torment to a fine art smart like a foxy and craf-ty-as-a-cat i'm looking up as i'm lying on my back bite the beast if i want a big piece of the pie
was his bed Now he could dance the barn dance Like nobody before him But no woman would take him 'Cause his eyes were rather strange In them you could see
thousand for a verse, is our routine quote I'm getting rich, aah , you staying broke chilling if even if I'm in a goose down coat I cant see you through
yeah you know what young goldie in the house tonight baby, imma let my hat out on em haha imma beast (imma beast) imma dog (imma dog) let me off the
contagious Kamikaze south splash like it shot from a gauge Until your body sound clash, head of the class, Magna Cum Laude Beats bring the beast out
Firefly, can you see me? Shine on, glowing, brief and brightly Could you imagine? One summer day That same night be on your way Do you remember? Hearts
they own it That's they corner, from New York to California, got blocks locked down Like, "Dog you safe whenever you with me, see this is my town" So
it Either move on or move on it [Damian Marley] Queens to Kingston Gunshot we use and govern the kingdom Rise of the Winston, I can see the fear up
just can't commit We say, "Oh back off, don't bother me baby" Can't you see I'm workin' it (Workin', workin) Workin' it (Workin') It's plain to see
game with no line homie Tote it all the time, see my son did time on it So 100 mill what we eat The feast of the streets, Cash money young beast Full
So refrain and let my family reign okay Just walkin' the streets death can take you away It's never guaranteed that you'll see the next day At night
Warn the town the beast is loose Word 'em up y'all Warn the town the beast is loose C'mon Conflicts with night sticks, illegal sales districts Hand-picked
on it (I say I'm on it) She just text me shawty watchu on I'm on it Even in the middle of the night I'm on it I won't stop until I see the light I'm on
makes his guitar weep, but his champagne cry He's a southwest, tie-wearing bolo-champ Coming straight out the box with a bowl o' champ Yo, he a beast
motherf*cking monster But I love him, yeah I love him Ooh ah, ooh ah ah (ah) Most people are scared (are scared) When they look him in the eyes, all they see
Na... Hey, Hey, Hey... Good Bye! [Krayzie Bone] Whooo! C'mon, Bone Thug, We gon' do it like this, yeah... Kray Jackson... Remember the killa, the lyrical beast
are our hoods, these are our streets) [Layzie Bone] It's a war zone in the poor zone, we chasin after the fortune In the belly of the beast is scorchin
I-E. Niggas still strong. We keep on bailin' through the stress and all the rest of the shit that's goin' on. Speakin' of violence, I see, you got to