The beast by The Greastest Lyrics

Nobody notice real lyrics, I guess I gotta punch lines and teach you kids its lunch time, practice when im at this shit, killing bicthes in the back in this, im stacking cash while they after me, and then I grab a machete if they run from me, its like telling a child you shoulnt swear, but he didn't listen, so I grab him with the belt slash his ass, until he listen, these bars are over protected over directed, its like im fighting a zumo wrestler, when his under the bed, crying ahead, since I whoop his ass in the ring, no wonder he doesnt want it to happen to him again, since he a lil baby crying in the room, while half you niggas can't even tell if its the truth, trapped in the zoo, running from animals like you