Beast on a Beat
I'm a beast on a beat
Turn emcees to mincemeat
Spit that lyrical heat
We can meet in the street
We can squash with the beef
But you don't really want it
Cus you will get blazed like that motha fuckin chronic
I'm a beast on a beat
Turn emcees to mincemeat
Spit that lyrical heat
We can meet in the street
We can squash with the beef
But you don't really want it
Cus you will get blazed like that motha fuckin chronic
I'm just here to kill another beat
When I'm comin and I'm gunnin to get em to they feet
And then runnin and fussin to get into the street
And they comin at me front to be an emcee
Tired of the fakes and snakes
Who just take and take
Leave their body dropped in the lake
Make no mistake I've sealed ya fate
Nobody can stop me
Or can drop me
Most you local rappers sloppy
Except my homies those who got me
Any other fuck ass back up off me
I'm a fuckin monster can't you see
Flip and rip it so easily
Don't be trippin just please the beat or increase the heat while I blaze the street
Smokin green to keep the peace
Eyes stay low to please the beast
Get up on the mic to feed the need
Instead of going out and makin em bleed
So I see you lookin at me like I'm strange
Askin me why I gotta do these things
My reply is I'm deranged
A beastly monster
Without Fangs
Come into my neighborhood
You will see it's not all good
You in the wrong side of the wood
Now run away just like you should
Or you will end up in the grave
I'm the one who can't be saved
Demon damned I'm just a slave
But you're the one who can't escape
I'm a beast on a beat
Turn emcees to mincemeat
Spit that lyrical heat
We can meet in the street
We can squash with the beef
But you don't really want it
Cus you will get blazed like that motha fuckin chronic
I'm a beast that means I fiend for the flesh
I send emcees to they knees right before they meet death
Then I take a deep breath
Just to show I'm the best
Then I'm choppin and cuttin em up and rip they heart out they chest
See I'm the one you don't mess with
When I spit I get reckless
But the most that a groupie get from me is a homie pearl necklace
I spit curses and vexes and perform a who-do trance
Stackin up these bodies while I do a voodoo dance
I'm stackin bookoo bands while I'm fillin up the stands
These other motha fuckas they don't even have a chance
When I'm flippin and rippin and puttin it down
Reppin for Dayton yeah this is my town
Betta duck down when we clown around
Or the ground will pound
When you hear this sound
Best not talk shit come my way
You know the name I'm here to stay
This here is your judgement day
I run the game
Don't be ashamed
Cus yous a lame
To fuel the flame
Just sit back and stare amazed
As straight craziness grace the stage
I'm a beast on a beat
Turn emcees to mincemeat
Spit that lyrical heat
We can meet in the street
We can squash with the beef
But you don't really want it
Cus you will get blazed like that motha fuckin chronic
I'm a beast on a beat
Turn emcees to mincemeat
Spit that lyrical heat
We can meet in the street
We can squash with the beef
But you don't really want it
Cus you will get blazed like that motha fuckin chronic
Turn emcees to mincemeat
Spit that lyrical heat
We can meet in the street
We can squash with the beef
But you don't really want it
Cus you will get blazed like that motha fuckin chronic
I'm a beast on a beat
Turn emcees to mincemeat
Spit that lyrical heat
We can meet in the street
We can squash with the beef
But you don't really want it
Cus you will get blazed like that motha fuckin chronic
I'm just here to kill another beat
When I'm comin and I'm gunnin to get em to they feet
And then runnin and fussin to get into the street
And they comin at me front to be an emcee
Tired of the fakes and snakes
Who just take and take
Leave their body dropped in the lake
Make no mistake I've sealed ya fate
Nobody can stop me
Or can drop me
Most you local rappers sloppy
Except my homies those who got me
Any other fuck ass back up off me
I'm a fuckin monster can't you see
Flip and rip it so easily
Don't be trippin just please the beat or increase the heat while I blaze the street
Smokin green to keep the peace
Eyes stay low to please the beast
Get up on the mic to feed the need
Instead of going out and makin em bleed
So I see you lookin at me like I'm strange
Askin me why I gotta do these things
My reply is I'm deranged
A beastly monster
Without Fangs
Come into my neighborhood
You will see it's not all good
You in the wrong side of the wood
Now run away just like you should
Or you will end up in the grave
I'm the one who can't be saved
Demon damned I'm just a slave
But you're the one who can't escape
I'm a beast on a beat
Turn emcees to mincemeat
Spit that lyrical heat
We can meet in the street
We can squash with the beef
But you don't really want it
Cus you will get blazed like that motha fuckin chronic
I'm a beast that means I fiend for the flesh
I send emcees to they knees right before they meet death
Then I take a deep breath
Just to show I'm the best
Then I'm choppin and cuttin em up and rip they heart out they chest
See I'm the one you don't mess with
When I spit I get reckless
But the most that a groupie get from me is a homie pearl necklace
I spit curses and vexes and perform a who-do trance
Stackin up these bodies while I do a voodoo dance
I'm stackin bookoo bands while I'm fillin up the stands
These other motha fuckas they don't even have a chance
When I'm flippin and rippin and puttin it down
Reppin for Dayton yeah this is my town
Betta duck down when we clown around
Or the ground will pound
When you hear this sound
Best not talk shit come my way
You know the name I'm here to stay
This here is your judgement day
I run the game
Don't be ashamed
Cus yous a lame
To fuel the flame
Just sit back and stare amazed
As straight craziness grace the stage
I'm a beast on a beat
Turn emcees to mincemeat
Spit that lyrical heat
We can meet in the street
We can squash with the beef
But you don't really want it
Cus you will get blazed like that motha fuckin chronic
I'm a beast on a beat
Turn emcees to mincemeat
Spit that lyrical heat
We can meet in the street
We can squash with the beef
But you don't really want it
Cus you will get blazed like that motha fuckin chronic
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Writer(s): Phillip Slaven
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