I shoot the lights out Until it's bright out Oh, just another lonely night Are you willing to sacrifice your life?
Bitch, I'm a monster, no-good blood sucker Fat motherfucker, now looks who's in trouble As you run through my jungle all you hear is rumbles Kanye West samples, here's one for example
Gossip, gossip, nigga just stop it Everybody know I'm a motherfuckin' monster I'mma need to see your fuckin' hands at the concert
Profit, profit, nigga I got it Everybody know I'm a motherfuckin' monster I'mma need to see your fuckin' hands at the concert
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 about to take it to another level, bitch
None of who you goin' get, ain't nobody as cold as this Do the rap and attract 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 rap's will the track, man Bought the chain that always give me back pain Fuckin' up my money so, yeah, I had to act And short nigga but these ho's love my accent
She came up to me and said this the number two gal If you want to make it number one, you're number two now This the Goose and Malibu, I call it MaliBOO-YAH God damn Yeezy, how you gonna hit 'em with a new style?
Know that motherfucker well, what you gonna do now? Whatever I wanna do, gosh, it's cool now Not gonna do us, it's new now Think you motherfucker really, really need to cool out
'Cause you will 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 claimin' that I bruised her esophagus Head of the class and she just want to swallow shit I'm livin' in the future so the presence is my past My presence is the present, kiss my ass
Sasquatch, Godzilla, King Kong, Loch Ness Goblin, ghoul, a zombie with no conscious Question: what do these things all have in common? Everybody knows I'm a motherfucking monster
Conga, stomp, 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 hear things scream in my dreams
Murder, murder in black convertibles I kill a block, I murder the avenues Rape and pillage your village, women and children Everybody want to know what my Achilles heel is
Love, I don't get enough of it All I get are these vampires and blood suckers All I see are these niggas I made millionaires Millin' about, spillin' they feelin's in the air
All I see are these fake fucks with no fangs Tryin' to draw blood from my ice cold veins I smell a massacre Seems to be the only way to back you bastards off
Pull up in a monster automobile gangster With a bad bitch that came from Sri Lanka Yeah, I'm in that Tonka, color of Willy Wonka You can be the king, but watch the queen conquer
Okay, first thing's first: I'll eat your brains Then I'mma start rocking gold teeth and fangs 'Cause that's what a motherfuckin' monster do He a dresser from Milan that's the monster do
Monster Giuseppie heel, that's the monster shoe Young Money is the Rasta and a monster crew And I'm all up, all up, all up in the bank with a 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 show's ten times your pay? 50K for a verse, no album out Yeah, my money's so tall that my Barbie's gotta climb it
Hotter than a Middle-Eastern climate, violent Twenty matahran, go teewyin' it