Beast - Rob Bailey, The Hustle Standard, 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 again 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 you in your head until you tire

(I'm a motherfucking beast)

See the way we got all my niggas is open

I'm doing it again trippin' and it won't stay

Got a nigga wilding like he in a bull pen

Look at me wishing I had him hoping

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 fucking with a god?

You gotta be joking

Every single time you niggas see me, step inside the do'

Killing everything with a thousand gorillas, behind me so

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

While I continue to dazzle 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 bang and then a crack

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

Mm-hmm.. 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

Fucking mothafucking 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 the killers reside

We playing war games, please hide

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

Bust shots from the 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 a three-five-seven in the Levi's

When the beef fries, House Gang hoodie is the disguise

Look in these eyes, last thing you gon’ see when the heat flies

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 cranberry and one-fifty-one

That’s murder backwards: red rum

I done seen a nigga dumping with the pistol

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

Little kids are getting caught up in the middle when the kill is 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

And start spazzing like Charles Manson on Absinthe and Hennessy

Fight back, attack me with energy

Spiked bats 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

Fucking mothafucking 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)

People wanna know how I am still hungry

But they don't know how the IRS hung me

What do you do when they take all your 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 yelling to the north, and the south, and the west and the east

(I'm a motherfuckin' beast)

When you don't have nothing

Only other way that you go is to mad toughen

The craft up in the lab buckin' up to the bad luck in a flash uppin' the cash stuffed in the bag

And you gotta get it no matter what

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

I gotta be the killer, cause I was stuck in a rut

My energy will never let 'em 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

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

I came to ice shit, I reign tonight, sit you 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 having no peace, feel me!

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

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

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

(I'm a motherfuckin' beast)

I'ma I'ma fuckin' beast!

I'ma mothafuckin' beast

Fucking mothafucking 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)