Iconic Flows: Nicki Minaj’s Verse on ‘Monster’

The 2010s gave us some memorable bars, but one Iconic Flow was Nicki Minaj’s verse on ‘Monster.’


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Some context. Kanye West released My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy in 2010. The legendary album featured who’s who in rap music elite. When it came to Monster, Jay-Z and Rick Ross laid down their fire but it was Nicki Minaj’s solidified her place in the conversation as a rapper who could hold her own with icons.

Nicki’s verse was one of those that anyone could rap along to. Some of the gender-specific stuff is what it is, but with Nicki’s flow, some things are meant to be rapped along to—period.

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Minaj’s performance on the track was a masterclass in versatility and flows.

She went from rapid to cadence shifts to lyrical wordplay, showcasing her confidence.

Bars like “Pull up in the monster, automobile gangster / With a bad b*** that came from Sri Lanka”- like c’mon.

She hit listeners with “Yeah, my money’s so tall that my Barbies got to climb it, Hotter than a Middle Eastern climate, violent”

But you gotta rewind for that “I’ll eat your brains / Then I’ma start rocking gold teeth and fangs.”

Nearly 15 years later, damn it’s been that long, Nicki Minaj’s Monster verse remains nothing short of a cultural benchmark. Like, this is why she is arguably the GOAT of female rappers and one of the GOATS when it comes to rap – PERIODT. Yea, we said it.

Anywho here’s the verse below:

Pull up in the monster, automobile gangsta
With a bad bitch that came from Sri Lanka
Yeah, I’m in that Tonka, color of Willy Wonka
You could be the king, but watch the queen conquer
OK, first things first, I’ll eat your brains
Then I’ma start rocking gold teeth and fangs
‘Cause that’s what a motherfuckin’ monster do
Hair dresser from Milan, that’s the monster ‘do
Monster Giuseppe heel, that’s the monster shoe
Young Money is the roster and a monster crew
And I’m all up, all up, all up in the bank with the funny face
And if I’m fake, I ain’t notice ’cause my money ain’t
So let me get this straight, wait, I’m the rookie?
But my features and my shows ten times your pay?
50K for a verse, no album out
Yeah, my money’s so tall that my Barbies got to climb it
Hotter than a Middle Eastern climate, violent
Tony Matterhorn, dutty wine it, wine it
Nicki on them titties when I sign it
That’s how these niggas so one-track-minded
But really, really I don’t give an F-U-C-K
“Forget Barbie, fuck Nicki, sh-she’s fake”
“She on a diet,” but my pockets eatin’ cheesecake
And I’ll say, bride of Chucky, it’s child’s play
Just killed another career, it’s a mild day
Besides, Ye, they can’t stand besides me
I think me, you, and Am’ should ménage Friday
Pink wig, thick ass, give ’em whiplash
I think big, get cash, make ’em blink fast
Now look at what you just saw, this is what you live for
Ah, I’m a motherfuckin’ monster