APYOURDOPE - No Monsters (feat. Emily Poma & Abi Stapleton)

Monsters stuck in your head
Monsters under your bed
We are we are monsters
Oh
We are we are monsters
Oh
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I had some monsters under my bed
You don't wanna see mine
I ran straight in a beeline
With a crack stem running behind
A bright kid with a dark mind
Fuse lit with a spark flying
Needed tears but I couldn't cry
Gloom words for a lullaby
God where are you at?
Where are you at?
Where are you at?
Don't wanna complain
But I'm going out bad
Seeking the Father like where is my dad
I had a pen I had a pad
Trying to reach I couldn't grab
It's hard to speak
When you're stuck on a slab
Had no words I couldn't laugh
So many people got stories
With no fairy tale
Pain is something I know very well
God met me in the pit of hell
I had to get out
Had to find faith through all the doubt
Told me to fly
But I was stuck on the ground
Seeking your face and I'm needing it now
Show me the truth
Demons are coming
So rally troops
They're monsters
Praying I won't go under
Was always scared of thunder
Will I make it I wonder
Please God
Please God
Cause it's gonna be a cold summer
If I've still got
Monsters stuck in your head
Monsters under your bed
We are we are monsters
Oh
We are we are monsters
Oh
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Who can relate
I was riding around
With an empty heart and an eight
I couldn't eat for a few days
Even with food on a plate
I was a monster
Walking around with monsters
Such an imposter
I was already a father
Could not stop
The path gone burn
When you rise to the top
I couldn't even tell
By the time on the watch
I had a little but it started with a lot
Give all I got
Just trying to be real in case you forgot
Gotta give it to God
Glory to God
Glory to God
You wanna be free right
It comes at a price not a free ride
Scales on eyes can't see right
Yeah that's really how it be right
Just gotta have faith
You don't gotta be right
Was living a lie
It got better in time
Had to age like wine
Might be the last that I ever rap
Focus on God and fall to the back
Feeding His sheep my soul intact
Are you intact?
Trying to be real so I got to give facts
Father I pray you push em all back
Meet my brother right where he's at
And get rid of all the
Monsters stuck in your head
Monsters under your bed
We are we are monsters
Oh
We are we are monsters
Oh

Written by:
Alexander Poma

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