Rob Bailey & The Hustle Standard - Beast (Southpaw Remix) lyrics

rate me

(Intro)

When the sun rises

I wake up and chase my dreams

I won't regret when the sun sets

Cause I live my life like I'm a beast

I'm a mutherfuckin' beast

(Verse: Busta Rhymes)

Ayo back to make ya run around the game like it's a fire

I spit acid bitch like I got cyanide in my saliva

Watch me wet and heat shit up like I'm a washer and a dryer

While I beat ya in yo head until ya tire

(I'm a mutherfuckin' beast)

See the way we got all my niggas is open

I'm doin' it again, shimmering, it won't stay

Got a nigga wylin' like he in a bullpen

Look at me wishin' holiday home pin

But I will diminish and I stop and I won't finish

But I drop and always kill a nigga hotter than a skillet

Think you're fuckin' with a god? Ya got to be jokin'

Every single time ya niggas see me, step inside the door

Killin' everythin' with a thousand gorillas, behind me so

I suggest ya bow to let yo chick eat my salami slow

Cry like a ten year old, dazzled, niggas in the hood with that tsunami flow

Get back homie befo' ya get snapped

Even got a bitch strapped in the club with a snub nose

While I make them black with a bang and then a crack

Niggas in the head I'm back, everybody 'til the club close

Haters I see ya sittin' ova there

That's why ya see me blackin' everywhere

(Hook)

I'ma muthafucking beast

I'ma, I'ma fuckin' beast

I'ma muthafucking beast

I'ma muthafucking beast

Fucking I'm the fucking beast

I'ma muthafucking beast (ya don't want problems)

I'ma muthafucking beast (ya don't want problems with me)

I'ma muthafucking beast (ya don't want problems)

I'ma muthafucking beast (ya don't want problems with me)

(Verse 2: KXNG Crooked)

I'm a muthafuckin' beast right

Homie welcome to the east side, where the killers reside

We playin' war games, please hide

Ain't no signs of peace, so fuck a peace sign we ride

Bust shots from a car seat

Or maybe hang ya 'til yo neck is broke

Choke with ya with a Stethoscope

That's how I kill a muthafucka in a heartbeat on a dark street

(I'm a muthafuckin' beast)

I'm a muthafuckin' beast right

Keep it three, Five, Seven, in a Levis

When the beef fries, House Gang could've used as the disguise

Look in these eyes, last thing ya goin' to see when the heat flies

Yo, is it we dumb or is it the city we from

Got us killin' each otha ova these bread crumbs

Ya fuck with me it's gonna be cranberry and 151

This murder rap is red rum

I done seen a nigga dumpin' with the pistol

Pull a gunmen out the window of a rental situation, detrimental

Lil kids are gettin' caught up in the middle when the kill is accidental

That's why I'm keepin' a pistol, matter of fact capture my enemy

Kidnap or slap him in the back of the Infinity

Bandannas to mask the identity and start spazzin' like Charles Manson

On acid and Hennessy, fight back, attack me with energy, spiked bats will add to yo injury

When I write raps ya have to have a Bachelors in Chemistry

Or a Masters in Math to be in the actual vicinity

To pass me up mentally, to match my agility

From Aspen to Italy, I have the ability to send yo ass to the trinity

Like death when it's after the Kennedy's

(Hook)

(Verse 3: Tech N9ne)

People wanna know how I am still hungry

But they don't know how the IRS hung me

What do ya do when they take all yo money?

Get green like Gumby, come back like a bungee

All of my grief, it has made me unleash

On a bum all opponents will cease

So I'm yellin' to the north, and the south, and the west and the east

I'm muthafucking beast

When ya don't have nothin'

Only otha way that ya go is to mad toughen

The craft up in the lab bucking up to the bad luck in a flash upping the cash stuffed in the bag

And ya got to get it no matter what

Don't got the money to put enough in ya gut

I got to be the killer, cause I was stuck in a rut

My energy will neva let 'em leave us in the dust

The lupus killed my mother

Sumethin' really stupid filled my brothers

And now they beginnin' treatin' me ill like othas

When real life smothers, I kill like thuggers and bang

Fightin' my way on top of the game with the pain I write this

I came to ice shit, I reign tonight, sit ya hangin' lifeless

I'm Strange and hype bitch, I aim when I spit

For the win and I'm gonna increase

The pressure when I'm havin' no peace, feel me!

Because I got to eat, I won't let that demons release, kill me!

On yo soul I will feast, you're gonna need a bishop or priest

I am that monster coming to get ya' to say the least

I'm a muthafucking beast

(Hook)