Monster- Kanye West and Jay-Z ft. Rick Ross, Nicki Minaj, and Bon Iver [lyrics] Chords

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[Em] _ _ _ I shoot the [N] lights out, _ I _ till it's bright out
_ Oh, just another lonely _ night
Are you willing to sacrifice your [E] life?
FIRE!
_ Bitch, I'm a monster, no good blood [Bb] sucker
Fat motherfucker, now look who's in trouble
As you [E] run through my jungles, all you hear is rumble
Kanye West, South, cheers 147
Gossip, gossip, nigga just stop it
[Bm] Everybody know I'm a motherfucking monster
I'ma need to see your fucking hands at the concert
[F] I'ma need to see your fucking [Em] hands at the concert
Clap it, clap it, nigga I got it
Everybody know I'm a [Ab] motherfucking [Em] monster
I'ma need to see your fucking hands at the concert
I'ma need to see your [G] fucking hands
Uh, the best living Lord did his damn, huh?
Let's talk more [D] here right now, [Em] huh?
And my eyes more red than the devil is
And I'm bout to take it to [D] another [Em] level, bitch
Man, who you going get?
Ain't nobody cold as this
Do the rap and the [Bm] track, triple-double-no [Em] and shit
And my only focus is staying on some bogan shit
Arguing with my older bitch, [D] acting like I owe [Em] his shit
I heard the same rap to get a track change
Marketing [Bm] that always give me [Em] back pain
Fucking up my money so, yeah, I had to act sane
Shy nigga, all these hoes love my accent
Shit came after me and said, this the number two, dad
If you wanna make your number one, you're number two, now
They say goose in Malibu, I call it Malibu, yeah
Goddamn, EG, I would [D] hit him with a [Em] new shot
Yo, that motherfucker, well, what you gonna do now?
Whatever I wanna [Bm] do, gosh, it's [Em] cool now
Nothing gonna do, ah, it's the new now
Nigga, you motherfucker really, [D] really need to cool [Em] out
Cause you'll never get on top of this
So, mommy, best advice is [Bm] just to get on [Em] top of this
Have you ever had sex with a pharaoh?
Put the [D] pussy in a [Em] sarcophagus
Now she claiming that I bruised her esophagus
Headed to class and [Bm] she just wanna swallow [Em] shit
I'm living in the future till the present is my past
My presence is a present, kiss my ass
Gossip, gossip, [G] nigga, just stop it
Everybody know I'm a motherfucking [Em] monster
I'ma need to see your fucking hands at the concert
I'ma need to see your fucking hands at the concert
Prop it, prop it, nigga, I got it
Everybody know I'm a [Bm] motherfucking [Em] monster
I'ma need to see your fucking hands at the concert
I'ma need to see your fucking hands
_ _ Sasquatch, Godzilla, King Kong, Loch Ness
Goblin, ghoul, a zombie with no conscience
Question, what do these things all have in common?
Everybody knows I'm a motherfucking monster
Conquer, sanction, stop your silly nonsense
Nonsense, none of you [D] niggas know where the [Em] trunk is
None of you niggas have seen the carnage that I've seen
I still get in, scream, and retreat
Murder, murder, and black convertibles
I kill a block, I murder [Bm] the [Em] avenues
Breaking pillars of village, women and children
Everybody [N] wanna know what my Achilles heel is
Love, I don't get enough of it
All I get is these vampires and bloodsuckers
All I see is these niggas I made [Em] millionaires
Milling about, spilling their feelings in the air
All I see is these fake fucks with no veins
Trying to draw blood from [D] my ice cold [Em] veins
_ _ Smell of Mexico seems to be the only way to back you back _
Gossip, gossip, nigga, just stop it
Everybody knows I'm a motherfucking monster
I'ma need to see your fucking hands at the concert
I'ma need to see your fucking [Bm] hands at the [Em] concert
Crop it, crop it, nigga, I got it
Everybody knows I'm a motherfucking monster
I'ma need to see your fucking hands at the concert
I'ma need to see your fucking hands
Pull up in a monster [Gm] automobile gangster
With a bad bitch that came from Sri Lanka
[E] Yeah, I'm in a tanka, color a Willy Wonka
You could be the king, but watch the queen [Bb] conquer
First things [E] first, I'll eat your brain
Then [G] I'ma start rocking gold teeth and fame
Cause that's what a motherfucking monster do
Hairdresser from Milan, that's [E] the monster do
[B] Monster [G] Giuseppe Hill, that's the monster show
Young money is the roster and I'm monster crew
[Eb] And I'm pull up, pull up, pull up in the bank with a funny face
And if I'm fake, I ain't know that's cause my [Em] money ain't
Let me get this straight, wait, I'm the rookie?
But my features in my show is ten [Bm] times your pay?
[Em] 50k for a verse, no album out
Yeah, my money so tall that my [D] barbies gotta [Em] climb it
[Gb] Harder than the Middle East and [G] climb it, find it
Tony [Db] Matarangati, whine it, whine it
Nicki [Gm] on the page when I sign it
All these niggas sell one track, mind [Bb] it
But really, really, I don't give a F-U-C-K
But get fired and fuck Nicki, she's cheap
She on a diet, but [Em] her pockets ain't in cheesecake
And I'll say, boy, the Chuck E.
and Chucks play
Just killed another career, it's a mild day
Besides [F] Ye, they can't stand besides me
I think me, you, and you should menage friday
[Ab] Pink wig, thick ass, give them whiplash
[N] I think big, get cash, make them blink sad
Now look at what you just saw, this is what you live for
_ [Em] I'm a motherfucking monster _
_ _ _ _ _ I'm a _ motherfucking monster _ _
I'm a _ [E] _ motherfucking monster _ _
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _
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I, I, cross the line
I, _ _ I, let the decides decide
_ [E] I, I, would it [G] last these shows _ _
I, I, am heading [E] home _
_ I, _ I, _ [Am] cross the line
[B] _ _ [C] I, [Em] I, let God decide
I, [G] _ _
[C] _ _ [E] I, would it [Am] last these [Em] shows
_ [C] _ I, [Em] I, am [Am] heading home
[Em] _ _ I, _ I, cross [Bm] the line _ _ _
[C] I, [Em] I, let God decide
_ [G] I, [C] _ _ [Em] I, would it [Am] last these shows
[Em] _ _ [C] _ I, [Em] I, am [Am] heading home
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _