The Reavers (ft. Kong and Spiega) - “Beast”
[Produced by DJ Marmaduke]
[Intro: Kong (AKA Kongcrete)]
Dang. You got them motherf**ing beasts out the gate. (Y'all don't even know. Word up). n***a, Kongcrete and Spieg. M-I-C. (Walking right now [?]). Let y'all n***as know. (Wait, wait). Drama keeps coming. (What's coming? What's coming?). Warriors! The beast is coming over! Uh, uh, uh, uh
[Verse 1: Kong (AKA Kongcrete)]
I'm a beast to the third. Told you first. Catch a second
[?] your whole Earth. Watch you carried
In a hearse. I'm the worst thing that happened since birth
Burning in your b**h mouth. b**h, you'll pay in thirst
Lift Glocks, twist tops, hit spots. If not
Swiss chops, sauce, you want to fight? Knuckle up
Smash your stupid a**, crash the dummy. You shouldn't
Buckle up but double up on the bubble. I'm on a dummy
Dead him on his bitox, split his writox. Him and his
Bitoch probably by the corner, tinting linen
Tinted and litox, cape grasp, bake cakes
Takes fast, stash suitcase cash
n***as touring laugh at a n***a serving a**
How could you actually last with the face in the mask?
[Bridge 1: Kong (AKA Kongcrete)]
Kong is a beast. Kong with Spieg. Get your dome for cheese
Nacho cheese. That means it's not your cheese
Glock'll squeeze. Time to breeze [?]
Me and Spieg. Time to bleed. Step out
It's like, “Blao!” Your man is like, “Wow
How you lying on the ground when you live on Monsta Isle?”
Let me show you how
[Verse 2: Kong (AKA Kongcrete)]
Cutthroat, duct tape, upstate
Cut coke, sold plates. Gave you a crate, so don't hope
The boat meets the weight. Smell from papes build in states
Smoke choke hoes and drape. That's how
A Monsta think. Yo, pardon me. I'm slightly bent
[?] his bank down his last
Fifty cent. Mentally roam for rent, smoke bone and think
Who let the motherf**ing beast out the fence?
[Hook: Kong (AKA Kongcrete)] (x2)
Kong's a beast. This is for the k**ers, the feelers
The we-the-realest in any village. This Kong's a beast
[Verse 3: Spiega]
No man among you. Test Kong if you want to
Deep in the jungle, it's a struggle. Feel the hunger on the bubble
See these knuckles sweeping on you. In the streets
It's a hustle for peace. I want a piece. Hunger pain remains
Unleash the beast. I told you, “Watch where you're stepping
Without a weapon protecting.” Your average adolescent got access
To Smith & Wesson. Need a reason for being here lately
Fit for your safety, teaching my babies to give
Buck 50s. Doing 180s, “Back to third clutch, baby”
They'll be burning my gears in the West, in a cooler. Turning
Chasing the tears, I'm facing years. Kiss my a** when you see me
At worst, may give you luck, granting wishes
Then disappear like a genie. I'll let ‘em out—you better duck
[Interlude 1: Kong (AKA Kongcrete)]
Kong's a beast
[Verse 4: Kong (AKA Kongcrete)]
Thou shall not f** with Kong or Spieg, partner
[?] when I pop ya
Four "For You" like Chaka. Kong is the don
Strong on your whole farm. [?]
Go ‘head, trust balance. We need you off-balance
Cross-sounds so stylish, it causes raw tossed salads
Forced to act childish. We lost, off, cross the law smiling
We switched gears, player. You switching cars across Islands
Kong's a beast. Kong's a beast
[Verse 5: Spiega]
No man among you. Test Kong if you want to. Keep it humble
In the jungle, see the struggle d**h becomes. You see these
Knuckles sweeping on you? In the streets, it's a hustle for peace
I want a piece. Hunger pain remains. Unleash the beast
I told you, “Watch where you going when strolling.” Never matters
If you holding. A po-9 is patrolling. Everyone's subject
To swollen, deceasing, resting in peace. Hoping at least
They not around when they unleash the beast. Kong's a beast
Ducking for cover, wonder how you gonna beat him, defeat him. At most
Join him. But, first, you got to feed him. They'll know you need him. Don't start
Reaching. He ain't eaten in weeks [?]
[?] to stop the k**ing king. Kong's a beast