I used to have Monsters under my bed
but now I know they're in my head (My Head)
and they get scarier every day, every day.
(KING DYLAN)
Yeah, I think you started some shit/ I'm going to carve you to bits/
I know you love watching Horror, but this isn't part of the flick/
I'm going to sharpen my wit/ You better smarten up quick/
Or one day they might find your body parts chopped up and thrown in the barbecue pit!/
"This isn't like you, Dylan! You never rap about this!"/
Yeah, fuck, I know, I'm out of control and nobody's slappin' my wrists/
Nobody keeps me in check, so who's the monster responsible?/
Who let me out of my cage? With so many genres of songs I know/
I guess I can do what I want!/ I told you that I was untouchable/
I listen to too much Brotha Lynch Hung and Gravediggaz - I'll cut your throat!/
Now I'm not the type to point the blame towards the artists/
But tell me, how else could I turn into this indescribable force of darkness/ yaaow!
I used to have Monsters under my bed
but now I know they're in my head (My Head)
and they get scarier every day, every day.
(SMIXX)
Is it a crime to think about using these rhymes to murder my enemies?/
Or is it fine If its all in my mind and I use it to purge all these tendencies?/
Away from the light, just waiting to strike, like murder hornets beheading bees/
So I wait in the dark, with hate in my heart, impatient to start forgetting peace/
I’m slapping and choppin’, and Grabbing and loppin’, and bodies are droppin’ around me/
Katana in hand, a man with a plan, you wonder where they ever found me!/
All I see is dead and mourning, The skies are red and storming/
These rivers of blood are forming/ How the hell can you say we’re boring?/
I used to have Monsters under my bed
but now I know they're in my head (My Head)
and they get scarier every day, every day.
(MC MOSSBERG)
The cross is a smash hit, the monster mash with ballers and cash/
I'll follow your ass in the dark 'til you gas, collapse exhausted,
toss you in the back of my obvious van/ free candy, relax man...
I won't slaughter your fam, or chop your hand/
but I'll put your fuckin feet up like an ottoman (relax)/
The trophy's gross, you choke and hope for broken rope/
Yo, you know there's nowhere to go, so you fold and chose the pope/
Oh no, I eat crosses, bleed awesome and while the beats droppin'/
I'll put you on the C-saw and, turn you into a meat blossom/
(GQ)
"Here we again" - White Snakes wrapped inside of my head/
the lightning snaps, I'm under my bed, Medusa's got me feeling the dread/
What is this venom I feel? What if the end isn't real?/
What if I'm Dracula looking for somebody's blood I can steal - your neck is a meal!/
Especially skilled, dissecting the kill, I'm Jack the Ripper with weapons I wield/
I sharpen my steel, I carve and I peel, I don't give a fuck, I do what I feel!/
Am I the one that you're after? Cuz I'm the son of the rapture?/
*Echoes of my evil laughter* Yes - I am the puppet master!/
I used to have Monsters under my bed
but now I know they're in my head (My Head)
and they get scarier every day, every day.
credits
from Robocalypse Supreme,
released September 9, 2022
Written by D.Roberts/J.Mosier/G.Furber/C.Smith
Recorded, mixed & Produced by King Dylan
The DC Show/The Doomsday Cartel are 5 skilled emcess named King Dylan, MC Mossberg, Buttnz, GQ, and Smixx. With Dylan on the
beats and rhymes being kicked by all 5 whenever they feel inclined, this collective of nerds are still on the brink of never being famous after 20 some years of rap, but they still go harder than 40 viagra pills. Just Listen, or don't. Just don't go listen to Drake instead....more
Two brothers tell their true coming-of-age story together through hip-hop bangers that draw from a wide array of pop influences. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 20, 2017
