet stomp,

Drunkens in the back get ready to react

Drunkens in the front make ya feet stomp

Drunkens in the back get ready to react