[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
N***a I don't sleep
Bury muthafuckas in the concrete
You try creep kinda slow in a Astro
But I peep you n***as 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 n***a was a seed
Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin'
Ridin' on these n***as ‘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 n***a
Up before the sun rise, quicker than the drug dealers
Tell me if it's on, n***a, then we first to bomb
Bust on these bitch-made n***as, hit 'em up, WESTSIDE!
Ain't nobody loved me as a broke n***a
Finger on the trigger, Lord forgive me if I smoke n***as
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 n***as wondered why
I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try
Did I cry? Hell nah, n***a, tears shed
For all my homies in the pen', many peers dead; n***a, 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 n***as know that if you fuck with big-and-heavy
I get up in that ass like a wedgie
Says who? Says me, the lyrical
N***as sayin', "Biggie off the street, it's a miracle!"
Left the drugs alone, took the thugs along with me
Just for n***as 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 n***as 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)