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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 ya'll don't
Frankenstein!

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

[Electricity

"We've done it..."

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

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

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

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

Frankenstein!

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

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