THE BEAST WITHIN
And you don't know shit about it, it's Atlantis
You know what I'm saying?
It's just going crazy
You just don't understand what's about to happen to you
(Atlantis)
It's that hoo, hah
It's that hoo, hah
It's that hoo, hah
It's that hoo, hah
It's that hoo, it's that hoo, it's that hoo hoo, hah
It's that hoo, it's that hoo, it's that hoo hoo, hah
Lemme kick the door in
Hello
Knock knock
Who done let the wolves out?
Bark bark bitch
Don't you make me pull the bone out
Zone south
So cal
Blow me with that bold mouth
Spittin' in italics
Underlining all my flows now
Don't you underestimate me
Carry the one
Nobody carries us hun
Couple nerds just running towards the sun
Blazing in some
We rapping in tounges
Clashing atoms
Nuke bombs be our anthem
I'm that motherfucker that they always seeking out
Man I've seen some shit that y'all have only read about
You heading down
There's a drought
I whip the pail out
Y'all fuckers playing when you say you strike out
We ain't on a first name basis man
People always telling me a new way to make it
Fuck all that fake shit
Don't mean it? Don't say it then
Take advice from no suckers
'Less they on stage bitch
Ripple through your lungs
A thick smoke with a hint of Aqua
A Snake charmer in the chop
You raising up to find us
Sources claim we been the hottest
Object in the water
Ring of fire
All around my city
Only we can start it
Get the Caution tape all around the blast zone
A being of lava approaches
With dragons tenfold
Flames erupt up in the skies
The oceans rise
'Fore they realize a city coming in hot
Flying high
Voices boom across the heavens
With a deadly force
Nordic whispers
Going door to door
Torn 'em off
And fore they talk
The blood and gore
Kinda sorta cut em off
Annoy the lords
And you gon needa really hoff
Take a walk
Motherfucker let a
Dominatrix
Run your shit
Nothing wrong with it
I know it ain't my business
But you lookin kinda sick
On the low
Chika-chika
Suck it up
Gotta deal with it
Or pack yo ass up
And hit the door
These jelly fish bottoms
Rock 'em
Goin solo I got no problem
Like I'm Roy Ayers
On steroids in the air my Jordan's
Tip toeing up the stairs
I'll be careful not to crease
Sheesh I'm addicted to this shit
I'm a risk to all these rap babies
Cryin' in this bitch
Man I'm deceased
Gonna kidnap these charts
Goofy boy man the run ain't even start and
I'm a surgeon in these hearts
It's that hoo, hah
It's that hoo, hah
It's that hoo, hah
It's that hoo, hah
It's that hoo, it's that hoo, it's that hoo hoo, hah
It's that hoo, it's that hoo, it's that hoo hoo, hah
You know what I'm saying?
It's just going crazy
You just don't understand what's about to happen to you
(Atlantis)
It's that hoo, hah
It's that hoo, hah
It's that hoo, hah
It's that hoo, hah
It's that hoo, it's that hoo, it's that hoo hoo, hah
It's that hoo, it's that hoo, it's that hoo hoo, hah
Lemme kick the door in
Hello
Knock knock
Who done let the wolves out?
Bark bark bitch
Don't you make me pull the bone out
Zone south
So cal
Blow me with that bold mouth
Spittin' in italics
Underlining all my flows now
Don't you underestimate me
Carry the one
Nobody carries us hun
Couple nerds just running towards the sun
Blazing in some
We rapping in tounges
Clashing atoms
Nuke bombs be our anthem
I'm that motherfucker that they always seeking out
Man I've seen some shit that y'all have only read about
You heading down
There's a drought
I whip the pail out
Y'all fuckers playing when you say you strike out
We ain't on a first name basis man
People always telling me a new way to make it
Fuck all that fake shit
Don't mean it? Don't say it then
Take advice from no suckers
'Less they on stage bitch
Ripple through your lungs
A thick smoke with a hint of Aqua
A Snake charmer in the chop
You raising up to find us
Sources claim we been the hottest
Object in the water
Ring of fire
All around my city
Only we can start it
Get the Caution tape all around the blast zone
A being of lava approaches
With dragons tenfold
Flames erupt up in the skies
The oceans rise
'Fore they realize a city coming in hot
Flying high
Voices boom across the heavens
With a deadly force
Nordic whispers
Going door to door
Torn 'em off
And fore they talk
The blood and gore
Kinda sorta cut em off
Annoy the lords
And you gon needa really hoff
Take a walk
Motherfucker let a
Dominatrix
Run your shit
Nothing wrong with it
I know it ain't my business
But you lookin kinda sick
On the low
Chika-chika
Suck it up
Gotta deal with it
Or pack yo ass up
And hit the door
These jelly fish bottoms
Rock 'em
Goin solo I got no problem
Like I'm Roy Ayers
On steroids in the air my Jordan's
Tip toeing up the stairs
I'll be careful not to crease
Sheesh I'm addicted to this shit
I'm a risk to all these rap babies
Cryin' in this bitch
Man I'm deceased
Gonna kidnap these charts
Goofy boy man the run ain't even start and
I'm a surgeon in these hearts
It's that hoo, hah
It's that hoo, hah
It's that hoo, hah
It's that hoo, hah
It's that hoo, it's that hoo, it's that hoo hoo, hah
It's that hoo, it's that hoo, it's that hoo hoo, hah
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Writer(s): Luca Braico
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