#moruge
You were coming at me like you
got crew.
But you all boys, not men you
pretend to be.
More like a baby sitting club,
sitting watching Sesame Street.
Well I got crew,
and guess what,
there counting down
on you and your
boys.
One dead, two dead, three and four,
you still bad mouthing us... guess what
we got more finger to count more.
5,6,7,8 more crew sleeping in the morgue..
Guess what you ain't got no crew no more.
You the big yellow bird squawking like you got
room in your cage, but my boys caught you.
Now we plucked that attitude from your feathers,
I don't hear disrespect just tears that fall.
I'm the cookie monster and I'm all street,
I'll eat up your neighbourhood
and you you'll be selling crumb's on the
corner for me.
I'm the monster that your mum
said would be scaring you.
Feb 8, 2020
Feb 8, 2020 at 3:30 PM UTC