[00:22.54]I'm a beast with these flows[00:24.61]Two birds, one stoned, you get geese'd when trees rolled[00:26.86]They say I'm evil cause I trained my ego to see gold[00:29.99]Cause he know, seagulls couldn't see these goals, please[00:33.31]It's the return of the Beast Coast[00:35.58]No cash flashed, but the cheese still make teeth show[00:38.04]Incognito, is how you move on the strip[00:40.59]What you tryna be Vito? Well there's rules to this shit[00:43.34]Don't get clapped, y'all ain't real spitters, y'all lips chapped[00:46.10]Better watch it, Mr. Nice Watch, don't risk that[00:48.49]I got a six-pack of bare skill that I spill like that[00:51.65]And everybody know (that shit crack!)[00:54.14]Y'all ****** softspoken, down below choking[00:56.77]The type to drop the soap when you soakin' in front of most men[00:59.55]There's makes sense why you want beef, well this frozen[01:02.14]It's nuts for you screwed in the tool, and can't hold em[01:04.88]Better shoot yourself Plaxico, because I'm next to go[01:07.80]The Progressive flows from New York to New Mexico[01:10.53]My lyrical span is what the fans is demandin'[01:12.91]Step into my box and that's exactly what'chu stand in[01:15.59]Ain't no half steppin' around me[01:18.59]And you gotta drown a fish before you clown me[01:21.19]The young cop killer, I'm that ill, so doc' will ya[01:23.96]Give me two shots for 2Pac killer, *****[01:26.85]Soul searchin' 'til my flows are perfect[01:28.80]I ain't tryna be a slave to grow old from workin'[01:31.95]Sorry Bada$$, you lucky that I peeped it second[01:34.79]Tell them ****** keep it steppin' with they beat selection[01:37.34]Check the melodies, it's so heavenly[01:40.01]That shit 'll get your hipster move with no 7D's[01:43.23]Audi-o***m, can I bust soliloquies?[01:45.50]Got that shit mix and mastered, both remedies[01:48.05]Grab a spoonful, we sturrin' up a pot[01:50.44]And you know we gotta serve it while it's hot[01:52.68]I'm flowin' like a volcano and drippin' verses off the top[01:55.81]Dirty cops still swervin' on the block[01:57.83]Lookin' for black kids, that spittin' up acid[02:00.86]It's in my jeans so don't worry what my pants is[02:04.45]Get with the script, it's that ignorant shit[02:06.68]And they bound to get sick of us quick but I ain't sealin' my lips[02:09.94]It's a shift, I know you feel it man[02:12.49]We blowin' up like a ceiling fan[02:15.15]Droppin' off jewels like Killa Cam's man[02:17.48]When it comes to kickin' verses, I'm Mr. Van Damme[02:20.62]Crushin' strawberries, it's a jam[02:23.11]So throw up both hands if you can[02:25.72]Ironic how I'm killin' this shit , until they bury me[02:28.47]My volume is going in depth with longevity[02:31.34]Stupids