Small Body, Big Fists (Monster Girl)

Yeah, fuck bein’ cute — I’m a goddamn curse,

Break bones for breakfast, now watch me burst.

Little body, but I flip whole teams,

I’m the nightmare stitched from your wettest screams.

Don’t let the pigtails fool you, I’m war in disguise,

Rip through your chest while I look in your eyes.

Reverse puberty — ain't shit sweet,

I drop jaws then bodies with hands and feet.

Yeah, the name’s Monster, that ain’t metaphor,

I turn green, go feral, and wreck your floor.

I got rage on tap and trauma for days,

You train for glory — I fight just to stay sane.

Team don’t get it — they see the shell,

Don’t know what it’s like to rot in your cell.

Not a child, not a woman, just wrath in a cage,

Punch my fate through walls when I taste the rage.

Monster girl, yeah, the name ain’t nice,

I ain’t weak, I’m the fuckin’ vice.

Snap your bones like toys on sight,

Cursed and cruel — still down to fight.

Small frame, but I hit like war,

Flesh don’t lie when it’s ripped and tore.

Say I’m twisted? I don’t deny —

Bitch, I’m a monster, and I don't cry.

Fuck cute — I get called that daily,

While I’m tossing tanks and bleedin’ barely.

Men stare wrong, thinkin’ I’m prey,

I break jaws for sport, make ‘em look away.

Only Rex had the balls to try,

But even he saw the beast inside.

You think being stuck in this form is fun?

Try aging backwards while lifting tons.

My soul’s grown bitter, but I swing like hell,

I don’t want pity — just bodies that fell.

So save your sympathy, save your cheers,

Just gimme enemies, blood, and fear.

Monster girl, yeah, the name ain’t nice,

I ain’t weak, I’m the fuckin’ vice.

Snap your bones like toys on sight,

Cursed and cruel — still down to fight.

Small frame, but I hit like war,

Flesh don’t lie when it’s ripped and tore.

Say I’m twisted? I don’t deny —

Bitch, I’m a monster, and I don't cry.

I ain’t here for fame or pride,

I’m the freak that still survives.

One punch from me is a fuckin’ crime,

You bleed, I breathe — that's how I rhyme.

So point and laugh, call me weird,

But I’m the one your heroes feared.

Fangs out, fists up, call me a beast —

But when shit gets real?

They send the Monster off leash.

Infinite Bars.