[Verse 1]
Connectin’
quicker than Jet Li in Lethal Weapon
strippin’ a gun in a split second
to whip an ass so fast it thinks it’s facin’
Bourne Bond Wick that guy from Taken
and the men who trained em
Lately been layin’ dormant viewin’ assorted porn clips
focused fillin’ notebooks full a notes on what I noticed
and I noticed if fists fit in an orifice
so will this and all this other shit on this kids’ Christmas list
Shit tell Stern I got talent I’d like to attempt to perform
pullin’ Hannity’s head out his ass with two tubes of lube and a shoehorn
I’ll walk through a huge storm just to spit in it’s eye
before the weather slows me down I’ll fuckin’ bring down the sky
I ain’t stoppin’ for nothin’ I tried really I tried but nothin’
I keep pumpin’ but someone must a yanked out these brakes or somethin’
‘cause I keep buildin’ speed keep pickin’ up the pace
runnin’ over niggas in the middle of the road who like to play it safe
the Jeff Flakes
YEESH MiX has been asleep but now I’m wide awake
and Dave’s head’s about to burst ‘cause I’m fuckin’ comin’ out his face
Wait forgot to erase my damn mark in The Bible
The Maniacal proven to drive you crazy
and fuck kids heads up like I’m droppin’ babies
A bad influence trust me lady
I corrupt everybody who tries to save me
I’m like an overdue bill better try and pay me
or I’ll knock out your lights for tryin’ a play me
I’m a stay this way don’t try and change me
Last one who did that probably potty trained me
She said I had da gain weight I was a little too skinny
So I ate til I could fit the spirit of BIG in me
and that guy who made me Shimmy Shimmy Ya Shimmy Yam Shimmy Yay
Say the wrong shit an’ I’ll slay you all today
B-K ain’t forever it’s forever and a day
I was born with a crown so I ain’t tryin’ a take away
nothin’ from no one time to lace the boots
do what I do step up in the booth
Oops flew threw the roof
left you in a Lauper loop
Time After Time again and again
wonderin’ why rewind never gets to an end
YEESH it’s the BEAST who popped his leash
tore open the cage and crumpled it
One bite I’ll eat you and everything else I fuckin’ clumped you with
Rip soles off cleats just to just to wrap my knuckles with
So far out the box I’m a stomp you while ya stuck in it
Mxlpct I take a step it quakes
Now I’m causin’ more ripples than hail on a lake
It’s all for the take age can’t stop me
I keep more in the basement than a dozen Rockys
Copy? Can’t copy paper-jam
Better off with orange magic marker tryin’ a fake a spray tan
So fuck all plans and strategies to battle me
assault and battery this the whoop ass cannery
What you call insanity seems in order to me
I keep it sorted that way so it’s easy to see
I like obstacles makes it harder to flee
‘cause to get where I’m at I gotta bring you to me
Where you goin’? Nowhere no fair Metrocard expired
I get around more than piles of recycled tires
Whiners wailin’ in sync like cryin’ choirs
‘cause they’re fadin’ like dyin’ fires
on lighters of coal miners in a cave in
as the flood of dirt from me shiftin’ earth
fills their graves in
Ain’t no savin’ ya’ll from the BEAST


[Interlude]
Best Ever At Slaughterin’ Tracks
YEESH it’s six six six
Number of the BEAST MiX MiX MiX


[Verse 2]
YEESH I’m bringin new Life to this shit like Calvins arrivin’
on hijacked ships returnin’ to District Nine thrivin’
strivin’ on track with Ken Miles drive for that perfect lap
an’ knack for exact precision to race Le Mans placin’ dominoes as they’re tippin’
finishin’ first flickin’ the last one an’ it snappin’ the rack back into standin’ position
I’m just an indie in an industry a dieticians
at thinnin’ out lyrics lookin’ for niches to squish in
since it’s all get in where you fit in like parkin’ spots
’til a tank rolls up an gets squashed by two Death Stars crushin’ blocks
when I tea bag drag both nuts over the lot
That there’s my ball point Get ready to jot
Tryin’ a lip sync mimic these twisters ties tongues double windsored into pretzeled braids of two Twizzlers
triple fisherman knotted loopin’ constrictors wedged between a couple pairs a scissorin’ hedge clippers
to sum it up too tangled stuck to make the cut
Verbal wizard sendin’ Merlin searchin’ with blurred vision for Pearle prescriptions in swirlin’ word blizzards
spiralin’ in a twirl nauseous whirled hurlin’ and can’t stop it
’til earth spins out a green orbital ring of vomit
Now imagine what happens if I dump a shit storm on it Got it?
No warnings goin’ atomic’s my warm up cold startin’ so fuck what you guardin’ I’m here to change the landscape with a blast wave into a glass ashtray
then give you the finger like you asked for ass play
Yank it so fast the prolapse has ya head out exit the back way
(did he just say?) Yup ‘cause I’m deranged pinpointin’ flaws
leavin’ you too stumped to clap or hold applause
sawin’ off hands skinnin’ em an’ makin’ mittens for kittens pause
(Awe) Cats halted in their tracks open mouthed goin’ south
off hand jabs droppin’ Jaws
left laid out raw displayed toothless across sushi boards
notched in cuts to John Williams’ scores
Droppin’ mops might or might not mean I’m wipin’ floors
but either way I’m cleanin’ up more than Bountys collectin’ Beskar on Mandalore an’ I got the bars to serve pours of unlimited boos for yours
along with shots that’ll leave Thor’s head hammered with the lingering hangover
of this Hela grip explodin’ Mjolner Over and Over and Over
jukebox skippin’ Jack White volcanos blowin’
MiX flowin’ magma hot bustin’ out the underground Ragnarok
sippin’ soup La Di Da-in stirrin’ a pot a lava to drop in ya lap Relax
I’m goin’ through hacks quicker than Andromache with an axe
forkin’ the road headed back splittin’ everything in my way in half including the path
while plantin’ trees ta smoke from out a this bag full a seeds of wrath
A few pulls of that got me too high and red eyed to spot reactions to blood splotches
drowned out in a wash of Oh Goshes
gettin’ feet wet goin’ over the top of galoshes
Only thing these ears are hearin’ between em’s
legions of seethin’ demons screamin’ for me to eat emcess to feed em
makin’ this replay crazier hyper speedin’ when the rapid pacin’ g’ listenin’ faces like they can’t make out the taste it’s semen and ya like gotta be drinkin’
to imply bein’ nice enough to apologize twice for repeatin’ my words ya think are two meanin’
still come up shorter than a numbed out feelin’ junkie masturbatin’ midget kneelin’
suddenly to check under the bed for a misplaced backpack stash he was dealin’ ‘cause he just realized his supplier’s at his doorbell ringin’ an he ain’t got a gat so he goes for the window reachin’ to climb acts
unfinished scrapped it to flip a script iller than that filler
in the middle of filmin’ ninety minutes of different ways to kill Ryan Reynolds with a skillet
on a slidin’ horizontal cam callin’ it DEADPAN and the production budgetin’ plan’s
juxin’ you for more than than whoever you jack man
MiX the only graduate of the weapon M-X program
The evolution of fusin’ a mutant with a nuke imp from the fifth dimension an’ a loony toon
about as challenged as Doctor Doom in Romper Room catapultin’ writin’ through clones like Ozymandius on a moon
while stuck in a Q between Dekalb an’ Canal tryin’ to get to Manhattan
for the eternity it takes to generate an’ amass the uh mountain range a lyrics I’m rappin’
suffocatin’ Brooklyn Watchmen fans gaspin’ ‘emselves sealed into a vacuum graspin’ at their own throats reactin’ to jokes landin’ like multiple force chokes grabbed em’
and in terms a critical time necessary to dissect em
all you need’s a couple seconds on level eleven six below limbo in Inception
Got blown out a my last Dreams session cyclin’ through random thots non stop rotatin’ top
Drifted off in O five bumpin’ The Documentary woke up to WAP
still poppin so hard it was mind bogglin’ when shorty knocked the ceilin’ with her noggin’
Been Maniacal more nuts than the ones goblin trolls get smushed slobberin’ Can’t call me a problem ‘cause that implies a solution
if there is it’ll wear a wrist arthritic on Will Hunting working the arithmetic
but he don’t exist so live with it I don’t give a shit
nothin’s free not even dyin’ that feeds earnings of C-S-V
Yeah you’ll be rollin’ O-F-L ya A-Os emptyin’ A-holes checkin’ that quote
while I keep reworkin’ words in my notes ’til they read like what dead goats ghost wrote
so I can get to writin’ a closin’ verse with four letter words so vile and evil
the church holds live rehearsals in preparation a cursin’ my hearse
but they can amend their names to Steven’ screamin’ Amen till the end of it all believin’ it
in the meantime I’ll be leavin’ em grievances too odd for anyone to ever get even with
HOLY FUCK SHIT HOLE UP It’s farkakte
forgot ta butter up the butt plugs for their buggerin’s
‘cause the phone buzzin’ keeps buggin’ me
Hey Siri send a text that says Quit it bitch I’m in the middle a
tryin’ a get in a Guinness like a genie I mean a
gas rag in a twenty-two ounce bottle a malt over a pack a peers
appearin’ with a throw across a field like a flamin’ arrow out a bow from out a nowhere
to get in as an admitted misfit prick that’ll rip apart a WASP
like Scott Lang bangin’ balls deep poppin’ a blue Pym particle disc
with a pull out sicker than the leftover exploded torso an vaj’ after
goin Oh no that wasn’t Viagra
If you think that’s nasty don’t get me antsy end up dragged raggedy
like Anne and Andy on a cross country trip in the wheel well of a Camry
burned in a remote field ‘cause it links back to a murdered family
a Kens an’ Karens who got face masks carved off em for coughin’ at me
in thinner slivers than corn tortillas to deliver anyone frontin’
more raps than order buttons Grubhubbin’ but what I’m leavin’s Seamless never endin’
make a left turn at the next intersection directions if you miss the exit an’ get caught in a loop that keeps leadin’ to a swift kick
ta da
wrecked em