I shoot the lights out
High till it's bright out
Oh, just another lonely night
Are you willing to sacrifice your life?
Tell my monster no good blood sucks
Fat, fat, fat
I look who's in trouble
As you run through my jungles
All you hear is rumbling
Kanye West sample
Gossip, gossip, gossip
Stop it, everybody know
I'm a, I'm a, I'm a, I'm a monster
I'ma need a CFT of hands at the concert
I'ma need a CFT of hands at the concert
Prop it, prop it, prop it
I got it, everybody know
I'm a, I'm a, I'm a monster
I'ma need a CFT of hands at the concert
I'ma need a CFT of hands
Sasquatch, Godzilla, King Kong
Loch Ness, Goblin, Ghoul
A zombie with no conscience
Question, what are these things all have in common?
Everybody knows I'm a, I'm a, I'm a monster
Conquer, stomp, just stop your silly nonsense
Nonsense, none of you know where the swamp is
None of you have seen the carnage that I've seen
I still hear fiends scream in my dreams
Murder, murder and black convertibles
I kill a block, I murder the avenues
Raping village to 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 bloodsuckers
All I see is these I made millionaires
Milling about, spilling their feelings in the air
All I see is these fake fakes with no fangs
Trying to draw blood from my ice cold veins
I smell a massacre
Seems to be the only way to back you
Gossip, gossip, you can just stop it
Everybody know I'm a, I'm a, I'm a monster
I'ma need a CFT of hands at the concert
I'ma need a CFT of hands at the concert
Prop it, prop it, now I got it
Everybody know I'm a, I'm a, I'm a monster
I'ma need a CFT of hands at the concert
I'ma need a CFT of hands
Pull up in a monster automobile gangster
With a bad bad that came from Sri Lanka
Yeah, I'm in a tank, I color out Willy Wonka
You could be the king, but watch the queen
Okay, first things first, I'll eat your brains
Then I'ma start rocking gold teeth and fangs
Cause that's what I'm, what I'm, what I'm monster do
Hair dresser from Milan, that's the monster do
Monster dresser be here, that's the monster show
Young money is the roster in a monster crew
And I'm pull up, pull up, pull up in the bank
With a funny face, and if I'm fake
I ain't know this cause my money ain't
So let me get this straight, wait, I'm the rookie?
But my features in my show is ten times your pay?
The DK for a verse, no album out?
Yeah, my money so tall that my Barbie's gotta climb it
Hotter than the Middle East, then climb it
Find it, twenty months I run, got to whine it
Whine it, Nicki on the beat when I sign it
Body, body, so one -track minded
But really, really, I don't ever ask you
Hey, forget Barbie, Nicki, she's fake
She on a diet, but her pockets ain't in cheesecake
And I'll say, boy, the Chucky and Chops play
Just killed another career, it's a mild day
Besides Ye, they can't stand besides me
I think me, you, and Ian, Sean, and Friday
Pink wig, wig, give them whiplash
I think big, get cash, make them blink fast
Now look at what you just saw, this is what you live for
I'm a, I'm a monster
