THE BEAST WITHIN

And you don't know shit about it, it's Atlantis you know what I'm saying? It's just going crazy You just don't understand what's about to happen to you (Atlantis) It's that hoo, hah It's that hoo, hah It's that hoo, hah It's that hoo, hah It's that hoo, it's that hoo, it's that hoo hoo, hah It's that hoo, it's that hoo, it's that hoo hoo, hah Lemme kick the door in Hello Knock knock Who done let the wolves out? Bark bark bitch Don't you make me pull the bone out Zone south So cal Blow me with that bold mouth Spittin' in italics Underlining all my flows now Don't you underestimate me Carry the one Nobody carries us hun Couple nerds just running towards the sun Blazing in some We rapping in tounges Clashing atoms Nuke bombs be our anthem I'm that motherfucker that they always seeking out Man I've seen some shit that y'all have only read about You heading down There's a drought I whip the pail out Y'all fuckers playing when you say you strike out We ain't on a first name basis man People always telling me a new way to make it F*ck all that fake shit Don't mean it? Don't say it then Take advice from no suckers 'Less they on stage bitch Ripple through your lungs A thick smoke with a hint of Aqua A Snake charmer in the chop You raising up to find us Sources claim we been the hottest Object in the water Ring of fire All around my city Only we can start it Get the Caution tape all around the blast zone A being of lava approaches With dragons tenfold Flames erupt up in the skies The oceans rise 'Fore they realize a city coming in hot, Flying high Voices boom across the heavens With a deadly force Nordic whispers Going door to door Torn 'em off And fore they talk The blood and gore Kinda sorta cut em off Annoy the lords And you gon needa really hoff Take a walk Motherfucker let a Dominatrix Run your shit Nothing wrong with it I know it ain't my business But you lookin kinda sick On the low Chika-chika Suck it up Gotta deal with it Or pack yo ass up And hit the door These jelly fish bottoms Rock 'em Goin solo I got no problem Like I'm Roy Ayers On steroids in the air my Jordan's Tip toeing up the stairs I'll be careful not to crease Sheesh I'm addicted to this shit I'm a risk to all these rap babies Cryin' in this bitch Man I'm deceased Gonna kidnap these charts Goofy boy man the run ain't even start and I'm a surgeon in these hearts It's that hoo, hah It's that hoo, hah It's that hoo, hah It's that hoo, hah It's that hoo, it's that hoo, it's that hoo hoo, hah It's that hoo, it's that hoo, it's that hoo hoo, hah