beast mode
I really don't know how long I been doing this shit
I guess 2010's the first year that you gave a shit
I was the underdog, so please excuse me a bit
I need some space so someone please make me some room in this bitch
Cause I’m in beast mode, feast mode
Gimme those beats, I eat those
All day I don’t sleep, no, I don’t even know what I got sheets for
Them pillow cases and bed frames, oh no, take that, don’t need those
So high I don’t get high, I don’t even know what I got weed for
People, I’m in beast mode, why’d you think I got these teeth for?
Why do I rep that east side and why do they all call me B.O.?
But see, I knew this beat before anybody fed my ego
Back in the hood at east shows, so we take hood wherever we go
Please know, I am as loyal as loyalty is when it’s gave
Dedicated, determined, dependable
Yes, I committed myself to the game
Don’t be letting them tell you them lies
We make the industry real when it’s fake
So stay meditating so your head is facing
Into the direction that you aim, bitch
Okay then, know what my name is
Excuse my language but I’m fed up with the same shit
They say they love me, but its really cause I’m famous, see
My momma told me this back when I was nameless
So fuck y’all, I’m shameless, I’m a beast unleashed, I’m raging
I’m living inside of this Matrix, this video game that I’m playing
I ride around and they praise me, I crack a smile and they waving
I guess you could call me David Ruffin
I’m circled in the temptations, huh
Or maybe I’m angry, maybe I just need a little more patience
Or maybe I’m crazy, maybe I just get a little too anxious
Sometimes I rhyme like I’m inside Einstein's mind
Look at the time fly by, plenty of times I died
Looking at these jive guys claiming they lost they mind
You ain't really seen shit, nigga
Till you had the whole world flipped upside down
Right side up from the DEC so the Eastside’s up
Fired up so you know
When I get to the booth I go ham, cause I gotta do what I can
So I’m like "kadoish, kadoish, kadoish, Adonai Tsebayoth" I chant
I’m kinda like a blur with these words
Guess I'm more absurd with these verbs
Running at a hundred kilometers, man
Pretty soon I’ma leave Earth
Earthlings, or whatever, human beings
I’m a beast, you're a feast, curly fries, onion rings
This is not a fucking game, ain't no referee’s involved
This is military combat soldiers standing guard round my yard
Entourage, ham squad to be exact
Smoking ham, smacking back
Take your girl, have her back
We don’t want her round my team
She’s a slut and she’s a freak
But you don’t know cause she’s discreet
I swear I see everything that's a bit
Man I’m fed up to my neck with the stress
I could use a wish; Hayley, where you at?
I guess the only exception to these girls is that I rap
But I only attack
'Cause I’m in beast mode, just beast mode
Everybody know that I’m a motherfucking monster
Monster... Energy Drink shoulda been my sponsor
But sometimes I wonder, what is this race I run for
I give a fuck about numbers so I do find it ironic
These niggas get mad at me
Talking all sideways with they eyes glazed
They mad cause I’m straight, what the mind sees, the eyes say
And they say that I went pop and the streets say I ain't hip hop
Well if it's not, then the shit stop