LYRICS
I'm an original monster
injecting this music into your brain
let it grow like a cancer

I don't have all the answers 
all I have are these frequencies
its an audibly spreading disease
resonating in PK sound make you drop to your knees
please 
don't stop
we can't be the cream when we are our crop

I'm the [bad word] 
of this mass appeal jaws strong enough to bite through stainless steel
made a deal with the devil no soul to steal and then she said.

I got no bling
I'm not that type of rapper
I got no camera with me
I'm not that type of actor
I got no rarri
I don't even drive for that matter
material things don't exist to me 
I see value in life mines in stereo 
get a girl back take a video and put it on vimeo
holly hos I'll supply the wood just keep your [bad word] dancing and we should be good
from the studio to studio 
54 
rock the disco scream for the encore