Vin Jay - Beast Unleashed 4 lyrics

Gather 'round, come place your bets
Let me welcome everybody to the main event
The fourth beast unleashed and
We came correct so go and let ya heads bop
Til you break ya neck
I layed to rest the ones who were doubting me
Now I'm all up in your face, fuck boundaries
And Imma haunt their dreams
While they sound asleep
And Imma burn shit down like a pound of keif

Tell em all I been living
Like I'm on death row you can hear it when
I'm talkin' strep throat
Young rapper that turned to a clef note
Pull up for the bag
Then I'm out like presto
They fill em in the gang and I pull payments
Made em a little bank and they gettin anxious
Strangle em in the basement
I'm feelin dangerous


Dangle em with a crane
Give em all a face lift
Get views and views and linguistics
Y'all just rap, I truly do business
Never go broke, I loot recruit's interest
Put on my tunes
Your crew like "who is this?"
Dead broke, but they diamonds drippin'
They wanna flex on the gram
But they drive a Civic
And everybody been tellin me that
The sky's the limit but I been goin up a
Mothafuckin mile a minute just watch
I been committing big news and
I ain't gon' stop
Tell I'm rackin up quick views
And Imma get guap
Every time when they click through
I got it on lock and a fucking jiu jit'su
But rap is a martial artist
It's hard to start
From picking all the bars apart
For smart remarks
It ain't about the foreign cars
Or sparking jars of weed
Or just tryna start beef with the larger star
Y'all got next, I'm a legend right now
I got the throne, where the hell is my crown?
Can't sit still so I'm sellin my couch
Wrist band, if it ain't about
The cheddar I'm out, huh
Y'all claim that I been a little hostile
'Bout to put em in a bit of a debacle
Swoop up your girl then I
Hit her in the tonsils
Man that bitch should be living in a brothel
Rolling heavy, hope you hoes are ready
Pull up at they funeral and blow confetti
Got a loaded semi, turn your bones to jelly
Imma leave em drippin like a broken levy
Bitch I'm ready to hunt again
My stomach is rumbling
I'm at the peak of the summit
I pop em like supplements
So tell em I'm rippin the heat
I don't need me no oven mit's
Wait, I don't live a thug's life
Gotta stay true dog
Ya'll have been the sus type
I been up in the field tho
Threaten like a Bud Light
Please stop spittin
I thought you grippin the gun tight
Y'all just rappers, really bad actors
Only time you kill anybody
Is through laughter
Open up your mouth and the lies come after
Better off tryna be a home town pastor
Take over the game like I'm using cheats
I kill em all doesn't
Really matter who competes
I just rack up a couple milly views a week
Until the bands get heavy like Judas Priest
They hatin' but know what I did is superb
What you make I probably get triple in merch
I take em to hell like they lit up a church
You came for the beef and
Now dinner is served

Now they watchin what I been on
They want me gone
Cuz every time I drop a bomb
It's nonchalant
I do it cuz I'm on the job
I'm like a US pilot from Nagasaki
I be winnin the war
We killin em with cripplin' forces
They hear me comin like
I'm whippin a Porsche and drop bombs
Ain't nobody wanna give me the torch
If they don't wanna let me in
Then Imma kick in the door
Live ya life on your computers bitchin
Imma cop a ghost like I ain't superstitious
In the proof I'm driven is
The coop I'm whippin no limit's
Ain't no wonder why the roof is missin
But I'm beastly, better believe we back
When we knee deep in the green we relax
Sweet dreams when they receive these tracks
Like GG Imma go clean these plaques
So I been a mess
Shit I'm not a bit impressed
Whole day spent just trippin on the internet
Thirty years old
No wonder why they livin' that
Hating on me
Instead of tryna make a bigger check
Still I been a king and they gotta bow to me
Road to a hundred mill, shit sound nutty
I don't wanna talk if it ain't about money
I been laughing to the bank
Like a hundred sound funny
Broke in the game
Bitch you dumb for lettin' me
I been comin with the flavor
Like a public enemy they be lovin when I rap
And they bump the melodies
Ain't a moment that you petty
Little bums offended me
Hello rap game, I'm your new savior
Never really been a debate on who's greater
Rose from the mud, it's been my true nature
They sell out red rocks
When y'all move paper

Really feel like I'm an urban legend
And my vocal chords a fucking murder weapon
Never stressin who my words offended
Til my final breath, I rep my first amendment

Really feel like I'm an urban legend
And my vocal chords a fucking murder weapon
Never stressin who my words offended
Til my final breath, I
Rep my first amendment, little bitch