EMINEM FT RIHANNA - MONSTER LYRICS

[Hook: Rihanna]
I’m friends with the monster
that’s under my bed
Get along with the voices
inside of my head
You trying to save me, stop
holding your breath
And you think I’m crazy,
yeah, you think I’m crazy
[Verse 1: Eminem]
I wanted the fame, but not
the cover of Newsweek
Oh well, guess beggers can’t
be choosey
Wanted to receive attention
for my music
Wanted to be left alone,
public excuse me
Been wanting my cake, I
need it too, wanting it both
ways
Fame may be a balloon cause
my ego inflated
When I blew seep it was
confusing
Cause all I wanted to do is be
the Bruce Lee of loose leaf
Abused ink, used it as a tool
when I blew steam
Hit the lottery, oh wee
With what I gave up to get
was bittersweet
It was like winning a huge
meet
Ironic cause I think I’m
getting so huge I need a
shrink
I’m beginning to lose sleep:
one sheep, two sheep
Going cucko and cuckier as
Kool Keith
But I’m actually weirder than
you think
Cause I’m
[Hook]
I’m friends with a monster
that’s under my bed
Get a long with the voices
inside of my head
You trying to save me, stop
holding your breath
And you think I’m crazy,
yeah, you think I’m crazy
Well, that’s not fair
Well, that’s not fair
[Verse 2: Eminem]
Now I ain’t much of a poet
But I know somebody once
told me to seize the moment
And don’t squander it
Cause you never know when
it could all be over
[?] so I keep conjuring
Sometimes I wonder where
these thoughts spawn from
(Yeah, ponder it
Do you wonder there’s no
wonder you’re losing your
mind the way you’re brought
up?)
I think you’ve been
wandering off down yonder
and stumbled upon Jeff [?]
Cause I needed an
intervention in this to
intervene between me and
this monster
And save me from myself
and all this conflict
Cause the very things that I
love is killing me and I can’t
conquer it
My OCD is [?] me in the head
Keep knocking, nobody’s
home, I’m sleepwalking
I’m just relaying what the
voice of my head saying
Don’t shoot the messenger,
I’m just friends with the
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Eminem]
Call me crazy, but I had this
vision
One day that I’d walk
amongst you regular civilians
But until then drums get
killed I’m coming straight at
Emcees, blood get spilled and
I
Take it back to the days that I
get on a Dre track
Give every kid who got
played gat
Pumped the villian and shit
that say back
To the kids who played ‘em
I ain’t here to save the
fucking children
But if one kid out of a
hundred million
Who are going through a
struggle feels and relates
that’s great
It’s payback, [?] falling way
back
In the draft, turn nothing
into something, still can
make that
Straw in the gold chump I
will spend
Rumpelstiltskin in a hay stack
Maybe I need a straightjacket,
face facts
I am nuts for real, but I’m
okay with that
It’s nothing, I’m still friends
with a
[Hook]

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