Monsters

[Chorus: Meg Frampton] Monster, how should I feel? Creatures lie here, looking through the windows (DJ Eazy) Monster, how should I feel? Creatures lie here, looking through the windows [Verse 1: Eazy-E] One, two ,three , and to the four Eazy muthafuckin' E With the chrome to your dome Cruisin' in my '64 rag top I got a lot of juice A lot of fuckin' block Now when I hit that switch I'm bouncin' More bounce to the ounce And I'm clownin' Keep the gat in my lap Cuz I'm fully strapped For the car jackers Fuck no hapsters I pack a Tech-9 Plus a AK-47 Send a one way ticket to my hell Or maybe heaven, peep Nigga I don't sleep Bury muthafuckas in the concrete You try creep kinda slow in a Astro But I peep you niggas out in my left window So I blast and I blast til I blast no mo Yo, they call a muthafucka John Doe [Chorus: Meg Frampton] Monster, how should I feel? Creatures lie here, looking through the windows Monster, how should I feel? Creatures lie here, looking through the windows [Verse 2: 2Pac] Now, ever since a nigga was a seed Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin' Ridin' on these niggas ‘cause they lame In a 6-1 Chevy, still heavy in this game—can you feel me? Blame it on my mama, I'm a thug nigga Up before the sun rise, quicker than the drug dealers Tell me if it's on, nigga, then we first to bomb Bust on these bitch-made niggas, hit 'em up, WESTSIDE! Ain't nobody loved me as a broke nigga Finger on the trigger, Lord forgive me if I smoke niggas I love my females strapped, then fuck her from the back I get my currency in stacks, California is where I'm at Ridin', passed by while these niggas wondered why I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try Did I cry? Hell nah, nigga, tears shed For all my homies in the pen', many peers dead; nigga, still ballin' [Chorus: Meg Frampton] Monster, how should I feel? Creatures lie here, looking through the windows Monster, how should I feel? Creatures lie here, looking through the windows [Verse 3: The Notorious B.I.G.] So you wanna be hardcore? With your hat to the back Talkin' about the gats in ya raps But I can't feel that hardcore appeal that you're screamin' Maybe I'm dreamin' This ain't Christopher Williams Still some MC's gotta feel one, caps I gotta peel some To let niggas know that if you fuck with big-and-heavy I get up in that ass like a wedgie Says who? Says me, the lyrical Niggas sayin', "Biggie off the street, it's a miracle!" Left the drugs alone, took the thugs along with me Just for niggas actin' shifty Sticks and stones break bones, but the gat'll kill ya quicker Especially when I'm drunk off the liquor Smokin' funk by the boxes, packin' Glocks-es It's natural to eat you niggas like chocolates The funk, baby [Chorus: Meg Frampton] Monster, how should I feel? Creatures lie here, looking through the windows Monster, how should I feel? Creatures lie here, looking through the windows (DJ Eazy)