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Frankenstein!

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

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

[Electricity

"We've done it..."

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

People, the panic's kinda wide
I'm shedding skins chameleons 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
This ain't a game, and I ain't a clone, it ain't the fame the microphone
And all the family I've over the years who representing for the same fears
You keep and disrespecting
Violent J put us up on the grind and "You gotta keep an axe in your waist at all times, and it's a whole lot of people
that's just to side, so don't worry about 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
through the visions of a mastamind
This face, this soul, this is mine
But ya'll don't
Frankenstein!

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

Frankenstein!

[Colton
If they're both clones, the fuck am I?
A painted body soaked in clone's formaldehyde?
Known to your eye and straight knock out teeth
And bring the heat to your zone, ya to smoke in the street
Knocking the beats, knocking the throw, your door off the hinges
Fuck you bitches and all you haters laying on the
Fuck what you know, I play a base for a haters domes and telephone poles because I'm out
Colton the undying, Blaze ya dead, you know the
And it's a shame to catch a bullet in your chest
For some shit you said when you was and thugging
Light a gas in your face, and look who ain't saying
You's a fake yourself, and fuck your
And fucking with a is bad for your health
And you can put it on my casket and my fan
This 40, nuts, and our painted faces

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