mind, when I come back like nut on your spine I'm a thumbtac that you slept on son Now here I come screaming "attack" like I stepped on one! Lowering
echo] [VERSE:] My head hits the pillow, a weeping willow, i cant sleep. a pain so deep it bellows, but these cellos, help just to keep me mellow. Hands on
your lifestyle (owww!) Firm on the mic since my days of a child Got a "License +TOO+ Ill" to flash to police The only beast I huddles with the Beastie
of a greater task I make my light shine on your cloudy days You can surf if you want to, on my waves I caress your soft body on those mellow nights A
understand at all, thats understandable The vibe is intangible, the rhyme is like an animal A beast through the night, he likes to feast in the light He gives no peace on
savage beast here's the Alpine Turn off that motherfucking radio! Turn off that bullshit! Turn off that motherfucking radio! Turn off that bullshit! Play the music motherfucker put the music on
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room one time, BOOM! To the jaw Your face is a coat type raw And the blood and snot they mix, jelly on the floor My love is cop them bricks, belly on
babe Even tho I stayed on the go I really really missed you babe We all know I love the westcoast I'm sorry that I left you babe Even tho I stayed on
robotic beasts, ?? Robots followin the masses, I Watch the world through Faygo-fizzin glasses, Kings and the Klowns droppin ?? like acid, Like cum on
decorating I'm just detonating Then I get blatant More things worse than internet dating Scoob got the cameras on so I got to show off I put your sister on
on the dash sittin' next to Lil Wayne) I'm a beast I'm a dog Yeah, Yeah I rap harder Mic in my hand I run like Marion Barber You haters on the sidelines
2X: Dolla Boy + (Tity Boi)] It ain't clean on these streets(uh, uh) It's mean on these streets(yeah) Blocks up, hats down Fiends on these these streets
hard to tell how I rep my hood You a beast like me, rep your hood Sign the check when I mic check, one-two [Chorus: all] West Coast niggas love getting
before I hit the scene for rilla I'm all high it's late I'm looking down at the fella Shit's pushed in, ambulance placed him on some cushion His mom's
'msayin? We gon' do a little somethin like this, yaknahmsayin? (Is they up on this?) Keep it on and on and on and on and.. KnowhatI'msayin? Big Nas
question? Does a lonely mic give me an erection?, yes, son On a float like the jets of futuristic papamisitic Bust it, try and diss while my finger is on
Yeah yeah. On the.. On the.. On the. On the real, all you crab niggaz know the deal Finally up in this nigga Let's pay homage to Illmatic Let's put the