Joe Beast & The Game (Aftermath) Freestyle

Lyrics

[Intro: DJ Green Lantern, Joe Beast, & The Game] Grand Lantern (Uh-huh), Invasion Aftermath, Joe Beast and The Game, motherfucker [?] Yeah, Joe Beast The Game, Aftermath Whatever she said, well fuck that (Black cat) [Verse 1: The Game] Same OG, standin' on the block, same old heat That's illegal with the red rag on the handel Plus, I handle magnums like the one I [?] In Cleveland, put the whole clip in your cash Ride through your hood in a Shelby, flippin' the stash Where the scenes and the coke, dawg? I'm strippin' your ass Spray "The Math" on the brick wall like, "Fuck y'all label" 'Cause CEO's talk different when they come on the table I rap and get crack, money under the table Workin' on that six-pack, I put a gun on your navel Fuck a funeral, if niggas is dying, I'm in the streets in beef Make the revolver spin like [?] Murder for hire, sold the kid, packed the SR And the green and yellow lambo like breath fog And death ain't fond for you niggas, Aftermath You can burn, 'til then, fuck all of you niggas (Green Lantern) [Chorus: Joe Beast & The Game] Candy-coat, kill your people Never leave home without Desert Eagles' Whatever he said, I packed out Candy-coat, kill your people Never leave home without Desert Eagles' Whatever he said, I packed out And don't come through my hood if you not strapped [Verse 2: Joe Beast] Snotty-nose cats takin' chain with The Math Try to resist, but your brains' on their lap Now you're brainless, gotta sketch the stainless [?] I hit people with the Eagle, [?] [?] Crack kids in my hood, lips like Pookie Dry and white, they be high as a kite Keep comin' back with [?] Joe Beast, sell it to you wet and white, fresh out the [?] Gotta do my thing, name ring Things come back like boomerang It sound like a thunderstorm when the ruger bang, [?] Y'know, bang, bang, bang, [?] to the brain, brain, uh Catch me on the block with cocaine, Joe in the snow, I hustle in the rain Y'all fiends know I don't want no change, so keep steppin', I keeps a weapon Smith & Wesson, each a mid section Beast eat beats, call me Hannibal Lecter I pack can and shoot a cannonball at ya Through your chest-fracture, mess your six-pack up I got a knack that'll hit your back up Hit organs and arteries, mess your throat back up [Post-Chorus: Joe Beast & The Game] You deceased now Rest in peace now, you shoulda got down, now you six feet now You heard what he said, it's like that You deceased now Rest in peace now, you shoulda got down, now you six feet now You heard what he said, it's like that [Verse 3: Joe Beast & The Game] Whatever she said, well fuck that I'm in a Stock Aston Martin, Daffy Duck blackin' I stay strapped, 'specially when the blades is rubbin', 'cause niggas delve in temptation like David Ruffin And we ain't playin', we ain't no kids, man Put the Smith & Wesson to your head, bam Johnny Blaze [?] And I'm puffin' haze 'til my eyes is red, man Signed to Aftermath, but we made Def Jams And y'all niggas ain't spittin' like one of [?] [?] Hustle in the mornin', packin' heat like [?] [Post-Chorus: Joe Beast & The Game] You deceased now Rest in peace now, you shoulda got down, now you six feet now [Chorus] Candy-coat, kill your people Never leave home without Desert Eagles' Whatever he said, I packed out Candy-coat, kill your people Never leave home without Desert Eagles' Whatever he said, I packed out [Outro] Yeah, it's your boy Joe Beast and the evil genius Green Lantern, The Game Aftermath get the last laugh, motherfucker Yeah, exclusive