Ugh you're a monster
I can swallow a bottle of
alcohol and I'll feel like Godzilla
Better hit the deck
like the card dealer
My whole squad's in here
walking around the party
A cross between a zombie apocalypse
and big Bobby The Brain
Heenan which is probably the
Same reason I wrestle with mania
Shady's in this bitch
I'm posse'd up
Consider it to cross me
a costly mistake
If they sleepin' on me
the hoes better get insomnia
ADHD hydroxycut
Pass the Courvoisi' Hey hey
In AA with an AK melee
finna set it like a playdate
Better vacate
retreat like a vacay mayday
This beat is cray-cray
Ray J H-A-H-A-H-A
Laughing all the way to the bank
I spray flames
They cannot tame or placate the
Monster
You get in my way
I'ma feed you to the monster Yeah
I'm normal during the day
but at night turn to a monster Yeah
When the moon shines
like Ice Road Truckers
I look like a villain
outta those blockbusters
Godzilla fire spitter monster
Blood on the dance floor
and on the Louis V carpet
Fire Godzilla fire monster
Blood on the dance floor
and on the Louis V carpet
I'm just a product of
Slick Rick and Onyx
told 'em lick the balls
Had 'em just appalled at
so many things that pissed 'em off
It's impossible to list 'em all
And in the midst of all this
I'm in a mental hospital
with a crystal ball
Tryna see will I still be
like this tomorrow
Risperdal voices whisper
My fist is balled back up
against the wall pencil drawn
This is just the song
to go ballistic on
You just pulled a pistol on the guy
with the missile launcher
I'm just a Loch Ness
the mythological
Quick to tell a bitch screw off
like a fifth of Vodka
When you twist the
top of the bottle I'm a
Monster
You get in my way
I'ma feed you to the monster Yeah
I'm normal during the day
but at night turn to a monster Yeah
When the moon shines
like Ice Road Truckers
I look like a villain
outta those blockbusters
Godzilla fire spitter monster
Blood on the dance floor
and on the Louis V carpet
Fire Godzilla fire monster
Blood on the dance floor
and on the Louis V carpet
If you never gave a damn
raise your hand
'Cause I'm about to set trip
vacation plans
I'm on point like my index is
so all you will ever get is
The motherfuckin' finger Finger
prostate exam 'Xam
How can I have all these
fans and perspire
Like a liar's pants I'm on fire
And I got no plans to retire
and I'm still the man you admire
These chicks are spazzin' out
I only get more handsome and flier
I got 'em passin' out like
what you do when you
hand someone flyers
And what goes around comes around
just like the blades on a chainsaw
'Cause I caught the flap
of my dollar stack right off the bat
like a baseball
Like Kid Ink bitch
I got them racks with so much ease
that they call me Diddy
'Cause I make bands
and I call getting cheese a cakewalk
Cheesecake yeah
Bitch I'm a player
I'm too motherfuckin'
stingy for Cher
Won't even lend you an ear
ain't even pretending to care
But I tell a bitch
I'll marry her if she'll bury her
Face on my genital area
the original Richard Ramirez
Christian Rivera
'cause my lyrics never sit well
So they wanna give me the chair
Like a paraplegic and it's scary
call it Harry Caray
'Cause e'ry Tom and
Dick and Harry carry
a Merriam motherfuckin' dictionary
Got 'em swearing up and down
they can spit this shit's hilarious
It's time to put these bitches
in the obituary column
We wouldn't see eye to eye
with a staring problem
Get the shaft like a steering column
Mark Jack
Trigger happy pack heat
but it's black ink
Evil half of the Bad Meets
Evil that means take a back seat
Take it back to Fat Beats
with a maxi single
Look at my rap sheet
what attracts these people
Is my gangster bitch
like Apache with a catchy jingle
I stack chips
you barely got a half-eaten Cheeto
Fill 'em