Aaahh! Real Monsters Lyrics - Popular Culture - Xv

Play them, play them, play them loud 

Comin' down, bangin' that new shit 

From the moment you said I was over my head 

I wrote on my hand your name in my Grammy speech 

(You made a monster out of me) 

My label tried to change me, well congratulations 

Now look what you made me, I done turned to a motherfuckin' beast 

(You made a monster out of me) 

And I will go wherever you take me 

But the only place you drive me is crazy, cause baby 

(You made a monster out of me) 

And magazines said I couldn't blow like Lohan 

Now I'm making all my haters Earl, no ToeJam 

Mess with me and I am on your head like Zohan 

Flocka no hands, that is no man, that's a monster 

Real monsters, real monsters 

Real monsters, play it, play it, play it loud 

They say, "Put on for us, make us proud" 

On top so see me now 

If you hate don't make a sound 

Play it, play it, play it, loud 

When they see him with the green shock the world like Blanka 

Whipping through the city in a Phantom of the opera 

Tell every interview and blogger 

(You made a monster out of me) 

So I dressed up in a old tux 

Smoked four blunts then 

I took a horcrux 

Buried myself alive, now look what woke up 

(You made a monster out of me) 

And my ex girl said I wouldn't make it 

Now she ass-naked, revenge so sweet on her knees make her taste it 

(You made a monster out of me) 

But what you ain't make is a dude from the midwest 

Who grind for ten years just to get himself these big checks 

I am overkill, Cloverfield meet T-Rex 

What's that mean X? That just means that 

Mom told me that I need to grow up 

I was in the room trying to blow up 

Could only get an eighth, I'm tryna roll up turn up 

(You made a monster out of me) 

Yeah, she was on her own and could do well with the support and 

Thank God that you didn't get that abortion 

And thank you for them Jays, man them shits was so important 

(You made a monster out of me) 

Homies laughin' and girl done left me 

Just borrow money, now I'm owin' like Jesse 

Same clothes, underarms smell zesty 

(You made a monster out of me) 

But now I got a whole new steez, polo tees 

Matchin' drawers, suck on these 

And yes the honeys all on me from the way I be's 

Lil' Q, Figg Street, bitch now couldn't be 

Can I sit 'em down 

Top Dawg bow wow 

Look what you did to me, look what you started 

Now this middle finger's higher than the planes in Laguardia 

There'll be no apologies, don't beg for my pardon 

Sir, you'll just look retarded, so get the fuck off it 

Listen, they know I done been with beast mode 

Been turned up, ya'll niggas late to the party 

Been caked up, ain't no fake in this balling 

Got accounts overseas that they can't even audit 

So be aware of the angel of death known as debt 

You just living now-a-days to protect head and neck 

That's a billion lost souls that the government collects 

In the belly of the beast and she harvesting a nest 

That's why I never sleep, tell me what the fuck is rest? 

Niggas thought I sold my soul for the money and respect 

But I ain't playing checkers my nigga I'm playing chess 

So checkmate, exit now, stage left motherfucker