[Intro]
This is Larry, 3,2,1
Go

[Verse 1]
Hi there, guess who's making the number one debut, I'm Larry from the hood
I only care about rhymes, not her good
I put rap before my wife cause it is my life
Unfortunately Liars stabbed me in the back with nine knives
Mics are set alight whenever I'm nearby, I've
Got a bro called Ken Heaver who commits crimes
I ow ya'll so I'll make the pen cleaver like Gromit lines
A fire burned my CD's then leaver, I never recovered from it, shine
That's what I'm told every time I step in the booth (many times)
I'm T E M P T I N G and I have P I G M E N T in my skin so the world is mine
Each verses leach to me like girls, I only spit the straight truth cause I live fine

[Chorus]
Monster
You get in my way? I'ma feed you to the monster (Yeah)
I'm normal during the day, but at night turn to a monster (Yeah)
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 on the Louis V carpet
Fire, Godzilla, fire, monster
Blood on the dance floor, and on the Louis V carpet

[Verse 2]
Rappers try and take my honey cause they're just wannabe's
Cum in the dark is what I'm gonna see, I'm just spitting honestly
I spit on a she like a cloud if the bitch honor's me
I'm number one like Infinite, I go on for me
I wish I could say I lived on the streets
I'm still recovering from the sins I commit
I'm ill but not slick so I'll bin my shit
I could burst into tears like I'm in my zit
I curse to my bitch and then spear her with nine dicks
I'm here to be the quickest rapper in history
I know I'm a knew be cause I missed the she
It's causing me all this misery

[Chorus]
Monster
You get in my way? I'ma feed you to the monster (Yeah)
I'm normal during the day, but at night turn to a monster (Yeah)
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 on the Louis V carpet
Fire, Godzilla, fire, monster
Blood on the dance floor, and on the Louis V carpet

[Verse 3]
I promise you, no one's iller in the booth
It's a shame I'm a killer with a sinners truth
Murdering the game so I guess I'll celebrate with dinner soup
I grew up in a lame house, it had a thinner roof
You haven't been shamed like I've had to
Rappers came, tried to battle me but I'm more aggressive than a mad you
I'm back and I want the fame, I went from cringing and that's sad, true
It's no lie, I'm gaining my skills cause I've got the knack like what lads do
You ain't Jack, not even a clown so stay in your lane, move to Maine
That's the only place you will be safe from me, so lay low with my four aims
Mate, this is my forte because I'm more rank than a whore skank in shawshank
I'm ripped, spit these sic bars, bitch I could do this all day
I'm a sowing kit, shit I say has a point, so pass the crown
I want more thanks, I think the laws wanks so sit your dank ass down
This is Larry, the career ender will be your last sound
Bet you a buck I would kill a deer and steal it's ear just for the giggles
But that's just a metaphor for these little rappers
Tryna' grab ya with their riddles
I'm not tryin' to be a gangster so I won't hold steal like a ladder
I'm cold because I matter like the three states
I'm madder, I've never sold pills so leave mate
I've got nostalgia so I've got old chills, I'm sweeter than peace cakes
I'll allow ya to try and beef with me but the meats fake
I've seen hate but I just want a clean slate
I've been Nate before the rap
Just wait until I order crack
I'm great, don't go against me cause there's more to lack
I don't care for cigarette's like a quarter fag
Watch how high my figure get's as I go rich form poor to whack
Time for a totally different rhyme scheme
I'm like whitey in the 90's
The almighty, I just wanna jump around like a hype beast
I'm slightly cocky so I want you to fight me
Try to mock me, I'll throw you through a jail cell cause that's how crime be
I'm icy like a game of hockey so go puck off behind me
Give me all things you got and you could beat me, that was a sike, see
I should claim to be the number one rapper because I might be
Just give me hate but I'm nummer than a retards head
I'm so talented I keep rappers up all night like Vampires in a hard bed
I won't sell out, I can't be brought like the charts said
When you battle me you'll certainly take an L, I'll make you part dead
I'm writing so much I'm half lead, you're a waste of time like R Ed
In other words you're going to hell cause that paths red too
Never say my name in vein, I'm murdering the game like Marsh did
You don't need Postman Pat to tell ya I'm the best male
From the East to West coast, don't mean to boast but I'm clearly the Goat
You do lean the most, making you overdose, I'll make you ghosts
And turn you into coats, quote me saying I'm going against their jeans to smoke
I'm ending everything so you'll need a life coach after I slit your throat
I make everyone choke, you'll need sunscreen against me, I'm so hot I cause sunstroke
Betting against the odds like a game of poker