I shoot the lights out High 'til it's bright out Oh just another lonely night Are you willing to sacrifice your life?
[Chorus] Gossip gossip N-ggas just stop it Everybody know (I’m a muthaf-cking monster) I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert Profit profit, n-gga I got it Everybody know I’m a muthaf-cking monster I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the [Hook – Kanye West] Gossip, gossip, nigga just stop it Everybody know I'm a motherfucking monster I'm a need to see your fucking hands at the concert I'm a need to see your fucking hands at the concert Profit, profit, nigga I got it Everybody know I'm a motherfucking monster I'm a need to see your fucking hands at the concert I'm a need to see your fucking hands
[Verse 1 - Kanye West] The best living or dead hands down huh Less talk more head right now huh And my eyes more red than the devil is And I'm about to take it to another level bitch No 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 staying on some bogus shit Arguing with my older bitch, acting 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 Fucking up my money so yeah I had to act sane Chi nigga but these hoes love my accent Chick came up to me and said "This the number to dial If you wanna make your #1 your #2 now" It's that Goose and Malibu I call it "Malibooyah" God damn Yeezy how he hit them with a new style Throw that motherfucker; "well what you gonna do now? Whatever I want to 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'll never get on top of this So mami, best advice is just to get on top of this Have you ever had sex with a pharaoh? Put the pussy in a sarcophagus Now she claiming that I bruised her esophagus Head of the class and she just want a swallowship I'm living in the future so the present is my past My presence is a present kiss my ass
(Nicki Minaj) Pull up in the monster, automobile gangster Wit’ 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 eat your brains And 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 a 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 noticed, ’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? 50K for a verse, no album out? Yeah, my money’s so tall that my Barbies gotta climb it Hotter than the Middle Eastern climate, violent Tony Matterhorn, dutty wine it, wine it Nicki on them titties when I sign it Yo, these niggas so one-track-minded But really, really, I don’t ever f-u-c-k Forget Barbie, yeah, fuck Nicki, she-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 Amber should menage Friday (Pi-pi-pi-pi) Pink wig, thick ass, give ‘em whiplash (Thi-thi-thi-thi) I think big, get cash, make ‘em blink fast (Now-now-now-now) Now look at what you just saw This is what (for-for-for-for) you live for (Aaaaah!) I’m a motherfuckin’ monster!