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Super Beast
01. The Beast
02. Blood On The Carpet
03. Swamp Monster
04. Interlude I
05. Bat Phone
06. Skeleton
07. Bad Thoughts
08. Nostradamus
09. Interlude II
10. Arson
11. Scattered
12. Problem Child
13. Interlude III
14. Bang
15. Holes In My Socks
16. I Am
17. Good Life
18. Have Fun
19. Psycho Plot
Uh, yeah
KC, Battleaxe
Rob The Viking
Yo, let's do this

I crept up from behind and took you out
The Deuce and Louche ripping down
Oh, you know that you're going down
Bang, bang, bang, bang, I shot you down
Look at you now (Look at you now)
Look at you now (Look at you now)
Look at you now (Look at you now)
Look at you now

Ayo, the top drop back in the new SL

5509, Girl, I live real well
Got the Michelin S rims, what up Sprewell?

Squirelicious, baby, something like a pimp, ha
You know I get it, Gucci, new fitteds
Deputy, dick 'em down, give her the business, ha
Don't fake the funk, you know we get it, girl
KC, they know the camp all across the world
Don't make me have to light shit up

Got the real canaries, boy, I brighten shit up
Got a sloppy jump game, better tighten that up
My cash game up, my gas gauge full
Young fly crook, push keys and go to school
Never met a nigga like me, I do what it do

We don't need no badges, we don't need your address
We know where you live, you know what this is
The kids, you should put 'em in the truck with wifey
Before I let my nina start singing like a Isley
Brother, discover the pleasure, the pain
Whether you survive is the name of the game

Put 'em on a stretcher, blood pressure to the brain
It's unethical, medical, let it go, man
You's a busta, yo, trust us, that's some West Coast slang
Don't fuck up or fuck with us, got the best scope aim
Don't choke up or break out the A-grade smoke, hang
And this beat was produced by Rob The Viking

I crept up from behind and took you out
The Deuce and Louche ripping down
Oh, you know that you're going down
Bang, bang, bang, bang, I shot you down
Look at you now (Look at you now)
Look at you now (Look at you now)
Look at you now (Look at you now)
Look at you now

I've been on my grind since a kid on my Big Wheel
Don't know how to put this, but I'm kind of a big deal

Little giant, stop trying to assume
My position, I'll be firing my iron at you dudes
Bang, bang, my crew gangbang and slang cane
Doper than a kilo of Colombian bam-bam

Rocking with a kingpin, doing my thang-thang
Listen to your album and then I drain my main vein
On it, doggone it, look, boss hog, I'm on it
I'm a Duke of Hazzard, your group's a has-been
Popping pills and gambling, I got stupid habits
I'm a ruthless addict, Gucci fabrics
My group is magic, my troops are savage

I'm a little dude with a very big ego

So I roll with very big people
Bad motherfuckers, not saying we evil
But feels like everything we do is illegal
I'm fly like an eagle, eagle
Listen to your rap and then I whip it like Devo
I ain't a clown, dog, cash invested
Friends ride bikes, black vests with death heads
Fucked up times, can't trust your best friend
I got friends doing ten from what I just suggested
I'm Yosemite Sam, my two cannons go bam

I crept up from behind and took you out
The Deuce and Louche ripping down
Oh, you know that you're going down
Bang, bang, bang, bang, I shot you down
Look at you now (Look at you now)
Look at you now (Look at you now)
Look at you now (Look at you now)
Look at you now

I keep my arm on my hoodie when I lay in the sheets
Bitch bit my baby monster, try and fuck with my sleep
We don't come back, kids, like Eli and Peyton
Brothers from another like 50 and Shady
Fuck you, pay machine, fuck you, penny
Pimping ain't easy, but the money amazing
Now we the best and I think it's time I remind you
Beef, I drop the body off where no one can find dude

I'm in a grind mood, so I'ma get cash
Bitch in this point guard, Chris Paul, Steve Nash
Cat-like reflex, Baltimore defense
Vanguard nigga, so I stay on defense
I don't pretend to speak false pretense
I sprint right in action, make you fall like CeCe

Baby monster, Chi-Town, stay on that bullshit
I'm like, "Oh shit, who you think you fucking with?"

I crept up from behind and took you out
The Deuce and Louche ripping down
Oh, you know that you're going down
Bang, bang, bang, bang, I shot you down
Look at you now (Look at you now)
Look at you now (Look at you now)
Look at you now (Look at you now)
Look at you now

You're not lying
There are no more bullets in the chamber
Whoops, my mistake