[Intro]
I•Z•M

[Verse 1]
Howdy, y'all! I'm glad you called, I came to rip this like the seams of my draws
I'm different at remixes, wicked with genius-ness, spit so much heat, you'll get lost in the sauce
I listened to this Em album, and I did a few reactions
But, I saw a couple cowards saying that I didn't know a thing about rapping
So, now, I'ma fry that chicken with the high hats hitting, if you're thinking you can end me, I'll deny that vision
If you try that dissing, I'll reply back spitting, murder you, like a commander of an Iran mission
Why try to fight with the guy that'll fight for his life with a mic, guy, you might go missing
I'ma come and kill you whining babies, like your lady, when I come, there won't be no kidding

[Chorus]
Monster
You get in my way, I'ma feed you to the monster
I'm normal during the day, but at night, turn to a monster
When the moon shines like Ice Road Truckers
I look like a villain outta those blockbusters
Godzilla, fire spitter, monster
Blood on the dance floor, and Louis V carpet
Fire, Godzilla, fire, monster
Blood on the dance floor, and Louis V carpet

[Verse 2]
Raise your hand, if you're a stan talking crap to me
I've been a fan of Eminem since 2 double-O 3
But, I been told that I gotta tip-toe when I review these tracks
And if I don't like something, keep it to myself, just praise Em, he's the best
I agree, he's the best with the pen and the schemes
But, sometimes, when he rhymes, I don't like what I see
Hell, even Em don't like half of the stuff he wrote
But you wouldn't know, most of these Stans were born a decade ago, but you know-
[Chorus]
Monster
You get in my way, I'ma feed you to the monster
I'm normal during the day, but at night, turn to a monster
When the moon shines like Ice Road Truckers
I look like a villain outta those blockbusters
Godzilla, fire spitter, monster
Blood on the dance floor, and Louis V carpet
Fire, Godzilla, fire, monster
Blood on the dance floor, and Louis V carpet

[Verse 3]
Lately, I been mad as hell, writing my tracks at the gym
Seems like every thing that I do is criticized to no end
So, I just go to the bench every time a hater makes a threat
It gives me a natural high, I call that a perk a set
'Cause I'm just waiting for something to pop off, dig another grave to get my rocks off
You ain't nothing but a fake, an awful knock-off, I can promise that you can't just log off
When I'm in yo' face with a pillow case, and it's wrapped around you like a relay race
There'll be no way you'll see the gates where Peter stays, so, reap your fate, the fees you'll pay, eternity in pain
I bring the noise to the boys who avoid me, of course, it's important to sort all the men from the whores
So, I'm screaming, "More men", like the Latter Day Saints, and I'm splitting more heads than a rapid AK
Bang-bang, you're dead, I'm the rabbit named James
And you're Clarence with no parents rapping on the main stage
All you do is chase fame, all I do is make waves, all you do is stay lame, all I do is break chains of the rap game
No way you will pass me, you're the cheaper version of me, like you was a matinee
Can't nobody remix this like Crypt, 'cause I got the drive, someone has yours, like a valet
Punchlines for days, not talking prom, talking your face
'Cause when we meet, my knuckles'll buckle you, drop you to the ground that's paved
I'm kinda hungry, it's time for me to feast
Eat all of these rappers, now, they're in the belly of the beast
And I'm the Brazen Bull, hella full, ready to let it go
Put that fire under my ass and all of y'all go up in smoke
[Bridge]
Yeah, I'm feeling like a monster
Eminem, he done turned me to a monster
Hol' up, got me feeling like a monster
Oh, Lord, feel the wrath of the monster

[Verse 4]
Fill 'em with the venom and eliminate 'em, other words, I Minute Maid 'em
I don't want to hurt 'em, but I did 'em in a fit of rage, I'm murderin' again, nobody will evade him
Finna kill 'em and dump all the fuckin' bodies in the lake, obliterating everything, incinerate and renegade 'em
And I make anybody who want it with the pen afraid, but don't nobody want it, but they're gonna get it anyway
'Cause I'm beginnin' to feel like I'm mentally ill, I'm Attila, kill or be killed, I'm a killer bee, the vanilla gorilla
You're bringin' the killer within me out of me, you don't want to be the enemy of the demon who went in me
And be on the receiving end of me, what stupidity it'd be, every bit of me's the epitome of a spitter
When I'm in the vicinity, motherfucker, you better duck, or you finna be dead the minute you run into me
A hundred percent of you is a fifth of a percent of me, I'm 'bout to fuckin' finish you, bitch, I'm unfadable
You wanna battle, I'm available, I'm blowin' up like an inflatable
I'm undebatable, I'm unavoidable, I'm unevadable
I'm on the toilet bowl, I got a trailer full of money and I'm paid in full
Man, stop, mission abort, read the report
I got more bodies on my record than the New York morgue, ooh!

[Outro]
Look what I'm planning
Haha!