Monster... 
How should I feel?
Creatures lie here
Looking through the window
[drake] 
last name ever, first name greatest 
like a sprained ankle boy i aint nothing to play with 
started off local , but thanks to all the haters 
i know g4 pilots on a first name basis 
in your city faded off the brown 
nino 
she insists she got more class 
we know 
swimmin’ in the [bad word] and find me 
nemo 
if i was at the club you know i bald 
kimo 
dropped a mixtape that [bad word] sounded like an album 
who’d a thought a country-wide tour would be the [bad word] 
labels want my name beside an x like malcolm 
everybody got a deal, i did it without one 
yeah, [bad word] im about my business 
killing all these rappers you would swear i had a hit list 
everyone who doubted me is asking for forgiveness 
if you ain’t been apart of it at least you got to witness 
 [bad word] . 

Monster... 
How should I feel?
Creatures lie here
Looking through the window 

[kanye] 
i used to have hood dreams 
big fame, big chains 
i stuck my [bad word] inside this life until that [bad word] came 
i went hard all fall like the ball teams 
just so i could make it rain, all spring 
y’all seen my story, my glory 
i had raped the game young you could call it statutory 
when a [bad word] blow up they gon’ build statues for me 
old money benjamin button whaat?! nuttin 
now superbad chicks giving me mcLovin 
you would think I ran the world like michelle’s husband 
you would think these niggas would know me when they really doesn’t 
like they was down with the old me no you [bad word] wasn’t 
you’re such a [bad word] loser 
he didn’t even go to class bueller 
trade the grammy plaques just to have my granny back 
remember she had that bad hip like a [bad word] pack 
chasing that stardom would turn you into a maniac 
all the way in hollywood and I can’t even act 
they pull their cameras out and god [bad word] they snap 
i used to want this thing forever you can have it back. 

Monster... 
How should I feel?
Creatures lie here
Looking through the window 

[lil wayne] 
ok, hello its da martian, 
space jam jordan’s, 
i want this [bad word] forever, wake up and smell the garden 
fresher than the harvest 
step up to the target 
if i had one guess than i guess im just new orleans 
and i will never stop like [bad word] from the cops 
hop up in my car and told my chauffeur to the top 
life is like a [bad word] roller coaster then it drops 
but what should I scream for this is my theme park 
my minds shine even when my thoughts seem dark 
pistol on my side you don’t wanna hear that thing talk 
let the king talk check the price and pay attention 
lil wayne that’s what they got to say or mention 
im like nevada in the middle of the summer, 
i’m resting in the lead I need a pillow and a cover 
shhh, my foots sleeping on the gas 
no brake pads no such thing as last. 

Monster... 
How should I feel?
Creatures lie here
Looking through the window