Monster 作词 : Dean, Michael G. / Carter, Shawn C. 作曲 : Dean, Michael G. / Carter, Shawn C. I shoot the lights out Hide 'til it's bright out Oh, just another lonely night Are you willing to sacrifice your life? B!tch, I'm a monster, no-good bloodsucker Fat motherfvcker, now look who's in trouble As you run through my jungles all you hear is rumbles Kanye West samples, here's one for example Gossip, gossip, n!gga, just stop it Everybody know I'm a motherfvckin' monster I'ma need to see your fvckin' hands at the concert I'ma need to see your fvckin' hands at the concert Profit, profit, n!gga, I get it Everybody know I'm a motherfvckin' monster I'ma need to see your fvckin' hands at the concert I'ma need to see your fvckin' hands Uh, 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 'bout to take it to another level, b!tch 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 sh!t Arguin' with my older b!tch, actin' like I owe her sh!t I heard the beat, the same raps that gave the track pain Bought the chain that always give me back pain Fvcking up my money so, yeah, I had to act sane Chi n!gga but these hoes love my accent Chick came up to me and said, "This the number to dial If you wanna make your number one your number two now" Mix that Goose and Malibu, I call it "Malibooyah" Goddamn, Yeezy always hit 'em with a new style Know that motherfvcker well, What you gon' do now? Whatever I wanna do, gosh, It's cool now Know I'm gonna do, ah, it's the new now Think you motherfvckers 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? Ah, put the pus*y in a sarcophagus Now she claiming 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 a*s Gossip, gossip, n!gga, just stop it Everybody know I'm a motherfvckin' monster I'ma need to see your fvckin' hands at the concert I'ma need to see your fvckin' hands at the concert (Yeah) Profit, profit, n!gga, I get it Everybody know I'm a motherfvckin' monster (I'm a motherfvcking monster) I'ma need to see your fvckin' hands at the concert I'ma need to see your fvckin' hands Sasquatch, Godzilla, King Kong, Loch Ness Goblin, ghoul, a zombie with no conscience Question, What do these things all have in common? Everybody knows I'm a motherfvckin' monster Conquer, stomp ya, stop your silly nonsense Nonsense, none of you n!ggas know where the swamp is None of you n!ggas have seen the carnage that I've seen I still hear fiends scream in my dreams Murder, murder in black convertibles, I Kill the block, I murder the avenues, I 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 is these vampires and bloodsuckers All I see is these n!ggas I made millionaires Milling about, spilling they feelings in the air All I see is these fake fvcks 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, n!gga, just stop it Everybody know I'm a motherfvckin' monster I'ma need to see your fvckin' hands at the concert I'ma need to see your fvckin' hands at the concert Profit, profit, n!gga, I get it Everybody know I'm a motherfvckin' monster I'ma need to see your fvckin' hands at the concert I'ma need to see your fvckin' hands Pull up in the monster, automobile gangsta With a bad b!tch 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 rocking gold teeth and fangs 'Cause that's what a motherfvckin' monster do Hair dresser 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 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? 50K for a verse, no album out Yeah, my money's so tall that my Barbies got to 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 n!ggas so one-track-minded But really, really I don't give an F-U-C-K "Forget Barbie, fvck Nicki sh-she's fake" "She on a diet," but my pockets eatin' cheesecake And I'll say, bride of Chucky, it's 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 Am' should ménage Friday Pink wig, thick a*s, give 'em whiplash 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 motherfvckin' monster! I, I crossed the limelight And I'll, I'll let God decide 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 (No) 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