Monster [Genius Users remix] lyrics

[Intro Verse: Casey Anthony]
b*tch, I'm a whore, no-good di*k-sucker
Wet motherf*cker, now look who's in trouble
As you run through my pus*y all you hear is moans
I send nudes to everyone, here's some for the road

[Hook: Kanye West]
Gossip, gossip, n*gga just stop it
Everybody know I'm a motherf*cking monster
I'm-a need to see your f*cking hands at the concert
I'm-a need to see your f*cking hands at the concert
Profit, profit, n*gga I got it
Everybody know I'm a motherf*cking monster
I'm-a need to see your f*cking hands at the concert
I'm-a need to see your f*cking hands

[Verse 1: JFKray]
Brought onto this earth just to murder fools
Working all the time but still i’m just gaining joules
I’ve been writing bars to try to rejuvenate
But all it’s been doing is making me hallucinate
Bout all these these things could be
But all these explosions never even shook me
I’m a reptile a monster this journey should turnout fun
2 points razor sharp if it’s coming off my tongue
The other is that i’m on a greater scale
Living on this planet dam it just trying to prevail
I’ll murder this but we do anything for racks though
I’ll be racist only to get the attention of El Chapo
Then afterwards get him to place a bounty on my head
And visit him pretending I’m seeing red
Cut it off myself and collect the bounty when I’m dead
Then bribe death to take him instead
[Verse 2: RakimThaGodMC (K Rah)]
Aight lemme spit this off the dome...
Im a motherf*cking monster
Big racks, no sponser
Shoot yo ass like contra
n*gga im gon bomb ya
Like osama
Or saddam, uh
Rolling presedential, no obama
f*cking buddha head like im the dalai lama
Hit you with the llama
Yo bish want dis dih like kendrick lamar
n*gga rollin with two packs
Hit you with that new gat
Who that
Shoot that
n*gga ask later
Im too busy chasin paper
Tell your b*tch im gone rape her
Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Jokes b*tch im f*cking in it
Like a top the way this lean got me spinnin
(can't even afford codeine n*gga...)
b*tch im winnnin
Like im t pain
Hop out the porsche like t wayne
We slayin
Keychain
Its my b day
Yeah
K Rah
2016
With the m16
Spittin them 16s

(n*gga that was f*cking whack)
(its a freestyle n*gga f*ck off)

[Hook]

U

[Verse 5: KUZGUN]
I'll start it of with, f*ck those hatin'
We (lyrically) get white b*tches, rape them
Forsake them, back to the house of Satan
Where the f*ck is the exorcist?
Oh right, my trunk, next to the possessed orphans
It's just a bit gory, more morbid
Don't worry officer, that blood is just ripped-out organs
Oh, I'm talking to a decapitated head
What's new about this place? Oh, the red
(n*gga, you OK? For real?)
No, I'm running around the place with a chainsaw because I don't act like I'm terminally ill
(n*gga you done lost it)
I'm a psycho, lost it, killer, flight risk, all the same
All of them equate
To me being a muhf*ckin' monster!

[Verse 6: DRAKE]
You used to call me on my cellphone...
Late night when you need my di*k...
Call me on my cellphone....
Late night when you need my di*k...
I'd f*ck Kanye...

[Verse 7 - Sicarius (a.k.a. JC Assassin)]
I come in, all I see is violence
Cop car comin' all I hear is the sirens
She ate my c*ckpit, she the pilot
Plenty of pus*y participate, go pile it
Always walk around with my nine inch
This music coming to you from the finest
f*ck with me, had to teach these n*ggas what a 9 is
I would never ever leave my baby, she a fine b*tch
Your raps wack some place like an island
You said you wanna go, boy you got me dying
I get the crowd jumpin' you just keep 'em silent
Y'all already know the time that I'm in
Y'all already know my di*k is giant
Everytime I f*ck them pussies get widened
There ain't no competetion, n*gga I win
Now I retire this verse like Kobe Bryant!

[Verse 8 - King Jonathan]
Everyone bow down to me because these lyrics is so godly
Im stating facts , not being c*cky
There is no such thing as RG without King J
Because my verses are always on replay
Shoutout to Onemanband for this amazing idea
My fire keep on coming out like diarrhea
This verse is the definition of a renegade
I leave everyone on this website dismayed
They don't know what Ima do next
I don't post random stuff like Complex
I do what I do nobody can stop me
Lighting everything up like Christmas tree
King J here signing out, man I need some water
Cause everybody know I'm a motherf*cking monster

[Hook]

[Verse 9: LaFlamesAdvocate]
Okay,lets get done with this sh*t, real quick,on some ill sh*t
Vincent prince of rappers on some Michael Jackson thriller sh*t
Mansion full of rooms and tricks, my charismatic language
Hannibal Lecter talents, Frank Abagnale character
So how would you comfort your girl? when i dress em in couture
Take em on a tour, through the upper echelons of affluence and capital
The peaks as high as fantasy reaches, surely enough, the valleys
Reach deeper than any human being whom seeks the needless, alleys
Diamonds, rentals and carpets, the extravagant feautures
The eye for details, curiosity is just another facade
f*cks your brain up, like acid rain drops, blood and veins clot
The addiction,for a femme fatale to candy cain and pop
Attraction to the endless spacing out of pain and fake plots
So mr monster, right hand to mister dante
As my bussiness card and clients say

[Verse 12: Lil Chopstick]
Herro motherf*ckas they carr me rir Chopstick
I'mma f*ck yo b*tch wit my two inch di*k
Make her come quick rike my pad thai order
Minimum wage, b*tch onry got paid a quarter
I rike to put a roofie in her cup and in her rice
She get sreepy because she didn't think twice
Take her home in my buick and f*ck her arr night
Bind her feet give her AIDs and turn her into my wife

[outro: JFKray]
Oh sh*t i left skidmarks again
I got double penetrated by a spirit
Frying pans and headlice
Stalin could be my dad

[Double Outro Cuz I'm Cooler: Reebok Jones]
I got broads in Chicago
And...something
GODDAMNIT DESIIGNER STOP WRITING MY sh*t