Beast 1333 — Full contra

There ain’t never been a nigga like me The way i do it When i spit and put the grease in the gears To keep it fluid Keep pursuing when i step in the game A higher level As this music fight to keep me alive And out of trouble I’m a always come to switch up the flow Not many know me Ain’t a prison or a trap or a cage Could ever hold me I’m a savage to the pace of the beat My feet shuffling Never liked the taste of defeat Y’all seek covering Running like the roaches infesting in Hell’s Kitchens Soon’s you think you figured the flow My sound switches Current game is full of buffoons and clown bitches With the pictures of they riches Capricious and ambitous Beast up in the city Just trooping it mad mission’s Pony’s on his feet In his grill he look mad vicious Never double crossing his people or found snitching Rapping vision With the infinite mind of a ‘mathtician Running at your gum or your mouth is a violation Lion’s in the trap and he waiting he mad patient Been in every state in this rotten or foul nation Way before the roof Come the pillars and foundation See the capstone is missing on top Don’t mean nothing The people at the top Only lying and keep bluffing Throw it in a grinder to twist it and keep puffing See they lying and they killing they people They meat gushing Ain’t nobody looking to save you in this city The people all despising each other And hate pity Every other woman’s a clone Is fake pretty There is more to woman than booty and big titties Every single day that you’re living you get sicker You won’t get trampled or pushed if you walk quicker New York is a place of survival no weak niggas Where the po po the people that vote delete niggas With this automatic flow that’ll go that’ll go pro Keep my business on the low To the toe to the toe throw Blows at my foes go In a row with a .44 Quick as i bestow never go never go slow Got to slow it down for the sheep That are sleep to the beat gritty Scaring them to death Fitta leave with they drawers shitty The shit that i spit is so sicker than flu’s drippy To the beat that i use and abuse and i bruise slippy When I’m gliding you hiding and running don’t get hunted I’m only 35 never drinking i get blunted Never fronted as I’m taking the crown and the town run it Probably rapping in a snap from a chap till I’m age 100 And i never take for granted Enchanted the seeds planted Never handed just abandoned on surface of green planet See me running while i’m gunning The beast from the east coming And i kill it Every time i’m recruited or been summoned