Twiztid

Frankenstein!
[Chorus]
Im not a clone, Im a frankenstein
Created through the visions of a mastamind
This face, this soul, this rhyme is mine
But yall dont notice
Frankenstein!
[Madrox]
So what if I use jumper cables to kick start this retard
And his brother in this music game of street smarts?
Bitch, we been doing this since 93
10 years in this so called industry
What I see is so many stars sucking dick
What we be is something thats truly flipping the script
What yall know is only what they provide you with
A song is a song even if you call it a hit
My face is my property, painted up or not
Wearing a mask, whatever I have or have not
We come as an extension of who I be, aint nobody writing raps for me
And basically we put in mad work for the little that weve obtained
Aint no plaques covering my wall with my name
But my ever growing family is spreading in mass
Enough to scare the shit out of your playa hating ass
And you still wanna call me a clone?
[Electricity buzzing]
"Weve finally done it..."
[Chorus x2]
Im not a clone, Im a frankenstein
Created through the visions of a mastamind
This face, this soul, this rhyme is mine
But yall dont notice
Frankenstein!
[Monoxide]
People, the panics kinda wide spread
Im shedding skins like chameleons just to keep up my disguises
Now Im hearing that this is the only reason that the people play me
But they really hate me when my make-ups off
You sound soft, goo
And Ima put it in the words of the B.I., then maybe you will realize
This aint a game, and I aint a clone, it aint the fame its the microphone
And all the family Ive obtained over the years who representing for the same fears
You keep 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 its a whole lot of people
thats just looking to side, so dont worry about the haters, you just bring it from withinside."
So this soul, this song, this rhyme, is the soul of your very own Frankenstein
[Chorus x2]
Im not a clone, Im a frankenstein
Created through the visions of a mastamind
This face, this soul, this rhyme is mine
But yall dont notice
Frankenstein!
"If its blown up, youll see that its good, and multiplied! Good, but its.."
Frankenstein
[Syn]
Frankenstein!
[Colton Grundy]
If theyre both clones, what the fuck am I?
A painted dead body soaked in clones formaldehyde?
Known to sway your eye and straight knock out teeth
And bring the heat to your zone, leaving ya to smoke in the street
Knocking the beats, knocking the throw, knocking your door off the hinges
Fuck you bitches and all you haters laying on the floor
Fuck what you know, I play a base for a haters domes and telephone poles because Im out cold
Colton the undying, Blaze ya dead, you know the rest
And its a mothafucking shame to catch a bullet in your chest
For some shit you said when you was high and thugging
Light a gas in your face, and look who aint saying nothing
Yous a fake yourself, and fuck your wealth
And fucking with a Frankenstein is bad for your health
And you can put it on my casket and my fan bases
This 40, these nuts, and our painted faces
[Chorus x2]
Im not a clone, Im a frankenstein
Created through the visions of a mastamind
This face, this soul, this rhyme is mine
But yall dont notice
Frankenstein!
[ Frankenstein Lyrics ]