The Beast (feat. Playboy the Beast, G Lyrekal, Rebel Soulga & Cazniac) Video (MV)

Yo when it comes down to this murder business, hurt 'em with a quickness
I emerge and get to purging, with this blade I get to slitting all the necks of my victims
I got a sickness, I'll admit it, yeah
There's something wrong with me, a darkness deep inside of me
Trust me bitch, you don't wanna see that side of me
Your chances of survival are slim, broomstick sodomy
Honestly, you got a better chance winning the lottery
You ever break my heart, I'll break your skull piece like it's pottery
And if the opps are dissing, kill 'em nigga, f*ck peace
I got an appetite for violence, yes I love beef
Dispose of the body, remove they teeth, hands, and feet
We on the creep, leave 'em buried deep in the concrete
And I won't stop until the beef is dead, 'til all y'all deceased
You Lil Peeps better not make a peep, you suckas know I'm a beast
Niggas typing they gon' kill me, all that talking is cheap
I curbstomp a muthaf*cka while I'm wearing some cleats, yah
When the fight gets on they'll notice me
Them posers they go know to flee
Strike 'em with a blow and when my shoulders creep y'all go to sleep
I know my reach, come in close and I'ma fold you geeks
Ready for this fully like a bully when he shows his teeth
I'm so discreet
Shit get hectic once the dough increase
I ain't holding peace, I let it go once you expose you weak
I ain't gotta show it cuz you know I leave my foes deceased
Striking my opponents like vulture when it go to feast
My boy Matisse
He put me on this, I'm unloading heat
Give this man his props he let me kill it with Playboy the Beast
No hope for these weak ass cats, and that's to no degree
It's never snitching ride or die cuz that's the code we keep
The f*ck you thought? What you think?
This ain't court, this the streets
We ain't got the same rules, but it can cost what you eat
F*ck your status, you can have it, if you soft you get defeat
I'll go savage on you bastards like a dog that's off its leash
Purebred bully with a fully-loaded semi
You can't f*ck with a 'billy from them hillies, tell them coppers to come get me
I be in listings where the cops don't go
I be doing the type of the shit where it's best they not know
You ever been on the southbound side of the nine, toting pistols
Ready to blast shit like missiles?
I didn't think so, we ain't the same breed
That's why your bitch be f*cking me, best believe it when I tell ya, bruh
I bring my best and nothing less
That's why I claim to be a beast
Not a thug, never been a killer to say the least
But go ahead and push me, bitch you know you a pussy
Soulga
Define action, I'm captain, murdering the "Slime" faction
I'm blasting fine passion, hurt 'em with the lines slapping
I'm packing nines, smacking, grind, act sublime
Rapping dimes on the minds of the swines, leaving spines cracking
I'm back in fine fashion, killing 'em, leaving all dead
Killa been leaving 'em all red, kill 'em and eat 'em, then I'm fed
Ill and elite and I been undefeated in my cred
Feeling the demons in my head, telling me leave 'em in pine beds
Underground with the worms, I astound with the words
I'm a beast here to pound, beating down on these turds
You the least, I'ma feast on you clowns with this verse
If you be enemies, then I'm bound to just burst
Monster maybe, but I'm referred as Cain
I know you suckas been shook since you heard the name
I'm a devil mothaf*cka, yes you heard the claim
Now watch me take a hold and strangulate this murder game, The Beast