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Beast(Southpaw Remix)

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2017-01-02

  Beast(Southpaw Remix)- The Hustle Standard&Kxng Crooked&Tech N9ne&Rob Bailey&Busta Rhymes

  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 mothafucking beast

  Ayo back to make you run around the game like its 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 you in your head until you tire

  (I'm a motherfucking beast)

  See the way we got my niggas is

  I'm doing it again

  Got a nigga wilding like he in a bull pen

  Look at me wishing

  Go down with the menace and I stop and I won't finish

  But I'll drop and I put skill in it, hotter than a skillet

  Pinkie fuck them with the guard, the gun is at your head

  Every single time you niggas see me, step beside the door

  Killing everything with a thousand gorillas, my homies so

  I suggest you bow to let your chick eat my salami slow

  Cry like a niggas in the hood with that tsunami flow

  Get back homie before you get snapped

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

  While I make them black with a banging and then crack

  Niggas in the head and back, everybody, 'til the club close

  Haters I see you sitting over there

  That's why you see me blacking everywhere

  I'ma motherfucking beast

  I'ma, I'ma fuckin' beast

  I'ma mothafuckin' beast

  Fuckin I'm the fuckin' beast

  I'ma motherfuckin' beast (you don't want problems)

  I'ma motherfuckin' beast (you don't want problems with me)

  I'ma motherfuckin' beast (you don't want problems)

  I'ma motherfuckin' beast (you don't want problems with me)

  I'm a motherfucking beast right

  Homie welcome to the east side, where killers reside

  We playing 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 you 'til your neck is broke

  Choke with you with a Stethoscope

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

  (I'm a motherfucking beast)

  I'm a motherfucking beast right

  Keep it three, Five, Seven, in a Levis

  When the beam fries, house game could be used as the disguise

  Look in these eyes, blast, then you gonna see when the heat fly

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

  Got us killing each other over these bread crumbs

  You fuck with me it's gonna be

  This murder rap is red rum

  I done seen that nigga help you with a pistol

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

  Little kids are getting caught up in the middle, and they killed, it's accidental

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

  Kidnap or slap him in the back of the Infinity

  Bandanas to mask the identity, start snapping like Charles Manson

  Or, fight back, attack me with energy, fight bad will add to your injury

  When I write raps you 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 your ass to the trinity

  Like death when it's after the Kennedy's

  I'ma motherfucking beast

  I'ma I'ma fuckin' beast!

  I'ma mothafuckin' beast

  Fuckin I'm the fuckin' beast

  I'ma motherfuckin' beast (you don't want problems)

  I'ma motherfuckin' beast (you don't want problems with me)

  I'ma motherfuckin' beast (you don't want problems)

  I'ma motherfuckin' beast (you don't want problems with me)

  I don't know how I'm still hungry

  But they don't know how the IRS hung me

  What do you do when they take all of your money

  like a bungee

  All of my grief it is making me unleash

  opponents will cease

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

  I'm motherfukin' beast

  When you don't have nothing to go

  And you gotta get it no matter what

  Don't give that money to put enough in the gut

  I gotta be the killer because I'ma stunt leave us in the dust

  The lupus killed my mother

  Something really stupid filled my brothers

  And now they beginning treating me ill like others

  When real life smothers, I kill like thuggers

  And bang,

  I came to ice ya, a ring to nice ya

  She hanging knifeless, I'm stranger, hey bitch I aim when I spit

  For the winning I'm gonna increase

  The pressure when I'm having no peace, feel me

  Because I gotta eat, I won't let the demons release, kill me

  On your son I'mma feast, you're gonna need a bishop or priest

  I am that monster coming to get you to say the least

  I'ma motherfucking beast

  I'ma I'ma fuckin' beast!

  I'ma mothafuckin' beast

  Fuckin I'm the fuckin' beast

  I'ma motherfuckin' beast (you don't want problems)

  I'ma motherfuckin' beast (you don't want problems with me)

  I'ma motherfuckin' beast (you don't want problems)

  I'ma motherfuckin' beast (you don't want problems with me)

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