Akrobatik, Mr. Lif - Beast Mode lyrics

If you brought your attitude in the spot
Then GET IT OUT ladies got your hair permed
You 'bout to SWEAT IT OUT
Let's make it worth your dough
Befo' you HEAD IT OUT
Get live, LET IT OUT c'mon and LET IT OUT

Yo, keep the peace while I'm freein the beast
The album set for it's
US and European release
I make you bounce just like
A street hustler seein police
When Akrobatik's in the place
The wack emceein decrease!
(PERCEPTIONISTS) Regulator with some
Shit you'll never hear on no elevator
Creators and devastators
You know we'll never hesitate
To leave you surprised with
That Hip-Hop hybrid
Now open your eyelids, to fly shit!

My pilot like a pirate on the seven seas
Ignite the mic with an unleavened steez
Body of Christ nice, I slice scheiss
That's German for certain
Under shit you oughta be learnin
Jesus, eases, for rockin the sleeveless
Wife beater
I'm the motherfucker light breeder
Send your chest when I whisper fresh
Brother think they def then
You sink to death, take a breath

Make a left at the door if
You ain't ready for the raw
Carnivore, power source that bust
Through armor doors
Like a batterin ram I'm shatterin jams
I'm leapin in the crowd
Like I'm Baccarat Lambo
You slackers in Sambos are
Straight getting handled
By rap's Rambo and Commando
Simply because you can't flow
Maniac material that murder the dance flo'
Enhance shows I guarantee another advance yo

If you brought your attitude in the spot
Then GET IT OUT ladies got yo' hair permed
You 'bout to SWEAT IT OUT
Let's make it worth your dough
Befo' you HEAD IT OUT
Get live, LET IT OUT c'mon and LET IT OUT
Yo, it's the Boston brothers that
Y'all done READ ABOUT
Sucka rappers heard we was
Comin they JETTED OUT
AND whether if you faded or
Peezy or DREADED OUT
Get live, LET IT OUT c'mon and LET IT OUT

I'm a cool little nigga when I flip at night
Like stripe, my mechanical
Might jab her right
Rollin in a tank with center bites
Step in the center bombs
Before I jump in the tron
Soup bowl and beat bro
When you're in a trance I'm in a stance
B-boy, yeah the actual McCoy, just dance
I rep with the sidestep 'til the sky's wet
I'm the one anomaly that
Hasn't been sniped yet

Yo, brothers got an album deal
All for the solo hype
Now we 21st century rap prototypes
Rappers mad at us because they
Don't do they promo right
And all they worry 'bout is who
They look in they photo like
But me and Lif is like Luke Skywalker
Hans Solo like
Pimpin any rap like Magic Juan and Dolomite
Takin over shit like Bush took
Over your voter rights
That's why we all about that
Fuckin check the promoter writes

I let bass go
The shit'll rip off your face though
We're the ones with all the clout
The brothers will say so
So we say go away, you stay
Tell the rest of them rappers to go pray
They're prey use left arm drop bomb
Operation crush planet Earth right palm
Brother there's no tomorrow
We make time hollow
Sorrow, better take notes and just follow

Yo, Akrobatik, Mr lif
Fakts One, hot shit uhh yeah