[Intro: Hustle]
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 [bad word] beast

[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Ayo back to make [bad word] around the game like its a fire
I spit acid [bad word] like I got cyanide in my saliva
Watch me wet and heat [bad word] up like I'm a washer and a dryer
While I beat you in your head until you tire
(I'm a [bad word] beast)
See the way we got my niggas is [?]
I'm doing it again [?]
Got a [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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

[Hook: Bailey]
I'ma [bad word] beast
I'ma, I'ma [bad word]  beast
I'ma [bad word]  beast
I'ma [bad word]  beast [bad word] I'm the [bad word]  beast
I'ma [bad word]  beast (you don't want problems)
I'ma [bad word]  beast (you don't want problems with me)
I'ma [bad word]  beast (you don't want problems)
I'ma [bad word]  beast (you don't want problems with me)

[Verse 2: KXNG Crooked]
I'm a [bad word] beast right
Homie [bad word] to the east side, where the killers reside
We playing war games, please hide
Ain't no signs of peace, so [bad word] 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 [bad word] in a heartbeat on a dark street
(I'm a [bad word] beast)
I'm a [bad word] beast right
Keep it three, Five, Seven, in a Levis
When the beam fries, house gang 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 [bad word] You [bad word] with me it's gonna be cranberry and 151
This murder rap is [bad word] I done seen that [bad word] 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 spazzing 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 [bad word] to the trinity
Like death when it's after the Kennedy's

[Hook: Bailey]
I'ma [bad word] beast
I'ma I'ma [bad word]  beast!
I'ma [bad word]  beast
I'm a [bad word]  beast [bad word] I'm the [bad word]  beast
I'ma [bad word]  beast (you don't want problems)
I'ma [bad word]  beast (you don't want problems with me)
I'ma [bad word]  beast (you don't want problems)
I'ma [bad word]  beast (you don't want problems with me)

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
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 of your money
Get green like [bad word] 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 motherfukin' 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'm stuck in [bad word] 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 [bad word]  I reign tonight, sit you hangin' lifeless
I'm Strange and hype [bad word] 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 [bad word]  to get ya' to say the least
I'm motherfukin' beast

[Hook: Bailey]
I'ma [bad word] beast
I'ma I'ma [bad word]  beast!
I'ma [bad word]  beast
I'm a [bad word]  beast [bad word] I'm the [bad word]  beast
I'ma [bad word]  beast (you don't want problems)
I'ma [bad word]  beast (you don't want problems with me)
I'ma [bad word]  beast (you don't want problems)
I'ma [bad word]  beast (you don't want problems with me)