Yeah killer
Ayo, Complex
They been waitin' for this moment man
I just hope you can keep up
Uh
Eatin' cartilage from the bones of these rappers
If you actin', better be ready for the rapture
Rap where
You peons can't handle me over 9,000
Dragon balls weigh euros dope lines pure off these ounces
So astounding
How I grip these rappers by the neck, proceed to pound it
Yeah we found it
The yeti that we searched for it in the mountains
Girl, can you mount this
Don't say a word say she feindin' for these inches
So relentless
Wordplay like a gymnast
How I flip it, can you get this
Y'all small pink pork next to a beast That's a piglet, I'm lit shit
Could ghost write off everything that I've written
And they laid
Cause you cleaned up your flows
Think you self-made now,
I'm selfish bout my territory stepped in my playground
They rap my old flows
Thinkin' they, they find they Mitch now
But I son peons every syllable, I've been lyrical
Talk big shit, every bar, how I belittle you
I can say my name, the whole verse is still be killin' you
Only give you dope lines, gotta keep it legible
These rappers for the green, guess you all vegetables
Better than you ever be
Nigga let that register
Big dog, big balls hangin' on that pedestal
The plague of the end
Armageddon really coming soon
Yeah, I beast
Tell me really what you think you know about me
Sittin' on the throne till I hear another beat
Tryna get these wack rappers out my teeth
Yeah, I beast
Yeah, I Beast
Yeah, I beast
Yeah, I beast
Yeah, I Beast
Yeah, I beast
Yeah, I Beast
Yeah
It's Complex, motherf*cker, tell me what these bitches know about it
Kill you in the woods, so the cops, they find nobody
If my name on it, bitch, you know that I co-sign it
Tell my shooter dead beat, that mean the pop is so silent
Fake motherf*cker, nobody bought what you sellin
For the game, I'ma rush him, I tuck it under my belly
You got seven more days before I climb through your telly
If it's beef that you want, bitch, I'm coppin' you ready
Name another cracker that can rap with the dapper
The fact of the matter is, is I'm bout to snap on you actors
I'm packed with the fact that, like, Echo, tell me why you catchin' Zs
When I'm spittin', bitch, you brought more than a goddamn tree
When I'm runnin' through syllables and I'm gunnin' so integral
You can feel the ammunition, though the drum is invisible
And I'm done with you silly hoes, never once did I fear you, though
And the way I'm killin' this shit is considerably criminal
Bitch, I'm dangerous when I'm anxious
Got me feelin' like I'm caged in inside these pages
Never changin', I'm with the same clique for some ages
All different syres, styles, different races
Anything I practice is somethin' I preach
Anything I'm rappin', this code isn't icy
I bleed every drop of flow from an IV
BK, let these motherf*ckers know that I beast
Plex
I beast
I Beast
BUCKINGHAM B.K. - iBEAST (feat. Complex) Lyrics
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English
Yeah killer
Ayo, Complex
They been waitin' for this moment man
I just hope you can keep up
Uh
Eatin' cartilage from the bones of these rappers
If you actin', better be ready for the rapture
Rap where
You peons can't handle me over 9,000
Dragon balls weigh euros dope lines pure off these ounces
So astounding
How I grip these rappers by the neck, proceed to pound it
Yeah we found it
The yeti that we searched for it in the mountains
Girl, can you mount this
Don't say a word say she feindin' for these inches
So relentless
Wordplay like a gymnast
How I flip it, can you get this
Y'all small pink pork next to a beast That's a piglet, I'm lit shit
Could ghost write off everything that I've written
And they laid
Cause you cleaned up your flows
Think you self-made now,
I'm selfish bout my territory stepped in my playground
They rap my old flows
Thinkin' they, they find they Mitch now
But I son peons every syllable, I've been lyrical
Talk big shit, every bar, how I belittle you
I can say my name, the whole verse is still be killin' you
Only give you dope lines, gotta keep it legible
These rappers for the green, guess you all vegetables
Better than you ever be
Nigga let that register
Big dog, big balls hangin' on that pedestal
The plague of the end
Armageddon really coming soon
Yeah, I beast
Tell me really what you think you know about me
Sittin' on the throne till I hear another beat
Tryna get these wack rappers out my teeth
Yeah, I beast
Yeah, I Beast
Yeah, I beast
Yeah, I beast
Yeah, I Beast
Yeah, I beast
Yeah, I Beast
Yeah
It's Complex, motherf*cker, tell me what these bitches know about it
Kill you in the woods, so the cops, they find nobody
If my name on it, bitch, you know that I co-sign it
Tell my shooter dead beat, that mean the pop is so silent
Fake motherf*cker, nobody bought what you sellin
For the game, I'ma rush him, I tuck it under my belly
You got seven more days before I climb through your telly
If it's beef that you want, bitch, I'm coppin' you ready
Name another cracker that can rap with the dapper
The fact of the matter is, is I'm bout to snap on you actors
I'm packed with the fact that, like, Echo, tell me why you catchin' Zs
When I'm spittin', bitch, you brought more than a goddamn tree
When I'm runnin' through syllables and I'm gunnin' so integral
You can feel the ammunition, though the drum is invisible
And I'm done with you silly hoes, never once did I fear you, though
And the way I'm killin' this shit is considerably criminal
Bitch, I'm dangerous when I'm anxious
Got me feelin' like I'm caged in inside these pages
Never changin', I'm with the same clique for some ages
All different syres, styles, different races
Anything I practice is somethin' I preach
Anything I'm rappin', this code isn't icy
I bleed every drop of flow from an IV
BK, let these motherf*ckers know that I beast
Plex
I beast
I Beast
Ayo, Complex
They been waitin' for this moment man
I just hope you can keep up
Uh
Eatin' cartilage from the bones of these rappers
If you actin', better be ready for the rapture
Rap where
You peons can't handle me over 9,000
Dragon balls weigh euros dope lines pure off these ounces
So astounding
How I grip these rappers by the neck, proceed to pound it
Yeah we found it
The yeti that we searched for it in the mountains
Girl, can you mount this
Don't say a word say she feindin' for these inches
So relentless
Wordplay like a gymnast
How I flip it, can you get this
Y'all small pink pork next to a beast That's a piglet, I'm lit shit
Could ghost write off everything that I've written
And they laid
Cause you cleaned up your flows
Think you self-made now,
I'm selfish bout my territory stepped in my playground
They rap my old flows
Thinkin' they, they find they Mitch now
But I son peons every syllable, I've been lyrical
Talk big shit, every bar, how I belittle you
I can say my name, the whole verse is still be killin' you
Only give you dope lines, gotta keep it legible
These rappers for the green, guess you all vegetables
Better than you ever be
Nigga let that register
Big dog, big balls hangin' on that pedestal
The plague of the end
Armageddon really coming soon
Yeah, I beast
Tell me really what you think you know about me
Sittin' on the throne till I hear another beat
Tryna get these wack rappers out my teeth
Yeah, I beast
Yeah, I Beast
Yeah, I beast
Yeah, I beast
Yeah, I Beast
Yeah, I beast
Yeah, I Beast
Yeah
It's Complex, motherf*cker, tell me what these bitches know about it
Kill you in the woods, so the cops, they find nobody
If my name on it, bitch, you know that I co-sign it
Tell my shooter dead beat, that mean the pop is so silent
Fake motherf*cker, nobody bought what you sellin
For the game, I'ma rush him, I tuck it under my belly
You got seven more days before I climb through your telly
If it's beef that you want, bitch, I'm coppin' you ready
Name another cracker that can rap with the dapper
The fact of the matter is, is I'm bout to snap on you actors
I'm packed with the fact that, like, Echo, tell me why you catchin' Zs
When I'm spittin', bitch, you brought more than a goddamn tree
When I'm runnin' through syllables and I'm gunnin' so integral
You can feel the ammunition, though the drum is invisible
And I'm done with you silly hoes, never once did I fear you, though
And the way I'm killin' this shit is considerably criminal
Bitch, I'm dangerous when I'm anxious
Got me feelin' like I'm caged in inside these pages
Never changin', I'm with the same clique for some ages
All different syres, styles, different races
Anything I practice is somethin' I preach
Anything I'm rappin', this code isn't icy
I bleed every drop of flow from an IV
BK, let these motherf*ckers know that I beast
Plex
I beast
I Beast
Writer: L. Floyd
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