Monster

I shoot the lights out Hide 'til it's bright out Oh, just another lonely night Are you willing to sacrifice your life? Ahh! Bitch, I'm a monster no-good blood sucker Fat motherfucker, now look who's in trouble As you run through my jungles, all you hear is rumbles Kanye Wests sample, here's one for example Gossip, gossip, nigga, just stop it Everybody know (I'm a motherfuckin' monster) I'ma need to see your fuckin' hands at the concert I'ma need to see your fuckin' hands at the concert Profit, profit, nigga, I got it Everybody know I'm a motherfuckin' monster I'ma need to see your fuckin' hands at the concert I'ma need to see your fuckin' hands Uh, the best livin' or dead hands down, huh Less talk, more head right now, huh And my eyes more red than the devil is And I'm 'bout to take it to another level, bitch Matter who you go and get, ain't nobody cold as this Do the rap and the track, triple-double, no assists And my only focus is stayin' on some bogus shit Arguin' with my older bitch, actin' like I owe her shit I heard the beat, the same raps that give the track pain Bought the chain that always give me back pain Fuckin' up my money so, yeah, I had to act sane Chi nigga but these hoes love my accent She came up to me and said, "This the number to dial" If you wanna make it number one, you're number two now Mix that Goose and Malibu, I call it "Malibooyauh" Goddamn, Yeezy always hit 'em with a new style Know that motherfucker, well, what you gon' do now? Whatever ever I wanna do, gosh, it's cool now Know I'm gonna do, ah, it's the new now Think you motherfuckers really really need to cool out 'Cause you will never get on top off this So, mami, best advice is just to get on top of this Have you ever had sex with a pharaoh? Ah, put the pussy in a sarcophagus Now she claimin' that I bruised her esophagus Head of the class and she just won a swallowship I'm livin' in the future so the present is my past My presence is a present, kiss my ass Gossip, gossip, nigga, just stop it Everybody know I'm a motherfuckin' monster I'ma need to see your fuckin' hands at the concert I'ma need to see your fuckin' hands at the concert Profit, profit, nigga, I got it Everybody know I'm a motherfuckin' monster I'ma need to see your fuckin' hands at the concert I'ma need to see your fuckin' hands Sasquatch, Godzilla, King Kong, Lochness Goblin, ghoul, a zombie with no conscience Question, what do these things all have in common? Everybody knows I'm a motherfuckin' monster Conquer, stomp ya, stop your silly nonsense Nonsense, none of you niggas know where the swamp is None of you niggas have seen the carnage that I've seen I still here fiends scream in my dreams Murder, murder in black convertibles I kill a block I murder avenues, ah Rape and pillage a village, women and children Everybody wanna know what my Achilles heel is Love, I don't get enough of it All I get is these vampires and blood suckers All I see is these niggas I made millionaires Millin' about, spillin' they feelings in the air All I see is these fake fucks with no fangs Tryna draw blood from my ice-cold veins I smell a massacre Seems to be the only way to back you bastards up Gossip, gossip, nigga, just stop it Everybody know I'm a motherfuckin' monster I'ma need to see your fuckin' hands at the concert I'ma need to see your fuckin' hands at the concert Profit, profit, nigga, I got it Everybody know I'm a motherfuckin' monster I'ma need to see your fuckin' hands at the concert I'ma need to see your fuckin' hands Pull up in the monster, automobile gangsta With a bad bitch that came from Sri Lanka Yeah, I'm in that Tonka, color of Willy Wonka You could be the king but watch the Queen conquer Okay, first things first I'll eat your brains Then I'ma start rockin' gold teeth and fangs 'Cause that's what a motherfuckin' monster do Hairdresser from Milan, that's the monster 'do Monster Giuseppe heel, that's the monster shoe Young money is the roster and the monster crew And I'm all up, all up, all up in the bank with the funny face And if I'm fake, I ain't notice 'cause my money ain't So let me get this straight, wait, I'm the rookie? But my features and my shows ten times your pay? Fifty K for a verse, no album out Yeah, my money's so tall that my Barbies gotta climb it Hotter than a Middle Eastern climate, violent Tony Matterhorn, dutty wine it, wine it Nicki on them titties when I sign it That's how these niggas so one-track minded But really, really I don't give a F-U-C-K "Forget Barbie, fuck Nicki 'cause sh-she's fake" "She on a diet," but my pockets eatin' cheesecake And I'll say bride of Chucky is child's play Just killed another career it's a mild day Besides, Ye, they can't stand besides me I think me, you and Amb' should ménage Friday Pink wig, thick ass, give 'em whip lash I think big, get cash, make 'em blink fast Now look at what you just saw, this is what you live for Ah, I'm a motherfuckin' monster! I, I crossed the limelight And I'll, I'll let God decide-cide And I, I wouldn't last these shows So I, I am headed home (headed home) I, I crossed the limelight And I'll, I'll let God decide-cide And I, I wouldn't last these shows So I, I am headed home (headed home) I, I crossed the limelight (no, the limelight) And I'll, I'll let God decide-cide And I, I wouldn't last these shows So I, I am headed home (headed home)