Lyrics:
of pain and
Happiness
Aggravation and my inner fears
My inner beast
Lives in here
So let's have a feast drink my tears
Drifting into this unaware
and the propaganda
They don't want us to live in peace I won't be controlled by the beast
Poets, politricks and the propaganda
Why can't all good people live free must
doubtful about of this pittyful
Life tha' am living
Feeling like day by day
Am hurting my self
Am getting so dangerous
Would it be so weird that my
rats
This for the streets
That raised the beasts
That you see killing all these raps, Yeah
Ain't nothing like the island vibes
We aloha soldiers bout
Crucified
A legendary poetic mercenary writing music on these streets
Crucified
The virgin Mary forever there to save me from the mucus of the beast
the freak
I need a bag ain't shit free
Nigga I'm a beast you gotta pay the fee hey yeah
Cash rule everything around me
I get them bags gone every week
I pop
game is so cold
Saints & Heathens
Live by the code
That's all that we know
Angels & demons
Beauties & Beasts
Bitches & hoes
Prisons & prescients
Stay
dealers
Sometimes I glorify the finer things
Because I didn't see them minor things
At the games, I'm known by the refs
Restaurants, I'm even greeted by
Never
Will
I
A phrase that I will live by
A phrase that will never get by
Never will I close my eyes
Never will I hold the lies
If you want it come
that shit it’s AK the illest
AK the illest in this bitch beast Coast gang
Ay, ay, ay, uh i got the heart of the city
So they ride along with me
Always
On the mic
Don't speak or touch me
Boss up
All real so tough b
God love me
They want to stop me
I'm the beast
That dropped eighty something
This is
on beast mode
My niggas winning
Some blue doc and some weed smoke
My niggas winning
We still live by the G code niggas winning
My niggas winning my niggas
worse with age.
Manifesting Revelations page by scary page.
Decieving all the people left behind in the dark.
Controlled by the beast as he's giving out
, prrra-by-by-by, hey
Prrra-by-by-by, prrra-by-by-by-by-by, hey
(this thing right is the story of some everyday hood things)
Prrra-by-by-by, prrra-by-by-by
below, so far below
The bottom line
Transmitting live, transmissions rise
From the depths out of controlled by
Suspended glance of an unblinking eyes
This song is dedicated to the murderers...
May god judge you accordingly. Good luck with that one...
You see the beast starts sprayin'
That's what
of the lake
The minister's daughter's in love with the snake
Who lives in a well by the side of the road
Wake up, girl! We're almost home, yeah, c'mon
We
to live by
I pass this torch to you
The beast cannot be tamed
This conflagration consuming corruption
I speak these words of truth, never doubt them
Brand
Know what they want me to do won't live in spite
Live regardless of fools refuse to live in the light
I got this, life shit
Took the bull by the horns
Advocated by the few who do live it
Bloomberg, make a nigga cop the Mossberg
Shorty ain't a shorty, he a Shooter like Wahlberg
Old man told me, don't be,
that was way back in 92
Me and my boys are nightmare, best of luck for you guys to live through
Look around, cameras shooting us from different angles
by the man and I press restart
No time (Game is over player one)
We number two, that mean that we the shit
Recovers till live performances to
The way
fact this jam is def
Most definitely created by me
Goin' down in radio history
I'm good to go on your radio
And I'm cold gettin' paid cause Rick said
survive without my radio
Terrorising my neighbours with the heavy bass
I keep the suckas in fear by the look on my face
My radio's bad from the Boulevard
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