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Intro: Ugh, you're a monster Verse 1: Ebm
Gb Ebm I can swallow a bottle of alcohol and I'll feel like Godzilla Gb Better hit the deck like the card dealer Ebm Gb My whole squad's in here, walking around the party Ebm Gb a cross between a zombie apocalypse and big Bobby "The Verse 2: Ebm Gb Brain" Heenan which is probably the Ebm Same reason I wrestle with mania Gb Shady's in this xxxxx, I'm posse'd up Ebm Consider it to cross me a costly mistake Gb Ebm If they sleepin' on me, the hoes better get insomnia Ebm adhd, Hydroxycut Verse 3: Ebm Pass the Courvoisi' -Hey, hey- Gb Ebm In aa with an ak, melee, finna set it like a playdate Gb Better vacate, retreat like a vacay, mayday Ebm Gb This beat is cray-cray, Ray J h a h a h a Ebm Gb Laughing all the way to the bank, I spray flames Gb They cannot tame or placate the -Ayy- Chorus 1: Ebm Monster Gb Ebm You get in my way, I'ma feed you to the monster, yeah Gb Ebm I'm normal during the day, but at night, turn to a monster, yeah Gb Ebm When the moon shines like Ice Road Truckers Gb Ebm I look like a villain outta those blockbusters Gb -Godzilla, fire spitter-, monster Ebm Gb Blood on the dance floor, and on the Louis V carpet Ebm Gb -Fire, Godzilla, fire-, monster Ebm Gb Blood on the dance floor, and on the Louis V carpet Verse 4: Ebm Gb I'm just a product of Slick Rick and Onyx, told 'em lick the balls Ebm Had 'em just appalled at so many things that pissed 'em off Gb It's impossible to list 'em all Ebm And in the midst of all this Gb I'm in a mental hospital with a crystal ball Ebm Tryna see, will I still be like this tomorrow? Gb Risperdal, voices whisper Verse 5: Ebm Gb My fist is balled back up against the wall, pencil drawn Ebm This is just the song to go ballistic on Gb You just pulled a pistol on the guy with the missile launcher Ebm Gb I'm just a Loch Ness, the mythological Ebm Quick to tell a xxxxx screw off like a fifth of Vodka Gb When you twist the top of the bottle, I'm a Chorus 2: Ebm Monster Gb Ebm You get in my way, I'ma feed you to the monster, yeah Gb Ebm I'm normal during the day, but at night, turn to a monster, yeah Gb Ebm When the moon shines like Ice Road Truckers Gb Ebm I look like a villain outta those blockbusters Gb -Godzilla, fire spitter-, monster Ebm Gb Blood on the dance floor, and on the Louis V carpet Ebm Gb -Fire, Godzilla, fire-, monster Ebm Gb Blood on the dance floor, and on the Louis V carpet Verse 6: Ebm Gb If you never gave a damn, raise your hand Ebm Gb Cause I'm about to set trip, vacation plans Ebm Gb I'm on point like my index is, so all you will ever get is Ebm Gb The motherxxxxin' finger -Finger-, prostate exam -'Xam- Verse 7: Ebm How can I have all these fans and perspire? Gb Like a liar's pants, I'm on fire Ebm And I got no plans to retire Gb and I'm still the man you admire Ebm These chicks are spazzin' out Gb I only get more handsome and flier Ebm I got 'em passin' out like what Gb you do when you hand someone flyers Verse 8: Ebm And what goes around comes around Gb just like the blades on a chainsaw Ebm Cause I caught the flap of my dollar Gb stack right off the bat like a baseball Ebm Like Kid Ink, xxxxx, I got them racks Gb with so much ease that they call me Diddy Ebm 'Cause I make bands and I call Gb getting cheese a cakewalk -Cheesecake, yeah- Bridge 1: Eminem Raps in Triplet Flow Ebm Gb xxxxx, I'm a player, I'm too motherxxxxin' stingy for Cher Ebm Gb Won't even lend you an ear, ain't even pretending to care Ebm But I tell a xxxxx I'll marry her if she'll bury her Gb Face on my genital area, the original Richard Ramirez B Christian Rivera, 'cause my lyrics never sit well B So they wanna give me the chair Bridge 2: Eminem Raps in Triplet Flow Ebm Like a paraplegic, and it's scary, call it Harry Caray B Cause every Tom and Dick, and Harry carry B a Merriam motherxxxxin' dictionary Gb Got 'em swearing up and down Gb they can't spit, this xxxx's hilarious Bb It's time to put these xxxxxes in the obituary column Bb We wouldn't see eye to eye with a staring problem Bb Get the shaft like a steering column -Mark Jack- Verse 9: Ebm Gb Trigger happy, pack heat, but it's black ink Ebm Evil half of the Bad Meets Gb Evil, that means take a back seat Ebm Take it back to Fat Petes with a maxi, single Gb Look at my rap sheets, what attracts these people Ebm Is my gangster, xxxxx, like Apache with a catchy jingle Gb I stack chips, you barely got a half-eaten Cheeto Verse 10: Eminem Raps Super Fast! Ebm Gb Fill 'em with the venom and eliminate 'em Ebm Other words, I Minute Maid 'em Gb I don't want to hurt 'em, but I did 'em in a fit of rage Gb I'm murderin' again, nobody will evade him Ebm Finna kill 'em and dump all the xxxxin' bodies in the lake Gb Obliterating everything, incinerate and renegade 'em Ebm And I make anybody who want it with the pen afraid Gb But don't nobody want it, but they're gonna get it anyway Verse 11: Eminem Raps Super Fast! Ebm Cause I'm beginnin' to feel like I'm mentally ill Gb I'm Attila, kill or be killed, I'm a killer bee, the vanilla gorilla Ebm You're bringin' the killer within me out of me Gb You don't want to be the enemy of the demon who went in me Ebm And be on the receivin' end of me, what stupidity it'd be Ebm Every bit of me is the epitome of a spitter Ebm When I'm in the vicinity, motherxxxxer, you better duck Gb Or you finna be dead the minute you run into me Verse 14: Eminem Raps Super Fast! Ebm a hundred percent of you is a fifth of a percent of me Gb I'm 'bout to xxxxin' finish you xxxxx, I'm unfadable Ebm You wanna battle, I'm available, Ebm I'm blowin' up like an inflatable Gb I'm undebatable, I'm unavoidable, I'm unevadable Ebm I'm on the toilet bowl, I got a trailer Gb full of money and I'm paid in full Gb I'm not afraid to pull the Outro: Man, stop Look what I'm plannin' haha
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