Lyrics
(Verse 1)
Been a while but the boy came back
Now they want to know what the fuck I've been doing
I've been getting bored, sharpening my sword
Making sure all your lives still ruin
Look, I don't even need the preaches
Been a dope post, I'mma feed the leeches
The greed increases every time I make another one
So fuck it, I'mma hit them with the beast unleash six
So sick with it, flows infinite
Give a fuck about poor pissed critic
The most intricate, so when the system hit
This going to feel like a motherfuckin' pistol whip
Real talk, y'all know the movement
Youngest profit been going stupid
Fuck the label, I own the music
Young hit maker, I co-produce this
Take a breath like woosah, came out the shell
Motherfuckin', no koopa
Pull up in the coup all clean with the roof off
Y'all just want to be hoes, y'all rupaul (uh)
Alien, I can't be grouped with you humans
I'm done with your pitiful, juvenile music
You popping the pills and abusing influence
I'm ready for smoke, come through with the Cubans
(Bridge)
And let them know that I'm back up in that mode woah
Let them know that I'm the beast unleashed
(Verse 2)
Calling me the GOD even though I keep low key
Got a beast on beast, hit them with the primo schemes
And I'm coming to the bleach your team
Homie you know I'm down to get mental
And when I say I'm down, I mean ten toes
Making they eyes go wide, this shit techno
Tell them to write these lines on my headstone
I've been on a wave though, payload to race loans
I came in the game for pesos
And I ain't really in it for the bathin' ape hoes
We in it for the fame in the bank of bezos
Y'all know I be going till my body get in the ground
Ain't nobody fuckin' hotter with the sound
Mode download, sold out shows
Want to find me, get to follow in the crowd
I'm moving differently, I'm going off the ledge officially
I got the sauce, the bread its sicily
I paid the cost, the rest is history
Look, I love rap 'cause I'm best at it
Rings gold and my chest tatted
In deep like a sex addict
I ain't going nowhere like a meth habit
Yeah the scenes a wreckits beaten Left in danger
Seen the mess and we the blessed saviors
Please confess and redirect your anger
Speak correct and be your best behavior
Look at this life I'm living, I got to be the best
And define my limits
The lines I've written define I'm different
I got to be a legend by the time I'm finished
I'm back dawg, come through and attack y'all
This shit's way bigger than rap songs
Or whips at a parking gas fall
To hoes who be wanting a cat call
I'm only here to hustle my ass off
Lately though, something is different
Something inside of me shifted
Losing ambition, it wasn't long ago
I would have killed to be in this position
When it was a passion for me
I was just rapping to see what I could actually be
Now the intention is shifted, it's off of my family tree
This ain't a stare at the dream
I just been losing myself in the music
And leaving my family a fraction of me
Sorry to tell you, this may be the last one of beast unleashed
Unleashed, unleashed
Sike bitch
Coming with the flow to make a pipe split
I'mma go until I see the light
Better give me that mic, I'mma kill them on sight
That's right, i might i (GO)
Tell em all I gotta be going until my time come
I be going down with the crown like Tyson
Raise my bar, then I raise my price up
Double the worth every time that I rise
So I told ya'll when a rap is a ploy
Kill y'all, leave your passion destroyed
Raps on raps, I have to deploy
Fuck around and get smacked lil boy
There's no discussion, I'm known for busting
This pro production, I'm cold with it
My shows erupting, my flow disgusting
Is throne encrusted white gold in it
It ain't no wonder why they watching me
Still plannin' my downfall, but it's obsolete
I make a body go cold when I drop this heat
And the money gets spread like a shotgun squeeze
Got them headed for the highway
You don't want to be the next MC that I violate
YP Full of primates finna tear through flesh any moment they find prey
Not really much left to prove
And everybody in my lane gets executed
Every time I get a mic and infect the booth
I'll come back to rap and all the rest improve
Written by: David Breukers, Vincent Jacovelli