[Verse 1: Wati Heru]
I'm c*ntvinced c*ntcieted b**hes be the first to get they c*nt seeded
Birth c*ntrol, its c*ntfusing how she c*ntceived it
It's a c*ntspicuous c*ntspiracy how c*nt scheming
Running like cross country, just to get the c*nt creamin'
c*ntinuously on the hunt for c*nt
Seemed in a daze, c*ntsidering giving c*nt semen
Saying he'll never get c*ntrolled by the c*nt demon
He contradicted, he's c*nt addicted, cause c*nt see men
It's c*ntroversial, there's c*ntsequences cause the c*nt could hurt you
So listen to your inner c*ntscious, observe the c*nt circle
After approving c*ntact, view how the c*nt act, no prenup c*ntract
Usual c*nt trap, it's terrible
Pare into the parable, especially if you c*ntstillate
If she know you a star and the c*nt still late for monthly visits
If mother nature could c*ntcentrate she c*ntstiplates the c*nts debate
If it's worth the cake
If you don't pay the c*ntstible a c*ntinue to give another case
Can't be cunent in c*nt tent if you not making papes
Who said that this is a mans world need to get it straight
p**y is power n***a, respect the c*ntglomerate
[Verse 2: Capital STEEZ]
It's kinda scary though
Yo bro, peep the scenario
We had the tabs, fire, and the shrooms like Mario
This peach sumchin trying to shake their tail
You can tell, I wasn't really funking with the smell
She had a pill, but the pill had her slipping
Fly n***a with a wingspan, we can't pay attention
My n***a's bong ripping so of course we on a different floor
Hits, I started dozin' off for a minute
And then I went back to the vision
Of when I seen how they have blacks in division
Can't crack through the system
That's why we got crack through your system
Now we got the matrix hacked with precision
And that's a new flow for all you putos
Tryna to compare fools gold to Acapulco's
[Verse 3: Dirty Sanchez]
My n***as always high, they barely buyin'
Weed [?] broke my scale, I got a [?] and the pots frying
Blunts healthy, mommy so sick
I'm insulted, throw the p**y back, catapult it
More cushion for the pushing, don't get comfortable kid
My ego's altered, dirty money in the vault and
n***as ain't safe in fact they ship shapes, switching plates
Via snakes, f** it
I don't know what else to say, popping off the top of the dome
It's the [?] my n***a, we taking it home
From Brooklyn to f**in', I don't even know Rome
It could be anywhere else in the f**ing Earth, the globe
You don't understand what we doing, changing the whole view
Of the people, I don't give a f** if you got flu
You're not sicker than me, who the f** are you
Pro Era crew, Beast Coast, BC, I don't know
I'm not doing what you thinking, but I'm getting my paper
f** all of that sh**, I'm just thinking
Later I'mma see, how we gonna handle the rest of the haters, f** it
Anybody else wanna see the Beast
[Verse 3: Wati Heru]
Freestyling in the cypher that's my, specialties
Started when I was two years old, especially
After 8 Mile, n***a saw that sh** and straight whylin'
Can't fool him, freestyling ever since that mother was on the island
Came through rap, he was a child then
Out in Staten, came through, back to Manhattan
Different sh**, get the sentences, get the stats in
n***as couldn't get the chick I like stat, got the ratchet
n***a was acting ratchet like, Worldstar sh**
Ya you know, he was on the world n***a, Worldstar sh**, n***a
Take a torch n***a, rose on the torch n***a
On some tribes and quests, try to quest n***a
Like the tribes n***a, try to digest n***a
This is Q-Tip abstract, n***a get that a** back
n***a, I make your girl do a** laps
She came, she threw that a** back, damn
I didn't know what she doing, and then she got fluent
I influence influences every time that I do it
It's so sick, it's like ahh-choo
When I bless you with these heckler rhymes
Y'all n***as couldn't step to mine
[Verse 4: Dirty Sanchez]
It's the Brooklyn representative
No artificial intelligence
Just thinking in light, haven't even taken flight yet
I know you feel me, pull out your camcorders
Thousand ounces just bordered, you see your change it's just my hora
Over time, I became a reflection of brains
Cash, Mary Jane, what did I forget to mention
Well, fat blunts since the age of fifteen
Y'all smoke toothpicks, I pick the steak out of my teeth
Bon-Appetit, I'd rather be home sick, then homesick
Plastic cups with Robatussin keep me posted like Big's
Not budging or moving, I can't run it of [?]
Don't blink till you reach the top, keep up with stairs
No competition, f** it I'm just doing this, no dissing
But, my conglomerate's influenced lots of n***as missing
Everything they had, and their f**ing heart and pa**ion
After that it's all old my n***a
[Verse 5: Racks]
Looking at this money make me want to make some more of it
Put me on these tracks and I bet a n***a slaughter it
[?] on some harder sh**, that's because I'm hard as sh**
Presidential holding clips, n***a I ain't sparing of sh**
Racks been on these tracks like a runner on his racing kit
Indiana pacing it, smoking as I lace a hit
Dealing with that stress will make a p**y n***a slit his wrists
Police come and line me up, but f** a pig I never snitch
Cause I be on some gangster sh** like shooting up your mama sh**
Been shooting up but I'm still allowed at they mama crib