Lyrics:

[Intro: Bon Iver] I shoot the lights out Hide 'til it's bright out Oh just another lonely night Are you willing to sacrifice your life? [Verse 1] 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 West samples, here's one for example: [Hook] 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 2] 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 that people sing raps to 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' Mix that Goose and Malibu I call it 'Malibooyah' Goddamn, 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 [Hook] 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 3: Jay-Z] 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 motherfucking 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 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 blood suckers All I see is these niggas I made millionaires Milling about, spilling they feelings in the air All I see is these fake fucks 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 bastards up [Hook] 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 4: Nicki Minaj] 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 OK first things first I'll eat your brains Then I'm a start rocking gold teeth and fangs Cause that's what a motherfucking 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? Fifty K for a verse, no album out Yeah, my money's so tall that my Barbiez got to climb it Hotter than a Middle Eastern climate, find it 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 she's fake She's on a diet but her pockets eating 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 stands besides me I think me, you and Am should menage Friday Pink wig, thick ass, 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 motherfucking monster [Outro: Bon Iver] I crossed the line And I'll let God decide And I wouldn't last these shows So I am heading home