: Last light's out. They're all abed And something's in my room, Creeping down towards me on the wall. Daddy said it's just some flickering headlight
contain the hunger It grew and grew in time, into a Monster, Monster of rock They could never bind it It vowed to reach the top Monster, Monster of rock
s, how to dot I's Little did he know he created a Monster! PITBULL Nigga, I'm that Monster! DB, them Chico's is Monsters! Lil'Jon, that Nigga is a Monster
marks come off that cast, nigga you know what it is, think I'm serious Then heart attack, missles aimed straight at where the fuck your heart is at Fix
I feel it welling up inside and Robert Smith lied Boys do cry and with blood tears in my eyes I'm an Anne Rice novel come to life I can't hide the monster
: (feat. George Clinton) At these up late times, hardcore funkateers before the bop gun. We unleash you a positive light. The bop gun can do you no
if you'll get out alive The doctors walk in And he smiles at you Your sergery is scheduled for five Help me Save me As I take my last breath From these
m from poverty, neglected by the wealthy Me and my niggaz share gifts, e'ryday like Christmas Slay bitches, and party e'ryday like this is the last I'
more to the big screen, Bill Gates dreams But it seems you'd rather see me in jail with state greens Want me off the scene fast, but good things last
muthaf-cking monster do Hairdresser from milan, thats what monster do Monster Giuseppe heel that?s the monster shoe Young money is the roster and the monster
a motherfucking monster do Hairdresser from Milan, that's the monster do Monster Giuseppe heel, that's the monster shoe Young Money is the roster and the monster
I?m a vet but Benny Blonco ain?t taking my life I might end up on the beach with my seed in my wife One last hustle, last hoorah, move this last bundle
: [Lil Wayne] Yea she got that good good she Michael Jackson bad i'm adtract to her with her adtract ass x2 [Lil Wayne] she a monster,I?m her sponsor
pilgrim Cash Money million, hier to the throne Going at the head like hair in a comb Sittin by the window, I just stare at the storm Knowin' I'm a get
billion Cash Money million, hier to the throne Going at the head is like hair and a comb Sittin by the window, I just stare at the stone Knowin' I might
this chair the nigga from last year Ya bows hanging baggy Tommy Hilfiger tap gear Take no shorts I'm doin lovely in all sports even swing the pole at
so high I feel like I'm about to die I can't ever touch the sky I'm too high She's a girl of the past I guess that I got to her at last A did