Kanye West feat. Jay-Z, Rick Ross, Bon Iver & Nicki Minaj – Monster



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Kanye West feat. Jay-Z, Rick Ross, Bon Iver & Nicki Minaj – Monster

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I shoot the lights out
Hide ’til it’s bright out
Whoa, just another lonely night
Are you willing to sacrifice your life?

[Rick Ross]
Bitch, I’m a monster, no-good bloodsucker
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 motherfuckin’ monster)
I’ma need to see your fuckin’ hands at the concert
I’ma need to see your fuckin’ hands at the concert
Profit, profit, nigga, I got it
Everybody know I’m a motherfuckin’ monster
I’ma need to see your fuckin’ hands at the concert
I’ma need to see your fuckin’ hands

[Kanye]
Uh, the best livin’ or dead, hands down, huh?
Let’s talk more here 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 goin’ 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 shit
Arguin’ wit’ my older bitch, actin’ like I owe her shit
I heard the bitch the same raps you gave the track, mayne
Bought the chain that always give me back pain
Fuckin’ up my money so, yeah, I had to act sane
Chi nigga, but these hoes love my ac-cent
She came up to me and said, “This the number two dial”
If you wanna make it number one, you’re number two now
This that Goose and Malibu, I call it Mali-boo-yeah
God damn, Yeezy, I will hit ‘em wit’ a new style
Know that motherfucker well, whatcha gon’ do now?
Whatever-ever I wanna do, gosh, it’s cool now
Then 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 pharaoah?
I put the pussy in a sarcophagus
Now she claimin’ that I bruise her esophagus
Head of the class, and she just want a swallowship
I’m livin’ 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 motherfuckin’ monster)
I’ma need to see your fuckin’ hands at the concert
I’ma need to see your fuckin’ hands at the concert
Profit, profit, nigga, I got it
Everybody know I’m a motherfuckin’ monster
I’ma need to see your fuckin’ hands at the concert
I’ma need to see your fuckin’ hands

[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 motherfuckin’ monster
Conquer, stomp ya, stop your silly nonsense
Really, 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 a block, I murder the avenues, ah
Rape and pillage a 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 bloodsuckers
All I see is these niggas I made millionaires
Millin’ about, spillin’ they feelings in the air
All I see is these fake fucks with no fame
Tryna draw blood from my ice-cold veins
(sniffs) I smell a massacre
Seems to be the only way to bag you bastards

Gossip, gossip, nigga just stop it
Everybody know (I’m a motherfuckin’ monster)
I’ma need to see your fuckin’ hands at the concert
I’ma need to see your fuckin’ hands at the concert
Profit, profit, nigga, I got it
Everybody know I’m a motherfuckin’ monster
I’ma need to see your fuckin’ hands at the concert
I’ma need to see your fuckin’ hands

[Nicki Minaj]
Pull up in the monster, automobile gangster
Wit’ 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
First things first, I eat your brains
And then I’ma start rockin’ gold teeth and fangs
‘Cause that’s what a motherfuckin’ monster do
Hairdresser 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 noticed, ’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 gotta climb it
Hotter than the Middle Eastern climate, violent
Twenty mataran, dutty wine it, wine it
Nicki on the pit is on a sign it
Yo, these niggas so one-track-minded
But really, really, I don’t ever f-u-c-k
Forget Barbie, yeah, fuck Nicki, she-she’s cake
She on a diet but my pockets eatin’ cheesecake
And I’ll say, “Boy, the Chucky is 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 Amber should menage 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
(Aaaaah!) I’m a motherfuckin’ monster!

[Bon Iver] x 3
I-I-I-I
I, I, cross the line, line
And I, I, let God decide, (cide)
And I, I, wouldn’t last these shows
So I, I, am headed home, home

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