Beast on Beat

R.A. The Rugged Man The Lamotta and Bobby, the Scorsese The 1988, '80 baby I whip the Jesus in early A.D. The say he's so racey, the people hate me Comedic pigmeat and moms mabley The G-O-A-T, your mom pays me The pale pasty, John Wayne gacey With the clown posse insane crazy This breathing, deceiving, the heathen is scum When they keeping believing the freedom'll come Be a beast on the beats, and I'm eating the young I'm a prince on the mic, Sheila E on the drum Loot the rich, nuke the ritz, the lunatics Superstar's ain't recoup the splits What they do for attention and do for clicks Why the sheep scared of what the truth depicts? The brain tumor hits what the youth permits Burn truth and beat it to the crucifix The D-ball with the B-ball shooting bricks With the cracker cheese with the tuna fish Buss the Russ Meyer type hooter chicks With Super Vixen, bazooka tits I'm a snake in the tree bring sin around Adam I might ice skate on the ring around saturn Breathing, deceiving, the heathen is scum They keepin' believing the freedom will come Beast on the beats, and I'm eating the young I'm a prince on the mic, Sheila E on the drum Breathing, deceiving, the heathen is scum They keepin' believing the freedom will come Beast on the beats Yo, fuck signing petitions, I'm bowing up bridges Political dick in the dirt in the ditches Impeaching the president The honey drippers, opinion opposition Swim with the fishes I ride the flow like a rodeo Live at the show, ho Smokey Joe Did it hard with the hate, said the God better wait Hydrogen Megaton Mega Bomb Detonate Like, where they wanna take it? How they wanna do me? Do a Sho kosugi-ninjutsu in a movie Way to be moving the crowd telekinetic The Sundown in a town That dead man dreaded Did it with the maggot brain A Parliament a funkadelic Decorated Metal Venerated Figure head a relic, that's my philosophy Kris, The Teacha Greek Aristote and Frederick Nietzsche They hate me or love me But never could ignore me When I'm singing and bringing the miracles of Berry Gordy And I did it for the guns And I did it for the glory And I did it for the money And the hookers in the orgy When I die, it's a giving, NY city living Crack whores, not Julia roberts Or pretty women, keep it in the milk crate Did he did it the digging the DJ Do the spinning, I bring it to the beginning Go! Breathing, deceiving, the heathen is scum They keepin' believing the freedom will come Beast on the beats, and I'm eating the young I'm a prince on the mic, Sheila E on the drum Breathing, deceiving, the heathen is scum They keepin' believing the freedom will come Beast on the beats Breathing, deceiving, the heathen is scum They keepin' believing the freedom will come Beast on the beats, and I'm eating the young I'm a prince on the mic, Sheila E on the drum