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The Monster
Hip-Hop/Rap
The Monster was released on February 8, 2026 by Fastlanegang/FRVRALN as a part of the album 1992
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Album1992
Release DateFebruary 8, 2026
LabelFastlanegang/FRVRALN
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM67

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Marco Parkerson
Marco Parkerson
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Martin "Whats" Frøhaug
Martin "Whats" Frøhaug
Songwriter
Marco Parkerson
Marco Parkerson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ProdWhats
ProdWhats
Producer

Lyrics

Win some, you lose some
But I feel like I lost a whole war
I fell in love with the kick drum
Now I'm sleepin' on the floor
They say dreams don't pay your rent
But them bitches still break doors
I ain't bitter, just better
I been the pain they can't ignore
I been losin' out, I been losin' out
But the losin' made me a monster for sure
I was dead broke
Sleepin' in the Devil's den
Heart heavy, stomach touchin'
Not a single friend
Used to pray to God
Askin' when it's finna end
Baptized in the bourbon
Born again in the sin
Lost it all a couple racks
A couple real ones
Baby mama left
Said she tired of the build-up
Dreams sittin in a duffle bag
And I keep the motherfucking faith
Inside a steel drum
But I keep it steppin'
Like the devil ain't a real one
I came from the bottom
Like a crawfish boil
Still got that grease on my hands
That oil
Talkin' pain I wrote the manual, loyal
Now the same ones who curved me
Wanna ride the wave
But I ain't savin' a soul if
They ain't diggin the grave
Yeah, I lost the crown once
But I never broke faith
Now I'm back at the throne
Like I never left the place
Soul full of war cries eyes
Like a prophet l
Tryna shake the past
But it's stitched in my pockets
I was down bad
Not a dollar in my wallet
Now the safe got a post
And the hunger, never lost it
Win some, you lose some
But I feel like I lost a whole war
I fell in love with the kick drum
Now I'm sleepin' on the floor
They say dreams don't pay your rent
But them bitches still break doors
I ain't bitter, just better
I been the pain they can't ignore
I been losin' out, I been losin' out
But the losin' made me a monster
For sure
Gritting my teeth, I was bleeding ambition
Broke in the mirror
But rich in the vision
Got it out the mud
Ain't no cappin', no gimmick
Bury my excuses like bodies
Im diggin'
Swore I'd never fold
Even broke in the spine
They threw dirt on my name
Is just planted a mine
Yeah I lost my mind once
But I came back with a Nine
Now I treat every beat
Like a fucking crime scene sign
Ain't no luck in my lane
I just grind and adapt
Put the world on my back
With the knife in my lap
Let 'em doubt, let 'em talk
I dont answer to claps
I just silence the crowd
When the beat finna snap
I came from the pain
Now I dance with the reaper
Used to beg for a break
****, do not need a breather
I'm the glitch in the matrix
The flame to your speaker
Win some, you lose some
But I feel like I lost a whole war
I fell in love with the kick drum
Now I'm sleepin' on the floor
They say dreams don't pay your rent
But them bitches still break doors
I ain't bitter, just better
I been the pain they can't ignore
I been losin' out, I been losin' out
But the losin' made me a monster
For sure
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
1992 bitch
Written by: Marco Park$, Martin "Whats" Frøhaug
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