Karaoké Monster Kanye West

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