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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Busta Rhymes
Busta Rhymes
Vocals
Charlie Hustle
Charlie Hustle
Vocals
DJ Khalil
DJ Khalil
Programming
Daniel Seeff
Daniel Seeff
Guitar
Daniel Tannenbaum
Daniel Tannenbaum
Keyboards
Evon Shubrooks
Evon Shubrooks
Drums
KXNG Crooked
KXNG Crooked
Vocals
Rob Bailey
Rob Bailey
Vocals
Tech N9ne
Tech N9ne
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
C. Caripides
C. Caripides
Songwriter
Khalil Abdul‐Rahman
Songwriter
Aaron Yates
Aaron Yates
Songwriter
D. Wickliffe
D. Wickliffe
Songwriter
Marshall Mathers
Marshall Mathers
Songwriter
Trevor Smith
Trevor Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Charlie Hustle
Charlie Hustle
Producer
DJ Khalil
DJ Khalil
Remix Producer
Steve Baughman
Steve Baughman
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
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
[Verse 2]
I'm a motherfuckin' beast
[Verse 3]
Ayo, back to make you run around again 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 your head until you tire
[Verse 4]
I'm a motherfuckin' beast
[Verse 5]
See the way we got all my **** is open
I'm doing it again trippin' and it won't stay
Got a **** wilding like he in a bull pen
**** be wishin', look how they be hopin'
But I will diminish and not stop and I will finish
But I drop and always kill a **** hotter than a skillet
Think you're fuckin' with a God? You gotta be jokin'
Every single time you **** see me, step inside the door
Killing everything with a thousand gorillas, behind me so
I suggest you vow to let your chick eat my salami slow
While I continue to dazzle **** in the hood with that tsunami flow
Get back homie 'fore you get snapped
I even got a bitch strapped in the club with a snub-nose
While I make them black with a bang, and then I crack
**** in the head, I crack back everybody till the club close
Mm-hmm, haters, I see you sitting over there
That's why you see me blacking everywhere
[Verse 6]
I'm a motherfuckin' beast
I'm a, I'm a fuckin' beast
I'm a motherfuckin' beast
Fuckin' motherfuckin' beast
I'm a motherfuckin' beast (You don't want problems)
I'm a motherfuckin' beast (You don't want problems with me)
I'm a motherfuckin' beast (You don't want problems)
I'm a motherfuckin' beast (You don't want problems with me)
[Verse 7]
I'm a motherfuckin' beast, right
Homie, welcome to the East Side, where the killers reside
We playing war games, please hide
Ain't no signs of peace, so fuck a peace sign, we ride
Bust shot from the car seat
Or maybe hang you till your neck is broke
Choke with you with a stethoscope
That's how I kill a motherfucker in a heartbeat on a dark street
[Verse 8]
I'm a motherfuckin' beast
[Verse 9]
I'm a motherfuckin' beast, right
Keep a three-five-seven in the Levi's
When the beef fries, House Gang hoodie is the disguise
Look in these eyes, last thing you gon' see when the heat flies
Yo, is it we dumb or is it the city we from
Got us killing each other over these bread crumbs?
You fuck with me it's gonna be cranberry and one-fifty-one
That's murder backwards, redrum
I done see a **** dumping with pistol
Pull a gunmen out the window of a rental situation, detrimental
Little kids are getting caught up in the middle when the kill is accidental
That's why I'm keeping a pistol, matter of fact capture my enemy
Kidnap him, slap him in the back of the Infinity
Bandanas to mask the identity
And start spazzing like Charles Manson on Absinthe and Hennessy
Fight back, attack me with energy
Spiked bats will add to your injury
When I write raps you have to have a Bachelors in Chemistry
Or a Masters in Math to be in the actual vicinity
To pass me out 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
[Verse 10]
I'm a motherfuckin' beast
I'm a, I'm a fuckin' beast
I'm a motherfuckin' beast
Fuckin' motherfuckin' beast
I'm a motherfuckin' beast (You don't want problems)
I'm a motherfuckin' beast (You don't want problems with me)
I'm a motherfuckin' beast (You don't want problems)
I'm a motherfuckin' beast (You don't want problems with me)
[Verse 11]
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 bungee
All of my grief, it has made me unleash
On a bum, all opponents will cease
So I'm yelling to the north, and the south, and the west, and the east
[Verse 12]
I'm a motherfuckin' beas
[Verse 13]
When you don't have nothing
Only other way that you go is to mad toughen
And 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
Go get the money to put enough in your gut
I gotta be the killer, 'cause I was stuck in a rut
My energy will never let 'em leave us in the dust
The lupus killed my mother
Something really stupid filled my brothers
And now they beginning treating me Ill like others
When real life smothers, I kill like thuggers
And bang! Fighting my way on top of the game
With the pain I write this
I came to ice shit
I reign tonight, since 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 having no peace, feel me
Because I gotta eat, I won't let that demons release, kill me
On your soul I will feast, you're gonna need a bishop or priest
I am that monster comin' to get you, to say the least
[Verse 14]
I'm a motherfuckin' beast
I'm a, I'm a fuckin' beast
I'm a motherfuckin' beast
Fuckin' motherfuckin' beast
I'm a motherfuckin' beast (You don't want problems)
I'm a motherfuckin' beast (You don't want problems with me)
I'm a motherfuckin' beast (You don't want problems)
I'm a motherfuckin' beast (You don't want problems with me)
[Verse 15]
I'm a motherfuckin' beast
Written by: A. Yates, C. Caripides, K. Abdul Rahman, R. Bailey, T. Smith
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