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Artist: Rob Bailey & The Hustle Standard f/ Busta Rhymes, KXNG Crooked, Tech N9ne
Album:  Southpaw soundtrack
Song:   Beast (Southpaw Remix)
Typed by:,

[Intro: Hustle] + (Bailey)
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
(Breathe, breathe, breathe! I'm a motherfuckin BEAST!!)

[Busta Rhymes] + (Bailey)
Aiyyo! Back to make you run around the game 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 yo' head until you tired (I'm a motherfuckin BEAST!!)
See the way we got it my niggas it's open
I'm doing it again tribidy bomb skang
Got a nigga wildin like he in the bullpen
Look at me wishin on how to get open
Go down with the menace and I stop and now I finish
But I'll drop and always kill it nigga hotter than a skillet
Pinky fuck 'em with the god you gotta be jokin
Every single time you niggas see me step inside the do'
Killin everything with a thousand gorillas behind me so
I suggest you bounce and 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 slapped
I even got a bitch strapped in the club with a snub nose
While I make 'em black with a bangin and I crack
niggas in the head and back everybody 'til the club close
Mmmm Hmmm! Haters I see you sittin over there
That's why you see me blackin everywhere!

[Chorus: Rob Bailey]
I'm a motherfuckin BEAST!!
I'm a, I'm a fuckin BEAST!! BEAST!
I'm a motherfuckin BEAST!!
Fuckin motherfuckin BEAST!! BEAST! BEAST!
I'm a motherfuckin BEAST!! (YOU DON'T WANT PROBLEMS!!)
I'm a motherfuckin BEAST!! (YOU DON'T WANT PROBLEMS!!)

[KXNG Crooked] + (Bailey)
I'm a motherfuckin beast right
Homie welcome to the Eastside where the killers reside
We playin war games, please hide
Ain't no signs of peace so fuck a peace sign, we 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 motherfuckin BEAST!!)
I'm a motherfuckin beast right
Keep a 3-5-7 in a Levi's when the beam fries
House Gang hoodie is the disguise
Look in these eyes last then you gon' see when the heat fly
Yo, is it we dumb or is it the city we from
got us killin each other over these bread crumbs?
You fuck with me it's gonna be cranberry and 151
This murder rap is red rum
I done seen that nigga dumpin with a pistol
Pull a gunmen out the window of a rental situation, detrimental
Little kids are gettin caught up in the middle
and they killing's accidental! That's why I'm keepin a pistol
Matter of fact capture my enemy
Kidnap or slap him in the back of the Infinity
Bandannas to mask the identity
And start spazzin like Charles Manson on acid and Hennessy
Fight back, attack me with energy
Right back to add to your injury
When I write raps you have to have a bachelor's in chemistry
or a master's 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!


[Tech N9ne] + (Bailey)
People wanna know how I'm 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 am yellin to the North and the South and the West and the East
(I'm a motherfuckin BEAST!!)
When you don't have nothin
Only other way that you go is too 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 as stuck in a rut
My energy will never let 'em leave us in the dust
The lupus, killed my mother
Somethin really stupid, filled my brothers
And now they beginnin treatin me ill like others
When real life smothers, I kill like thuggers
And bang, fightin 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 havin no peace, feel me! (feel me!)
Because I gotta eat
I won't let the demons release, kill me! (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!


[Outro: Rob Bailey]
You don't want problems!
You don't want problems!
You don't want problems!
You don't want problems!
I'm a motherfuckin BEAST!! BEAST!! BEAST!! BEAST!!