Frankenstein!
I'm not a clone, I'm a Frankenstein
Created through the visions of a mastermind
This face, this soul, this rhyme is mine
But y'all don't notice (Frankenstein!)
So what if I use jumper cables to kickstart this retard
And his brother in this music game with street smarts
Bitch, we been doing this since '93
Ten years in this so-called industry
What I see is so many stars sucking dick
What we be is something that's truly flipping the script
What y'all know is only what they provide you with
A song is a song, even if you call it a hit
My face is my property, painted up or not
Wearing a mask, whatever I have or have not
Become is an extension of who I be
Ain't nobody writing raps for me
And basically we put in mad work for the little that we've obtained
Ain't no plaques covering my wall with my name
But my ever-growing family is spreading in mass
Enough to scare the shit out of your player-hating ass
And you still wanna call me a clone?
We finally got it
I'm not a clone, I'm a Frankenstein
Created through the visions of a mastermind
This face, this soul, this rhyme is mine
But y'all don't notice (Frankenstein!)
I'm not a clone, I'm a Frankenstein
Created through the visions of a mastermind
This face, this soul, this rhyme is mine
But y'all don't notice (Frankenstein!)
The plan is kind of widespread
I'm shedding skins like chameleons just to keep up my disguises
Now I'm hearing that this is the only reason that the people play me
But they really hate me when my makeup's off
You sound soft, fool
And I'ma put it in the words of the B-I, and maybe you will realize
This ain't a game, and I ain't a clone
It ain't the fame, it's the microphone
And all the family I've obtained over the years
And representing for the same peers you keep hating and disrespecting
Violent J put us up on the grind
And said you gotta keep an axe in your waist at all time
And it's a whole lot of people that's just looking to shine
So don't worry 'bout the haters and just bring it from within side
So this soul, this song, this rhyme
Is the soul of your very own Frankenstein
I'm not a clone, I'm a Frankenstein
Created through the visions of a mastermind
This face, this soul, this rhyme is mine
But y'all don't notice (Frankenstein!)
I'm not a clone, I'm a Frankenstein
Created through the visions of a mastermind
This face, this soul, this rhyme is mine
But y'all don't notice (Frankenstein!)
Frankenstein!
Frankenstein!
If they're both clones, what the fuck am I?
A painted dead body soaked in clothes
Formaldehyde, known to sway your eyes
Straight knockout teeth and bring the heat to your dome
Leave it some smoke in the street
Knocking the beat, knocking the flow
Knocking your door off the hinges
Fuck you bitches, and all you haters
Layin' on the floor, fuck what you know
I'm playing baseball with hater domes and telephone poles
Because I'm out cold
Cold me, dying, blazing, dead, you know the rest
And it's a motherfucking shame to catch a bullet in your chest
For some shit you said when you was high and thugging
Now the gats in your face, and look who ain't saying nothing
You can face yourself, but fuck your wealth
And fucking with a Frankenstein is bad for your health
And you can put it on my casket and my fanbases
This 40 deez nuts, and I painted faces
I'm not a clone, I'm a Frankenstein
Created through the visions of a mastermind
This face, this soul, this rhyme is mine
But y'all don't notice (Frankenstein!)
I'm not a clone, I'm a Frankenstein
Created through the visions of a mastermind
This face, this soul, this rhyme is mine
But y'all don't notice (Frankenstein!)
