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 B-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'
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
Monster placate the
You get in my way
Imma feed you to the
Monster
I'm normal during the day
But at night, turn to a
Monster
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
Monster
I'm a
You get in my way
Imma feed you to the
Monster
I'm normal during the day
But at night, turn to a
Monster
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
'Cos 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 flyer
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
'Cos I caught the flack
But my dollars stacked right off the bat like a baseball
Like Kid Ink, bitch I got them racks with so much ease that they call me Diddy
'Cos I make bands and
I call getting cheese a cakewalk
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
Cristhian Rivera, 'cos my lyrics never sit well
So they wanna give me the chair
Like a paraplegic and it's scary
Call it Hari Kari
'Cos every Tom and Dick and Harry carry
A Merriam motherfuckin' dictionary on '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
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 'Gangsta Bitch' like Apache with a catchy jingle
I stack chips
You barely got a half-eaten
Cheeto
Fill 'em with the venom and eliminate 'em
Other words
I Minute Maid 'em
I don't wanna hurt 'em
But I did 'em in a fit of rage
I'm murderin' again
Nobody will evade him
Finna kill 'em and dump all the fuckin' bodies in the lake
Obliterating everything
Incinerate a renegade
I'm here to make anybody who want it with the pen afraid
But don't nobody want it
But they're gonna get it anyway
'Cos I'm beginnin' to feel like I'm mentally ill
I'm Attila, kill or be killed
I'm a killer bee
The vanilla gorilla
You're bringin' the killer within me out of me
You don't wanna be the enemy
Of the demon who went in me and be on the receiving end of me
What stupidity it'd be
Every bit of me's the epitome of a spitter
When I'm in the vicinity
Motherfucker you better duck
Or you finna be dead the minute you run into me
A hundred percent of you is a fifth of a percent of me
I'm 'bout to fuckin' finish you
Bitch I'm unfadable
You wanna battle
I'm available
I'm blowin' up like an inflatable
I'm undebatable
I'm unavoidable
I'm unevadable
I'm on the toilet bowl
I got a trailer full of money and I'm paid in full
I'm not afraid to pull a
Man, stop
Look what I'm plannin'
Ha ha
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With backing vocals (with or without vocals in the KFN version) 
Tempo: variable (around 166 BPM)
In the same key as the original: E♭m
The song begins a cappella
Duration: 03:33 - Preview at:
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