Beast in Me
You'll feel this feeling when you get in my ride,
It's strong enough to getcha contact tide,
You'll hear my family yelling ride or die,
So sit back and kiss the sky goodbye
Things seem to be changing
So you can join us, or leave
The fact that you can't match it is what makes it so fantastic,
On the mic he can go batshit,
and he fights against his casket,
The way he writes his lyrics,
how everyone wants to hear it,
He waits until his mind is cluttered and then he goes to clear,
Setting fire to the game,
and this time time it's not for hunger,
Not making a blunder since back when he was younger,
When people tell him to quit,
He honestly doesn't care,
He says,
"I don't need you, since you were never there"
He sold his soul for this,
Now he's only rapping relevance,
The plans he has for his life,
Are larger than any elephants,
Who else could say a word,
And touch someone's heart,
Who else could keep moving when everything's torn apart,
The voices in his head keep him from moving down his path,
People say that Lucifer's in control of his past,
He got sick of the feeling of being shit out of luck,
He's going crazy
But it looks like he doesn't give a fuck
It's strong enough to getcha contact tide,
You'll hear my family yelling ride or die,
So sit back and kiss the sky goodbye
Things seem to be changing
So you can join us, or leave
The fact that you can't match it is what makes it so fantastic,
On the mic he can go batshit,
and he fights against his casket,
The way he writes his lyrics,
how everyone wants to hear it,
He waits until his mind is cluttered and then he goes to clear,
Setting fire to the game,
and this time time it's not for hunger,
Not making a blunder since back when he was younger,
When people tell him to quit,
He honestly doesn't care,
He says,
"I don't need you, since you were never there"
He sold his soul for this,
Now he's only rapping relevance,
The plans he has for his life,
Are larger than any elephants,
Who else could say a word,
And touch someone's heart,
Who else could keep moving when everything's torn apart,
The voices in his head keep him from moving down his path,
People say that Lucifer's in control of his past,
He got sick of the feeling of being shit out of luck,
He's going crazy
But it looks like he doesn't give a fuck
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Jones
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