Fucking Beast - Zebra Katz

Yeah, yeah, he’s a f- beast

Yeah, yeah, he’s a f- beast

Yeah, yeah, he’s a f- beast

Yeah, yeah, he’s a f- beast

I don’t gotta scream

Because they listening

Back to the middle

Where the verse begin

I don’t gotta scream

‘Cause they listening

Back to the middle

Where the verse begin

Yo, I got it in the bag

Hoe, I got it in the bag

The bag

The bag

The bag

The bag

No, no shit

Overflow, shit

They don’t get it

Ok, they don’t get this

They don’t get this

They don’t get us

They don’t get us

Yeah, yeah, he’s a f- beast

Yeah, yeah, he’s a f- beast

Yeah, yeah, he’s a f- beast

Yeah, yeah, he’s a f- beast

I’m the unfound

I’m the mint shit

Mad to the bone

I’m gonna get it

Get it…

I’m searching for you

In the matrix

I’m looking for you

Use some of my tricks

Do you like it rough

Gonna make it tough

‘Bout to kick it with your muscle

With your muzzle off

Yeah, yeah, he’s a f- beast

Yeah, yeah, he’s a f- beast

Yeah, yeah, he’s a f- beast

Yeah, yeah, he’s a f- beast

2000 characters on these f- pages

The number cover just can’t take it

Take it…

make ‘em loose longer

drink a little water

Just let me eat

Yeah

Just just let me eat

Get a hit

Get a hit

Get a hit

Get a hit

Yeah, yeah

Get a hit

Yeah, yeah

Get a hit

Yeah, yeah, he’s a f- beast

Yeah, yeah, he’s a f- beast

Yeah, yeah, he’s a f- beast

Yeah, yeah, he’s a beast a beast

Yeah, yeah, he’s a f- beast