Monster Karaoke - Kanye West

This title is a cover of Monster as made famous by Kanye West
feat. Jay-Z, Rick Ross, Nicki Minaj & Bon Iver

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About

With backing vocals (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

In the same key as the original: Em

The song begins a cappella

EXPLICIT LYRICS

Release date: 2010
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, In English

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Lyrics Monster

I shoot the lights out
Hide 'till it's bright out
Woh just another lonely night
Are you willing to sacrifice your life
Ah
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
Gossip, gossip
Nigga just stop it
Everybody know
I'm a motherfucking monster
Imma need to see your fucking hands at the concert
Imma need to see your fucking hands at the concert
Profit, profit
Nigga I get it
Everybody know
I'm a motherfucking monster
Imma need to see your fucking hands at the concert
Imma need to see your fucking 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 bitch
Nuh nuh 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
Argue 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 number one your number two now
Mix that Goose and Malibu
I call it "Malibooyah"
Goddamn Yeezy how he hit 'em with a new style
Know that motherfucker 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 motherfuckers really really need to cool out
'Cos you'll never get on top of this
So mommy, best advice is just to get on top of this
Have you ever had sex with a pharaoh
Ah put the pussy in a sarcophagus
Now she claiming that
I bruised her esophagus
Head of the class and she just won a swallowship
I'm living in the future so the present is my past
My presence is a present
Kiss my ass
Gossip, gossip
Nigga just stop it
Everybody know
I'm a motherfucking monster
Everybody know
I'm a motherfucking monster
Imma need to see your fucking hands at the concert
Imma need to see your fucking hands at the concert
Profit, profit
Nigga I get it
Everybody know
I'm a motherfucking monster
I'm a motherfucking monster
Imma need to see your fucking hands at the concert
Imma need to see your fucking 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 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 wanna 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 their feelings in the air
All I see is these fake fucks 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
Nigga just stop it
Everybody know
I'm a motherfucking monster
Imma need to see your fucking hands at the concert
Imma need to see your fucking hands at the concert
Profit, profit
Nigga I get it
Everybody know
I'm a motherfucking monster
Imma need to see your fucking hands at the concert
Imma need to see your fucking hands
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
Okay first things first
I'll eat your brains
Then Imma start rocking gold teeth and fangs
'Cos 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 'cos 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 Barbies gotta climb it
Hotter than a Middle Eastern climate, violent
Tony Matterhorn
Dutty Wine it, wylin'
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 'cos she's fake
She on a diet but my pockets eating cheesecake
And I'll say, bride of Chucky
It's Child's Play
Just killed another career
It's a mild day
Besides, yeah, they can't stand besides me
I think me, you, and Am should ménage Friday
Pink wig, thick ass
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 motherfucking monster
I, I crossed the limelight
And I'll, I'll let God decide sides
And I, I wouldn't last these shows
So I, I am headed home
I, I crossed the limelight
And I'll, I'll let God decide sides
And I, I wouldn't last these shows
So I, I am headed home
I, I crossed the limelight
And I'll, I'll let God decide sides
And I, I wouldn't last these shows
So I, I am headed home

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