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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 ****, I'm posse'd up Consider it to cross me a costly mistake If they sleepin' on me, the **** better get insomnia ADHD, Hydroxycut, pass the Courvoisi' (Hey, hey) In AA with an ****, 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 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 **** 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 **** on the guy with the missile launcher I'm just a Loch Ness, the mythological Quick to tell a ****, "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 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 '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 **** finger prostate exam (Finger, 'xam) How can I have all these fans that 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 flack, but my dollars' stacked right off the bat like a baseball Like Kid Ink, ****, 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!) ****, I'm a player, I'm too **** stingy for Cher Won't even lend you an ear, ain't even pretending to care But I tell a **** I'll marry her if she'll bury her Face in my **** 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 Hari Kari 'Cause every Tom and Dick and Harry carry a Merriam **** dictionary On 'em swearing up and down, they can spit, this **** hilarious It's time to put these **** in the obituary column We wouldn't see eye to eye with a staring problem Get the shaft like a steering column (Monster) 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, **** 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 want to hurt 'em, but I did 'em in a fit of rage I'm **** again, nobody will evade I'm finna **** 'em and dump all the **** bodies in the lake Obliterating everything, incinerate and renegade 'em And I make anybody who want it with the pen afraid And don't nobody want it, but they're gonna get it anyway! 'Cause I'm beginnin' to feel like I'm mentally ill I'm Attila, **** or be killed, I'm a killer bee, the vanilla gorilla You're bringin' the killer within me outta me You don't want to be the enemy of the demon who enter me And be in the receivin' end of me, what stupidity it'd be Every bit of me's the epitome of a spitter When I'm in the vicinity, ****, 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 **** finish you ****, 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 the– Man, stop Look what I'm plannin'
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