The unexplainable has happened to us all. Now, we've all seen and heard things (No lie) that just don't seem to make sense, but this right here is a true story, and it happened to my boy, Violent J, (The Duke, baby) many moons ago, in the D. Hey, J, (What up, though?) go on and tell them Juggalos about this shit, man. It's wig-blowin'
I was younger, probably seventeen or eighteen
Representin' scrub life, everybody hate me
Night after night, I would stress, I
Should've been at a party, but I wasn't that type of guy
I wanted to be a ninja, and I wanted it severe
I challenged myself all the time, it was weird
I'd be layin' there in bed, I'd tell myself I was weak
Unless I run right now, out the house, and booked down the street
And up the hill, in the park, about two blocks away
Sometimes still in my socks, there goes J
Scootin', on a self-made ninja mission
My dog runnin' with me, we hit the ignition
And fly nonstop up to the top, with the quickness
Something I had to prove to myself, call it a sickness
But there I was, proud as can be, arms spread
I yelled "Warrior!" as loud as I could
And one night, I walked my girl to my car
Clouds speedin' through the sky, unusually dark
Cold, wicked, and windy, and you know I was bummin'
I just wanted to sleep (No!), but then I knew what was comin' (No!)
Got in bed, then it started in my head (No!), I fought it
Told myself I'm a neden if I don't do it, and I bought it
Out the door, I was flyin' like a thief in the dark
Cut across the lawns to jumpstead the beat of my heart (Woo!)
Got to the top and yelled, it wasn't like other nights
I yelled "Warrior!" but somethin' wasn't right
A huge gust of wind almost put me on the ground
I was noided runnin' back down, but didn't fuck around
I was halfway back home and stopped to catch my breath
When I seen it, a real life creature of death
A fuckin' monster, stompin' out of the woods behind me
I'll never forget it, you won't need to remind me
Like a bigfoot, arms mad long and scary
As tall as a stop sign, big [?] and hairy
I was gone, thought about bangin' on peoples' doors for help
But what the fuck they gonna do? I'm in this shit by myself
I ran up in my house and laid up under the window
Right there in the dark, and all I hear in the wind blow
All that "warrior" shit, I probably conjured up a demon
He came to fight and saw me run off like a bitch, screamin'
Is he still out there, who knows? I called Nate the Mack
He came over in the Nova with the shotty in the back
I jumped in, we bounced, and to this day, y'all
I don't know if anybody believes it when I say
I saw a monster, it was gonna kill me, feel me?
I was out of that bitch, it couldn't come near me
I saw a monster, yeah, I guess it could've been fake
But who the fuck would be willin' to do all that it would take?
I saw a monster, and it would've ripped me in pieces (Shit)
If I would've stayed to fight it, and that is my thesis
I saw a monster, and I'll never be the same
It's embedded in my brain, it will forever remain
It was a monster
And there you go, a true story from the streets of Detroit
I swear to God, I saw a monster
But for all you haters and nonbelievers and haters out there
Fuck you if you don't believe I've seen a monster
That's real
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