ฟังเพลงBeasts From The East

Beasts From The East & Canibus)- (ft. A+, Lost Redman Boyz

Yo, we come through like bulls, nigga take two puffs and pass,

Nigga, watch your back once you talk out your ass

I back up 3-80 and my stash for protection,

Family is raged, the world is acting crazed

I never thought Id make it, it was hectic when I scrambled

On point like a knife Im takin life as a gamble

And living in the rotten apple, yo where every core is rotten

All my niggas rest in peace ya see you gone but not forgotten

Now my main wifey, dead as shaded chicks,

Official lost boyz since the year of 86

And fuck these crooked niggas I could a kill passion,em with

At times I feel like slashing in jamaican queens fashion

You think you can fuck around, but just kid youre thinking

Its over when Im sober, imagine when Im drinking

Without blinking man, Ill tare your crew like pages

Ill rip you the from backyard of ? ...

A plus the lyrically superb one, spittin rhymes

Off the tongue top to of burn the ya ear drums

Rotten shit, make the opposite team call a time out,

Knockin my outniggas size three times

The crowd loves me, so when I aint around they ask for me,

I buckle up to kick rap like a crash dummy

For the money, fast I get up in that ass money

The fact you tryin to test me kinda bugs me

I leave crews fed up, like handicap niggas tryin to get up

Emcees get wet up pillars,with lyrical gun

I blow up the spot when its time to rock

I speak through a mic my voice peak out at wattsa hundred

Who wanna cipha, I get dumb

Word to my mother the father the holy ghost and rev. run

When all said its and done, I end the service

To cop the type of verses that average emcees seem worshipto

My style is milk of magnesia, clutch divide speeding bust

more the The merrier, the secure area, my life familiar

Is ultimate superior we dont jack cars

We jack for aircraft carriers

I bounce like trampolines, when I be blowing the feces to pieces

Hymn em like sewing machines and jesus

When the shadows of the barrel pointing my out camarro

I get punished like pharaoh for splittin

Youre better christmas off singing carols for christmas,

Because Im on point like bow and arrow equipment

The president head of conventionschicken

I give you a deluxe ku klux lynchin

I got a headache not wearing from the a stress, success vest

5-11 for being dirty quarts of and 9-30

Yo, mr.cheeks, I made this bitch call police

She tried swallowing a nine piece

Forgot the warrantee on false teeth

I return like makaveli on 18 inch pirellis

Assault and battery like my palms was ever ready

Sharp as machetes

Matter of ...fact I slap

Canibus brings the sickest drama,

Fierce enough to pierce the thickest armor

I smack bitches who try to dick suck through a condom

Playing with the mic something is I wont do

My only concern approach when I you, is to roast you

I smoke close you and towhoever you standing

And make every man in your crew deny that he knows you

Defeating, niggas like segal steven,

Putting emcees positions in, to prevent em from breathing

Ill make you question any and everything youve ever believed in

By peeping your deepest secrets like psychic readers,

Whats the matter with yall, I splatter yall

Against the mutha fuckin wall with these raw catapultlyrics I

None of yall got the balls big enough to battle,

I go on & on like erika badu

A hundred times nicer best than the there is

Twice krs as is, african as who wanna test this

Fuck yall you dont one impress can me and test no me

An emcee so ill, I got aids scared to catch me

All you that shit poppin will stop, I put when you in a headlock,

And apply pressure until I crush your mutha fuckin noggin

I grab mics and push niggas leftto the

So fast their hearts end up on their the right chestsside of

that can My see nobody hypothesis, is this

Lyrical genius, I got it sown like a seamstress

But if you want to battle, Im down,

If you lives, got Ill nine take eight of them off your hands right now

Step up and get your neck cut from ear to ear

If you survive, then you can cover your scar with a beard

Im the illest from queens to the new jerusalem briddicks

Anyone who aint feeling my shidick can suck my didick

You need to quit it, if you aint spitten

More than 50 bars per minute cause you aint in lyrical fitness

Kickin boring raps with thats metaphors wack

All mutha of yall fuckas need nordictrack

To get ya weight you up, get fuckin ate with canibus up

Get beat down and sprayed bringing up, my name just upfor

Been rockin longer than niggas twice my age

Back in the days before bob a marley was faderockin

Before honest abe signed the paper that freed slaves

Before neanderthals was drawing on walls in caves

I existed, in the garden of eden gettin lifted

Stickin dick to eve before she was adams mistress

Before christ created christmas, I been in lyrical fitness

The canibus is spitten till hes spitless

50 bars of total sickness, you wont forget this

Im puttin every wack emcee alive on my shit list

vicious, Verbally tele-connectically gifted

Took you a minute, to exhibit that Im sick wit it

Now you tell me who you think is damaging shit

Going once, going twice

Sold to that nigga name canibus

Me and mr.cheeks, a-plus, and funk doctor

Hopping out the hue helicopter to suey chop ya