Crumb Snatchers

Yo, check this out

All you fake ass, party ass ****** out there

That keep biting my man's ****

We gonna keep it real for the 94

Monsta Island aight

All you ***** ass ******, get the **** out of Monsta Island aight

Yo Grimm, set that **** off like this

[Grimm, Verse 1]

I can either help or kill like radiation

Imitate Kuwait, in the **********ing train station

Mutilate like Charles Manson

I'm cuttin *****es and I'm givin 'em stitches like Marla Hanson

Come and test me from Brooklyn to Bahamas

Battle the best and digest like Jeffrey Dahmer

Mad ************s murder military methods

Priest of death, pass my blessings with the Smith & Wesson

Punk ass rappers, I'm stickin up

Straight wicked(?) rush, terror stricken cause you're butt(?)

I hang with CM, Kurious George, and ??

In the streets I have a rep for pullin spirits out of bodies

I show no fear, I'm not giving in

So change your address, cause you're living in oblivion

Emperor of evil, impress my competition

'Till my last breath, the best destroy recognition

Death's the definition, rappers' fame is reduced

They're scared I'm loose, and now they wanna call a truce

They hate it, I made it, they waited

And hesitated, but now their brains invaded

Anger been in this(?), you're hearing this

You're fearing this, ass I'm tearin' this(?)

You get dissed, so you're pissed

Cause ass I kick, always get last licks

The money devil of ??, all I roll is 666

Musical mace, eyes puffy like a ??

Disgrace crews of two, and make 'em break up like dirt base(?)

I cause disasters, I am the master

Turning little bastards into ****ing Casper

So put your name on a tombstone

Cause when you try to kill me, I refuse to die alone

[Chorus]

A lot of ****** wanna be me, but they can't be ( but why?)

Because there's only one ??

Frontin like they all that, but they just bums

What they tryna snatch kid? (Crumbs)

Frontin like they all that, but they just bums

What they tryna snatch kid? (Crumbs)

[Verse 2]

Violence, plus intellectual analysis equal military thoughts

Fights with other thoughts is my favorite sport(?)

Quantities of entities enter me evilly

He who's dumb enough to battle me, not drastically, and has to be

In the world of fabrication, demonstrations of confrontations commence annihilation

Let's pretend we're both guns, and make this **** erratic

I'll be the revolver, you can play the automatic

Automatic flip scripts, revolver show loyalty

Each gun is die able, but only one's reliable

You shoot fast, but in the end you jam

Then I click back, and turn your brains into spam

Grimm is the man and I demand my recognition

Even if I have to blow your ass to spiritual submission

I heard somewhere ****** is scared of revolution

Revolute against the Reaper, and get pulled from evolution

I was shot a few times, and I died, and ??

Now I got beyond life, and attack the supernatural

Seven shots fired, seven shots went in me

Grimm was Jesus Christ, and to the concrete cause the pinned me

A lot of hardcore ******, I just figure they're imposters

Rapper's war games, and Grimm's brain name is Joshua (?)

So if you want to battle then I gotta say

The only winning move against Grimm Reap is not to play

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

As I follow Apollo, gotta prophecy in music

So up the raising sun, and transform it into poetry

Stalking the shadows of the human mind

And leaving weary ****** better fear me when they hear my eerie theories

On the rap scene, me you can't compare

Punks like to stare, but they wouldn't dare

I'm givin ****** nightmares on the streets of Elm

Step into oblivion as you enter my realm

I turn "boom bap" into "boom bip"

My mind's on reverse ****, so you can call me Mxyzptlk

Quantum lethal universe is different time and places

Surrounded by an oasis of dead faces

Will I die in a peaceful way, or go all out like Carlito's Way?

**** it, gotta live Day By Day

Peace to my ***** by the name of J

Styles automatic, with skills of Eddie Futch

Stick shift rhymes, I burn 'em out like a clutch

Primitive rappers ass kick or they either(?) spark

Cause you're a dinosaur, sent to a Jurassic park

The Reaper's rude, drop your ass to your knees

If death was food, I'll be handing out free cheese

Sit back, relax, smoke some scama

****** screamin battle, but they brain have no armor

En garde, grab the mic and take your fighting stances

Like they take chances, we can battle for advances

(**** this wheelchair) I'm in a wheelchair, but still makin money

Cause I got my murder buddies wearin hoodies, who get bloody

The rap Boba Fett, if you rhyme then I want ya

Mental bounty hunter, of hardcore fronters

Some sleep on the Reap, like I'm not nice

But I don't freestyle, cause my style cost a price

Tiny temptations of termination, no hesitation

Retaliation to all imitation, creations was making duplications of my innovations

So whatcha want ******? Bring it on (Bring it on)

I'll blow you out the sky like Captain Kirk do the **********in Klingons

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

Graze ya with a razor, watch ya jugular bust

Grimm is the one that flew the cuckoo's nest

"**** the world" is written on my chest

[Chorus]

[Grimm talking]

I represent Monsta Island (Ya don't stop)

I represent Monsta Island (Ya don't stop)

Big Vito's in the **********in house

Punks in the **********in house

Ya don't stop

Bring it on ******

East coast to West

Grimm Reaper is the best