Songtext Monster Jay-Z

Monster

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

Bitch I'm a monster no good blood sucker
Fat muthaf-cker now look who's in trouble
As you run through my jungle all you hear is rumbles
Kanye West sample, here's one for example

Gossip gossip
N-ggas just stop it
Everybody know (I'm a muthaf-cking monster)
I'ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
I'ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
Profit profit, n-gga I got it
Everybody know I'm a muthaf-cking monster
I'ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
I'ma need to see your f-cking hands at the

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
There you go again, aint nobody as cold as this
Do the rap and the track tripled up and no assist
But my only focus is staying on some bogus sh-t
Argue with my older bitch acting like I owe her sh-t
I heard the people sayin raps are gettin trap mayne
Bought the chain that always give me back pain
F-ckin up my money so yeh I had to act sane
Chi n-gga but he's hold of his accent
She came up to me and said this the number 2
If you wanna make it number one your number 2 now
This that goose an' malibu I call it Malibooya
God damn Yeezy How I hit em with the new style
Know that muthaf-cker well, what you gon do now
Whatever ever I wanna do, gosh its cool now
Nah gonna do, uhh its a new now
Think yo muthaf-cker really reall need to cool down
Cause you will never get on top off this
So mommy best advice is to get on top of this
Have you ever had sex with a pharoah
I put the p-ssy in a sarcophagus
Now she claiming I bruise her esophagus
Head of the class and she just want a swallowship
I'm living the future so the presence is my past
My presence is a present kiss my ass

Gossip gossip
N-ggas just stop it
Everybody know (I'm a muthaf-cking monster)
I'ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
I'ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
Profit profit, n-gga I got it
Everybody know I'm a muthaf-cking monster
I'ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
I'ma need to see your f-cking hands at the

Sasquatch, Godzilla, King Kong
Lochness, Goblin, Ghoul, a zombie with no conscience
Question what do all these things have in common
Everybody knows I'm a muthaf-cking monster
Conquer, stomp ya, stop your silly nonsense
None of you n-ggas know where the swamp is
None of you n-ggas have seen the carnage that I've seen
I still here fiends scream in my dream
Murder murder in black convertibles
I kill a block I murder avenues
Rape and pillage a village, women and children
Everybody wanna know what my achilles heel is
LOVE I dont get enough of it
All I get is these vampires and blood suckers
All I see is these n-ggas I've made millionnaires
Milling about, spilling there feelings in the air (shot at Beanie?)
All I see is these fake f-cks with no fangs
Tryna draw blood with my ice cold veins
I smell a massacre
Seems to be the only way to back you bastards up

Gossip gossip
N-ggas just stop it
Everybody know (I'm a muthaf-cking monster)
I'ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
I'ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
Profit profit, n-gga I got it
Everybody know I'm a muthaf-cking monster
I'ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
I'ma need to see your f-cking hands at the

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?
50K 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, 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 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 stand besides me
I think me, you and Am should ménage 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

I crossed the limelight
And I'll let God decide
And I wouldn't last these shows
So I am headed home
I crossed the limelight
And I'll let God decide
And I wouldn't last these shows
So I am headed home
I crossed the limelight
And I'll let God decide
And I wouldn't last these shows
So I am headed home