Hey everybody, if you don't know by now, I do music (Hip Hop, to be exact) and working on a mixtape at the moment. One of the songs I did uses one of my favorite movies, Young Frankenstein, and other metaphors that have to do with the Universal Monsters. Well click the link and enjoy the song.
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(From "Young Frankenstein)
Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: [to The Monster] Hello handsome. You're a good looking fellow, do you know that? People laugh at you, people hate you, but why do they hate you? Because... they are jealous. You are a God. And listen to me, you are not evil. You... are... good.
Yes, uh huh
Black Milk on track
You got me feeling
Alive! It's alive! It's alive!
Johnny 5, Johnny 5, I got a "short circuit"
I'm the type of artist that's so hard to work with
Berserk kid, I son niggas like David Berkowitz
Big tits and ass, no wonder why it's Death that I flirt with
The way it grabs a nigga by the THROAT
Gasping for air while it makes life CHOKE
Bloke, I'm a name that's not to be spoke
Voldemort, I want more success, either or
The Monster has arrive
To come through and pillage the idyllic country side
Light it up like torches held by villagers
Who rather kill something then going and give it a
Chance to become what it wants but they fear
That's he's something out of the norm, just look at my career
I didn't chose to be made this way, but due to my Creator
He knew I was the illest and destined for something greater
So call me Frankenstein, I don't need you, Victor
I was a born winner, a pre-made Victor
Since I was born in the likeness of my maker
They wanted to be me, but failed, then they became haters
Haters became loathers, loathers became liars
Liars turn in to Lycans, Lycans turn in to biters
Whenever...there..is...a full moon
They end up unsuccessful just like Teen Wolf 2
I'll bring it to your pack, be all up in your nest
Make you bite the silver bullet and put that shit to rest
Who are you to take this from me?
Under these garments is the soul of an African, call me The Mummy
That's why I'm predisposed to rapping/wrapping
Oh, you didn't get it, take a picture and tag it
Rhymes over your head, they so acrobatic
He just crazy, Dracula, this nigga just went bat shit
To put his foot in the door, to go the extra mile
Mix blood in my oatmeal, guess I'm the Golden Child
Your mom calls me He-Man from the way I ride the cougar
With a muscle that doesn't need to flex, it ain't Lex Luger
How can you front on lines this hot?
Have your eyes glazed over like Dunkin' Donuts jizz shots
"You are talking about the nonsensical ravings of a lunatic mind."