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Frankenstein!

I'm not a clone, I'm a
through the visions of a mastamind
This face, this soul, this is mine
But don't notice
Frankenstein!

So what if I use jumper cables to kick start retard
And his brother in this music game of smarts?
Bitch, we been doing since '93
10 in this so called industry
What I see is so many stars sucking
we be is something that's truly flipping the script
What ya'll know is what they provide you with
A is a song even if you call it a hit
My face is my property, up or not
Wearing a mask, I have or have not
We come as an extension of who I be, ain't nobody raps for me
And basically we put in mad for the little that we've obtained
Ain't no plaques covering my wall my name
But my ever family is spreading in mass
Enough to the shit out of your playa hating ass
And you wanna call me a clone?

[Electricity

"We've finally it..."

x2]
I'm not a clone, I'm a
Created through the of a mastamind
This face, this soul, rhyme is mine
But don't notice
Frankenstein!

People, the kinda wide spread
I'm shedding skins like just to keep up my disguises
Now I'm hearing that this is the only reason that the people me
But they hate me when my make-up's off
You soft, goo
And I'ma put it in the words of the B.I., maybe you will realize
ain't a game, and I ain't a clone, it ain't the fame it's the microphone
And all the family I've obtained over the years who representing for the fears
You keep hating and
Violent J put us up on the grind and said "You gotta keep an axe in waist at all times, and it's a whole lot of people
that's just looking to side, so don't worry the haters, you just bring it from withinside."
So this soul, this song, this rhyme, is the soul of very own Frankenstein

x2]
I'm not a clone, I'm a
Created through the of a mastamind
face, this soul, this rhyme is mine
But ya'll don't
Frankenstein!

"If it's blown up, see that it's good, and multiplied! Good, but it's.."

Frankenstein!

[Colton
If they're both clones, what the am I?
A painted dead body soaked in formaldehyde?
Known to sway eye and straight knock out teeth
And bring the heat to zone, leaving ya to smoke in the street
Knocking the beats, knocking the throw, knocking your off the hinges
Fuck you bitches and all you haters laying on the
Fuck what you know, I play a base for a domes and telephone poles because I'm out cold
Colton the undying, Blaze ya dead, you the rest
And it's a mothafucking shame to catch a bullet in chest
For some you said when you was high and thugging
Light a gas in your face, and who ain't saying nothing
You's a fake yourself, and fuck wealth
And fucking with a Frankenstein is bad for your
And you can put it on my and my fan bases
This 40, these nuts, and our faces

x2]
I'm not a clone, I'm a
Created through the of a mastamind
This face, this soul, this rhyme is
But don't notice
Frankenstein!