King Los - Monster Remix lyrics

[Produced by Kanye West, Mike Dean & Plain Pat] [Hook: from Kanye's original track Monster] I shoot the lights out Ahh 'til it's bright out Oh just a lonely night Are you willing to sacrifice your life [Los] Hey yo I'm too sick to tell the doctors The way I snatch n***as girls I should climb up buildings and swat helicopters Clocking, 'til the doves on the beam switch I ain't Shrek but I'm in love with this green b**h The scene switch and I turn rappers to head targets Stomp them out in they living rooms, red carpet I hear barking but a big dog end discussions Cause money talks and I ain't really into interruptions So ippa ippa here we here we go n***a Froot Loop diamonds b**hes holla Cheerio n***a call me Cap'n Crunch numbers cause I clearly go bigger I master Raisin my Brand I'm a cereal k**er Uh, see I ain't tryna gloat But you don't need Kat Stacks to find my lines is dope I'm on my monsterish sh** Sasquatch the sh** til Jaws is fish sticks The whip gets good tits that we creep Leaving twenty-four inch footprints in the street See I dumped a b**h, your wife, didn't give her bread A knife ain't get the head then it's Night of the Living Dead Cause she dead and the only thing can change my mind Is if she give me monster brain, Frankenstein See any b**h you might think is a dime I think she okay Cause my b**h be k**ing these b**hes, she think she OJ My two ex-girlfriends jealous and sick If X marks the spot they took a L in this b**h I turn your b**h to your ex soon as L in this b**h I give her two X pills then a L of this piff I have her f**ing other b**hes, I will Ellen your b**h I will f** her from the back and start an L in this b**h Invite the whole staff of XXL in this b**h Then ax somebody so I can excel in this b**h Cause I'm a monster, everybody hail the gift Cause in comparison every rapper pales to this So tell Kanye to sign me I could have a suit made real fast don't worry my Taylor Swift You n***as sorry never saw me on no fall-off sh** It'll be like I'm starring in Saw when I start off sh** I'll be armed with the sawed-off to replace your sawed-off arm With the same saw that it was sawed off with I'm a cold motherf**er, I am just cold In that Maserati R. Kelly piss gold My flow in one word: reckless And ye ain't never there like Yung Berg's necklace Your bars cool, my bars tight My bars hit like bar stools in bar fights Your bars hit like white girls when broads fight My bars hit like pit bulls when dogs fight Hits like Barry Bonds, big dogs bury bones Deep like Barry White, bars on baritone I'm in my forever zone, zoning I'm forever gone Everything I'm ever on I win it you're a loser I hope you're all offended as I end it sh**, let me put this extension on the Ruger, then... Now I can end it with a Shooter (*gunshot*)