Monsters Under My Bed - STS, RJD2

I hear something’s wrong in my

I hear monsters crawling under my bed

Keep a pistol next to my pillow

Oh those monsters better beware

You make your bed you go lay in it

You make your bed you lay in it

You make your bed you go lay in it

You make your bed you lay in it

Uh uh, flashbacks of my past raps

Before we got ass

Where we used to stash gats

From the trash at

A chase for the fat stacks

On pace to make mad racks

Not that I’m a bad guy

I just found what I’m good at

Hood rats things with my friends

Give again

Smoking blunts during lunch

Skipping class on a hunt for a means to make ends

Papa never drove a Benz

Played the lotto every night

Can’t remember if he’d win

Guess he didn’t

I ain’t trippin'

I ain’t wishin' on a star

I was different than my niggas in the kitchen whippin' hard

Tipping broads breaking hoes

you know

Ice cold

Nice clothes

Light gold

Sell a dream

Buy a soul

Coppin' blow

Many skank

Life

Might think that I can’t feel remorse for the choice and the voices in my head

Sounds like monsters under beds

Let my past come to haunt me if it want me

I ain’t scared

Uh, unholy night

Walkin' jeepers creepers and grim reapers

Skeletons in my closet

Demons come out to meet you

No no horror features and don’t do no scary flicks

Sometimes I feel like my mind be playing tricks

Cause at night I can’t sleep

I toss and I turn

Candlesticks on my wall

Pictures of bodies being burned

To fill up them urns

You get what you earn

You live and you learn

Until it’s your turn

When you got no place to run and there ain’t nowhere to hide

You got to face all your demons

You might look death in the eye

Either you pack up your pussy or you get up off your hide

You got to do what you must when it’s a must you survive

But in turn we live life on the edge

Where it’s said if you make it past 25 you know how to play it

You can say it if you think them Hail Marys might help

But I recommend a couple extra shells on the shelf

Me myself

GO!