B.o.B - Beast Mode lyrics

I really don't know how long
I been doing this shit
I guess 2010's the first year
That you gave a shit
I was the underdog, so please
Excuse me a bit
I need some space so someone please
Make me some room in this bitch
'Cause, I’m in beast mode, feast mode
Gimme those beats, I eat those
All day I don’t sleep, no
I don’t even know what I got sheets for
Them pillowcases and bed frames
Oh no, take that, don’t need those
So high I don’t get high
I don’t even know what I got weed for
People, I’m in beast mode
Why’d you think I got these teeth for?
Why do I rep that east side and
Why do they all call me BO? But see
I knew this beat before anybody fed my ego


Back in the hood at east shows
So we take hood wherever we go please know
I am as loyal as loyalty is when it’s gave
Dedicated, determined, dependable
Yes, I committed myself to the game
Don’t be letting them tell you them lies
We make the industry real when it’s fake
So stay meditating so your head is facing
Into the direction that you aim, bitch
Okay then, know what my name is
Excuse my language but I’m fed
Up with the same shit
They say they love me, but
It's really 'cause I’m famous, see
My momma told me this back
When I was nameless
So fuck y’all, I’m shameless
I’m a beast unleashed, i’m raging
I’m living inside of this Matrix
This video game that I’m playing
I ride around and they praise me
I crack a smile and they waving
I guess you could call me David Ruffin
I’m circled in the temptations, huh
Or maybe I’m angry
Maybe I just need a little more patience
Or maybe I’m crazy
Maybe I just get a little too anxious
Sometimes I rhyme like I’m
Inside Einstein's mind
Look at the time fly by
Plenty of times I died
Looking at these jive guys claiming
They lost they mind
You ain't really seen shit, nigga
Till you had the whole
World flipped upside down
Right side up from the DEC
So the Eastside’s up fired up so you know
When I get to the booth I go ham
Cause I gotta do what I can
So I’m like "kadoish, kadoish, kadoish
Adonai Tsebayoth" I chant
I’m kinda like a blur with these words
Guess I'm more absurd with these verbs
Running at a hundred kilometers, man
Pretty soon I’ma leave Earth
Earthlings, or whatever, human beings
I’m a beast, you're a feast, curly fries
Onion rings this is not a fucking game
Ain't no referee’s involved
This is military combat soldiers standing
Guard round my yard
Entourage, ham squad to be exact
Smoking ham, smacking back
Take your girl, have her back
We don’t want her round my team
She’s a slut and she’s a freak
But, you don’t know cause she’s discreet
I swear I see everything that's a bit
Man I’m fed up to my neck with the stress
I could use a wish Hayley, where you at?
I guess the only exception to these
Girls is that I rap but, I only attack
'Cause, I’m in beast mode, just beast mode
Everybody know that I’m
A motherfucking monster
Monster energy Drink shoulda been my sponsor
But sometimes I wonder
What is this race I run for
I give a fuck about numbers so
I do find it ironic
These niggas get mad at me
Talking all sideways with they eyes glazed
They mad cause I’m straight
What the mind sees, the eyes say
And they say that I went pop and
The streets say I ain't hip hop
Well if it's not, then the shit stop