Tekst piosenki 'Monster (feat. 50 Cent)' wykonawcy Michael Jackson

You can look at them coming out the walls
You can look at them climbing out the bushes
You can find them when the letter's bout to fall
He be waiting with his camera on focus

Everywhere you seem to turn
There's a monster
When you look up in the air there's a monster
Paparazzi got you scared like a monster

(Too bad)
Oh, oh, Hollywood, it's got you jumping like you should
It's got you bouncing off the wall
It's got you drunk enough to fall
(Too bad)
Oh, oh, Hollywood, just look in the mirror
And tell me you like
Don't you don't you like it

Monster
He's a monster
He's an animal
Monster
He's a monster
He's an animal

He's coming at ya
Coming at ya rather too fast
Mama say mama got you in a zig zag
And you're running
And you're running just to escape it
But they are gunning for the money
So they fake it

Everywhere you seem to turn
There's a monster
When you look up in the air there's a monster
When you see them in the street
That's a monster (monster, monster)

(Too bad)
Oh, oh, Hollywood, it's got you jumping like you should
It's got you bouncing off the wall
It's got you drunk enough to fall
(Too bad)
Oh, oh, Hollywood, just look in the mirror
And tell me you like
And tell me you like what you see

Monster
He's a monster
He's an animal
Monster
He's a monster
He's an animal

Why are they never satisfied with and all you give
(You gave them you're all)
(They're watching you fall)
And they eat your soul like a vegetable

Catch me in a bad mood, flippin' you'll take a whippin'
Animal, Hannibal, cannibal addition
Tears appear, yeah, blurring your vision
Fear in the air, screaming, your blood drippin'
Shiver a second, now, now, now, now what is it
Funeral's, cemeteries, don't worry it's time to visit
Broke bones, tombstones, how do you think I'm kidding
It's home, sweet home, the land of the forbidden
All hell, run tell, the king has risen

2010 Thriller, there's nothing killer, it's killer
Their vision, the missin' the pack, this is that
This the bomb, ring the alarm
Mj number 1, it's goes on and on
It's goes on and on
We get to crippin', its running in the early morn'
Keep on dreaming there's nowhere to run
You can drive but you done
I can feel it in the air, here the monster come

(Too bad)
Oh, oh, Hollywood, it's got you jumping like you should
It's got you bouncing off the wall
It's got you drunk enough to fall
(Too bad)
Oh, oh, Hollywood just making it clearer
And tell me you like
Don't you don't you like it
Monster
He's a monster
He's an animal
Monster
He's a monster
He's an animal