The Monster
The Monster (Feat. Rihanna) - Eminem Lyrics
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Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're tryin' to save me, stop holding your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy (crazy)
I wanted the fame but not the cover of Newsweek
Oh well, guess beggars can't be choosey
Wanted to receive attention for my music
For wantin' my cake, and eat it too, and wantin' it both ways
Fame made me a balloon 'cause my ego inflated
When I blew, see, but it was confusing
'Cause all I wanted to do's be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf
Abused ink, used it as a tool when I blew steam (ooh)
Hit the lottery, ooh-wee
But with what I gave up to get, it was bittersweet
It was like winnin' a used mink
Ironic 'cause I think I'm gettin' so huge I need a shrink
I'm beginnin' to lose sleep, one sheep, two sheep
Going coo-coo and kooky as Kool Keith
But I'm actually weirder than you think, 'cause I'm
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're tryin' to save me, stop holdin' your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy
Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
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 all could be over tomorrow
So I keep conjurin'
Sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn from
Yeah, ponderin'll do you wonders
No wonder you're losing your mind, the way it wanders
Yodel-odel-ay-hee-hoo
I think it went wanderin' off down yonder
And stumbled onto Jeff VanVonderen
'Cause I need an interventionist
To intervene between me and this monster
And save me from myself and all this conflict
'Cause the very thing that I love's killing me
And I can't conquer it
My OCD is conkin' me in the head, keep knockin'
Nobody's home, I'm sleepwalkin'
I'm just relayin' what the voice in my head's sayin'
Don't shoot the messenger, I'm just friends with the
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're tryin' to save me, stop holdin' your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy
Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Call me crazy, but I have this vision
One day that I'll walk amongst you a regular civilian
But until then, drums get killed and
I'm comin' straight at MC's, blood gets spilled and
I'll take it back to the days that I'd get on a Dre track
Give every kid who got played that pumped-up feelin'
And shit to say back to the kids who played him
I ain't here to save the fuckin' children
But if one kid out of a hundred million
Who are going through a struggle feels it and relates, that's great
It's payback, Russell Wilson
Falling way back in the draft
Turn nothin' into somethin', still can
Make that, straw into gold, chump, I will spin
Rumpelstiltskin in a haystack
Maybe I need a straight jacket, face facts
I am nuts for real, but I'm okay with that
It's nothin', I'm still friends with the
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're tryin' to save me, stop holdin' your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're tryin' to save me, stop holdin' your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy
Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
The Monster is a song by famous rapper Eminem featuring fellow pop singer Rihanna. The track expresses the burden of fame and how it affects the rapper’s life. The “monster” in the lyrics is a metaphor for his monster ego and is said to have caused his downfall to drugs and alcohol. Eminem seeks to convey the idea that he has become numb to his own fame, and views it as a double-edged sword. He loves the attention and admiration, but, at the same time, it feeds his ego and makes him lose control of who he is, leading to his struggles with drugs and mental illness.
The song explores the idea of Eminem’s conflicting self, drawing a distinction between the real him and the persona he has created for himself. He acknowledges that he is not perfect, but, despite his many weaknesses, he has learned to live with his flaws and move on. The voices in his head represent the pressure he is under to stay relevant, leading to his struggle with drugs and alcohol. He admits to needing help to overcome his inner demons and to regain control of his life. Overall, the song highlights the struggles of a celebrity and offers a glimpse of what the high price of fame can do to someone.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
I have accepted the inner demons that constantly haunt me and reside within me
Get along with the voices inside of my head
I have befriended and learned to live with the conflicting thoughts and ideas in my mind
You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath
Don't waste your efforts trying to change me, as I am content with my inner turmoil
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy
I am fully aware that my actions and thoughts may seem irrational and insane to others
I wanted the fame but not the cover of Newsweek
I desired recognition and success, but was not prepared for the scrutiny and negative attention that came with it
Oh well, guess beggars can't be choosey
I had to accept whatever opportunities were presented to me, even if they weren't ideal
Wanted to receive attention for my music
My desire for fame stemmed from a desire to share my music with the world and have it resonate with others
Wanted to be left alone in public, excuse me
I craved privacy despite being in the public eye constantly, and felt entitled to it
For wantin' my cake, and eat it too, and wantin' it both ways
I had unrealistic expectations and wanted all the benefits of success without any of the drawbacks or responsibilities
Fame made me a balloon ‘cause my ego inflated
Success and attention fueled my ego and made me feel larger than life, but also made it fragile and prone to popping
When I blew, see, but it was confusing
When I finally achieved success, it was overwhelming and bewildering
‘Cause all I wanted to do's be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf
I aspired to be a master of the art of rapping without constraints or limitations
Abused ink, used it as a tool when I blew steam
I channeled my anger and frustration into my writing and used it as an outlet
Ooh! Hit the lottery, ooh-wee!
I was lucky enough to achieve success beyond my wildest dreams
But with what I gave up to get it was bittersweet
Although I achieved success, I had to sacrifice personal relationships and parts of myself to get there
It was like winnin' a used mink
Success wasn't all it was cracked up to be, and was like receiving a trophy that had already been won and discarded
Ironic ‘cause I think I'm gettin' so huge I need a shrink
Despite achieving success, I still felt small and insignificant, and needed therapy to deal with my inner demons
I'm beginnin' to lose sleep: one sheep, two sheep
My inner struggles were starting to affect my mental health and sleeping patterns
Going coo-coo and kooky as Kool Keith
I was becoming more and more unhinged, like the eccentric rapper Kool Keith
But I'm actually weirder than you think, ‘cause I'm
Despite appearing strange to others, my true weirdness and inner turmoil went even deeper
Well, that's nothin' (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Compared to the inner struggles I face, the concerns and worries of others are insignificant
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Now, I ain't much of a poet
I am not skilled at writing poetry or expressing myself through flowery language
But I know somebody once told me to seize the moment
Despite my shortcomings, I am aware of the importance of seizing opportunities as they arise
And don't squander it
I understand that I should make the most of the chances I get, and not waste them
‘Cause you never know when it all could be over tomorrow
I am conscious of the fleeting nature of success and how it can vanish in an instant
So I keep conjurin'
I continue to create music and write as a means of coping with my inner struggles
Sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn from
I am unsure of the origin of my inner conflicts and where they come from
Yeah, ponderin' will do you wonders
Reflecting and contemplating can be beneficial for personal growth and understanding
No wonder you're losing your mind, the way it wanders
It's no surprise that my mind is chaotic and unfocused, given how often it wanders and ruminates
Yodel-odel-ay-hee-hoo!
An exclamation of frustration or exasperation
I think it went wanderin' off down yonder
My mind has likely wandered off even further and deeper, beyond my reach or control
And stumbled onto Jeff VanVonderen
A reference to the TV interventionist who helps people overcome addictions and inner demons
‘Cause I need an interventionist
I require outside help and guidance to overcome my inner struggles and demons
To intervene between me and this monster
I need someone to step in and help me battle the metaphorical 'monster' within myself
And save me from myself and all this conflict
I need to be rescued from the self-destructive patterns and inner conflicts that are plaguing me
‘Cause the very thing that I love's killing me
Despite my love for music and success, it is taking a toll on my mental and emotional well-being
And I can't conquer it
I am struggling to overcome my inner conflicts and demons on my own
My OCD is conkin' me in the head, keep knockin'
My obsessive-compulsive tendencies are causing me distress and turmoil, and won't let up
Nobody's home, I'm sleepwalkin'
I feel alone and disconnected from myself and others, like I am just going through the motions
I'm just relayin' what the voice in my head's sayin'
I am merely expressing the thoughts and ideas that are constantly bouncing around in my mind
Don't shoot the messenger, I'm just friends with the
Don't blame me for my inner demons and struggles, as I have no control over them
Call me crazy, but I have this vision
I may seem irrational or mad, but I have a clear picture of what I want to achieve
One day that I'll walk amongst you a regular civilian
I aspire to return to a simpler, more ordinary life that is not dominated by my inner demons and fame
But until then, drums get killed and
Until I reach my goal, I will continue to write and produce music that resonates with others and express my inner turmoil
I'm comin' straight at MC's, blood gets spilled and
I am determined to dominate the rap game and leave my mark, even if it means clashing with other artists and making enemies
I'll take it back to the days that I'd get on a Dre track
I will revisit the early days of my career when Dr. Dre produced my music and helped me achieve success
Give every kid who got played that pumped-up feelin'
I aim to inspire and empower those who have felt downtrodden or marginalized through my music
And shit to say back to the kids who played him
My music will give a voice to those who have been silenced or ignored, providing them with rallying cries and mantras
I ain't here to save the fuckin' children
I am not a savior or messiah, but rather an artist who hopes to uplift and inspire through my music
But if one kid out of a hundred million
If only a single person is positively impacted by my music or message, then it is all worth it
Who are going through a struggle feels it
If my music can provide solace or comfort to those who are struggling, then I have fulfilled my purpose
And relates, that's great, it's payback, Russell Wilson
If my music resonates with someone and helps them, then it is a type of reward or monetary compensation, similar to NFL player Russell Wilson's contract
Falling way back in the draft
An allusion to Russell Wilson's low draft pick, meaning that success can come from overlooked or unexpected sources
Turn nothin' into somethin', still can
Even if you start from nothing, you can still achieve greatness and success
Make that, straw into gold chump, I will spin
I will craft something valuable and meaningful out of seemingly worthless or mundane material
Rumpelstiltskin in a haystack
A reference to the fairy tale where Rumpelstiltskin spun straw into gold, indicating that I have the ability to transform something ordinary into something extraordinary
Maybe I need a straight jacket, face facts
I may be in need of mental health treatment or institutionalization, and must come to terms with my inner demons to move forward
I am nuts for real, but I'm okay with that
I acknowledge that I am dealing with serious mental health issues, but have learned to accept and live with them
It's nothin', I'm still friends with the
Despite my inner turmoil and struggles, I am still able to befriend and accept my inner demons as a part of myself
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING, Songtrust Ave, WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC
Written by: Aaron Kleinstub, Jonathan Bellion, Robyn Fenty, Bleta Rexha, Marshall Mathers, Bryan Fryzel, Maki Athanasiou
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@iancu9602
Lyrics for this masterpice:
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're tryin' to save me, stop holding your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy (crazy)
I wanted the fame but not the cover of Newsweek
Oh well, guess beggars can't be choosey
Wanted to receive attention for my music
Wanted to be left alone in public, excuse me
For wantin' my cake, and eat it too, and wantin' it both ways
Fame made me a balloon 'cause my ego inflated
When I blew, see, but it was confusing
'Cause all I wanted to do's be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf
Abused ink, used it as a tool when I blew steam (ooh)
Hit the lottery, ooh-wee
But with what I gave up to get, it was bittersweet
It was like winnin' a used mink
Ironic 'cause I think I'm gettin' so huge I need a shrink
I'm beginnin' to lose sleep, one sheep, two sheep
Going coo-coo and kooky as Kool Keith
But I'm actually weirder than you think, 'cause I'm
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're tryin' to save me, stop holdin' your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy
Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
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 all could be over tomorrow
So I keep conjurin'
Sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn from
Yeah, ponderin'll do you wonders
No wonder you're losing your mind, the way it wanders
Yodel-odel-ay-hee-hoo
I think it went wanderin' off down yonder
And stumbled onto Jeff VanVonderen
'Cause I need an interventionist
To intervene between me and this monster
And save me from myself and all this conflict
'Cause the very thing that I love's killing me
And I can't conquer it
My OCD is conkin' me in the head, keep knockin'
Nobody's home, I'm sleepwalkin'
I'm just relayin' what the voice in my head's sayin'
Don't shoot the messenger, I'm just friends with the
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're tryin' to save me, stop holdin' your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy
Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Call me crazy, but I have this vision
One day that I'll walk amongst you a regular civilian
But until then, drums get killed and
I'm comin' straight at MC's, blood gets spilled and
I'll take it back to the days that I'd get on a Dre track
Give every kid who got played that pumped-up feelin'
And shit to say back to the kids who played him
I ain't here to save the fuckin' children
But if one kid out of a hundred million
Who are going through a struggle feels it and relates, that's great
It's payback, Russell Wilson
Falling way back in the draft
Turn nothin' into somethin', still can
Make that, straw into gold, chump, I will spin
Rumpelstiltskin in a haystack
Maybe I need a straight jacket, face facts
I am nuts for real, but I'm okay with that
It's nothin', I'm still friends with the
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're tryin' to save me, stop holdin' your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're tryin' to save me, stop holdin' your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy
Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Shoutout to google for giving me this lyrics
@kgatorlw
All the song references (Music Video):
0:00 Mockingbird
0:12 Without Me
0:14 My Name Is
0:15 The Way I Am
0:22 The Way I Am
0:25 Lose Yourself
0:27 My Name Is
0:35 The Way I Am
0:36 Stan
0:40 Stan feat. Elton John (Live), My Band
0:42 The Way I Am
0:46 3AM
1:25 The Way I Am
1:34 My Name Is
2:27 Lose Yourself
2:50 The Way I Am
3:04 Lose Yourself
3:31 Lose Yourself
3:32 The Way I Am
3:41 Stan feat. Elton John (Live)
3:57 Lose Yourself
3:58 Stan feat. Elton John (Live)
4:06 Lose Yourself
4:11 My Name Is
4:42 The paper Slim Shady threw is most likely the piece of paper from 8 Mile where he wrote his lyrics
Tell me if i missed something!
@odyss3493
crazy to think that we call these songs old now
@fefejunejo1215
Lil Sizzurp ikr
@jayveecorpuz3333
Ctto
@kiritoakemininja5100
2013
@BMgreekyoutuber
It is like yesterday that this thing came out
@societalrevival1218
Lil Sizzurp damn dude
@Merakalis204
2019 or 2020 we need another Eminem and Rihanna collab.
@charlesgodson2587
Yes bro
@henrythemaster2268
Francis Campbell yes
@shishfox_1738
Yes Bra