Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Monument, artist - Lloyd Banks. Date of issue: 30.10.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Monument |
| Angels raisin' up, demons fall when I move the pen |
| Lend me your ear, ya bleed a tear |
| Ain’t no fouler story to win |
| Confidence rendered hardly and finally got no more room to sin |
| How brutal this movie been |
| Ball till my Judas' do me in |
| My sound’s Peruvian |
| Big barrels mergin' addin' the Uzi in |
| Burn down the studio, high off the fumes again |
| Abuse the pens |
| Snuck out the noose again |
| Fuck off the tombs come in |
| Coupes’ll spin |
| And loads of stupid shit |
| Sought out a few should win |
| Royal blooded bread to be crowned throne to live lone |
| Each poem leveled in stone |
| Beach bound better for zone |
| These clowns don’t know no better |
| Rebound, strut up the drum |
| You ain’t ridin'? Get out the car and take your bitch ass home |
| Sit ain’t no mistake |
| You lift the burden rate as we regurgitate |
| Evil won’t eat off the urban plate |
| I watch them serve the steak |
| Stupid niggas off the curb with hate |
| You have the nerve to break |
| Shoulda, coulda, woulda, been alive, got the word too late |
| You won’t get nothin' you don’t deserve, I had to work for that |
| King story they depend on me, there ain’t no turnin' back |
| They gone do it all for attention, ain’t got no words for that |
| Caught trippin', slippin' off point, fall in a murder trap |
| Money on my mind can’t keep my mind off that |
| Ain’t no turnin' back |
| Tip your fuckin' brim to the monument |
| Before I bomb you with |
| Land my hand grenade |
| Rocket launchers shit, my responsers flip |
| I’m prompt to hit your sponsorship |
| They want my mind to slip |
| Minus we’ll grab some hostages |
| Rivals cut off the chopperless |
| Bring me accomplishments |
| You dummies lost somethin' in my expense |
| Belong beside the bench |
| My passport flipped in all continents |
| You couldn’t buy suspense |
| The streets stay jumpin' ain’t no time to flinch |
| Two times for optimists |
| Fresh shot of lint and a pot to piss |
| Fear the apocalypse |
| Everything’s movin', won’t stop the shit |
| Like I forgot my gift |
| I got 'em all wrapped |
| Few blocks of this |
| Layin' on the top convinced |
| Lower expectations and conversations about these pricks |
| Money droppin' out the six |
| Lost in the action |
| Refused then I make it happen |
| Back against the wall again, fast forwardin' |
| More than average then |
| This hip hop shit done got to |
| Where you rap to be popular |
| Feelin’s flash in the promter |
| Gotcha where they want ya |
| You won’t be nothin' you don’t deserve, I had to work for that |
| King story they depend on me, there ain’t no turnin' back |
| They gone do it all for attention, ain’t got no words for that |
| Caught trippin', slippin' off point, fall in a murder trap |
| Money on my mind can’t keep my mind off that |
| Ain’t no turnin' back |