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Beast Mode Lyrics - Ludaversal - Ludacris

Uh, mic check 1-2 (Go get 'em) 

Listen close, nigga, yeah 

 

Uh, if rappers want it, they can get it 

Flow tighter than four fat bitches sittin' in a Civic 

My flows are unimaginable, Hannibal Lecter shit 

Eatin' emcees for breakfast, bitch 

Since I was born to touch the mic 

The first time it's been a problem 

Your life was a mistake 

Your pops should've wore a condom 

You niggas think you hard 

I think you better come harder (Go hard) 

I leave rappers confused like will.i.am barber 

Ah, fuckin' with Luda's not a great look 

A verse'll make your fans unfriend you on Facebook 

Click, my styles are goin' into labor 

So if stars won a war, I made daddy like Darth Vader 

And since I'm always high, it's kind of hard to overlook me 

For over a hundred stacks, it's kind of hard to overbook me 

And a whole 'nother house for my cars is on my checklist 

Cause to fit 'em in one garage is like a nigga playin' Tetris 

But they say patience is a virtue 

Cause I got your bitch stayin' out way past her curfew 

Guess I was a thief that got away with these words 

Slangin' chickens out my whip like I been playin' Angry Birds 

In a black Rolls Royce, Dark Knight like Batman 

Everywhere you turn, the Ghost follows like Pac-Man 

And I sleep with the John Dillinger 

And always keep an eye half-open like Forest Whitaker 

No, you boys ain't ready for combat 

Be more worried if I renew my Def Jam contract 

What path is he on? Opponents, I laugh and be gone 

They handin' in the towels like they work in Bed, Bath & Beyond 

But in the midst of all the melee 

Y'all niggas just bitches with dicks like Sheneneh 

Your rap styles are phony, your lines are just dead 

And I be on them lines like a nigga just played 

Guess I'm tryin' to say I'm advanced, you intermediate 

You wouldn't know the real me if your bitch Wikipedia'd it 

Just know that I never tried to be hard 

Probably cause Mr. Glock 40's my security guard 

You'll get chopped like judo 

Gangs in my hood make you reverse 

And change your color like the block's playin' Uno 

And, yes, some of my friends is still sellin' them drugs 

But I just say they Weight Watchers like Jennifer Hud 

They show me love 

That's why I'll always stay reppin' until the death of me 

Rappers talk shit, but ain't nobody ever stepped to me 

I hereby command all my fans' to inject it 

Overdose on Red Bull in your veins if you ever slept on me 

Yeah, my mind is sharper than a guillotine 

All the knives extended from the knuckles of Wolverine 

Not a X-Man, but, man, I got that X 

I'm on my hardest, switch labels, but I still get a cheque 

The more albums they sell, the more we all win 

And I can be seen in thirty rocks like Alec Baldwin 

Or watchin' CBS in a Cadillac DTS 

I plan to reach the world, man, your plan is MetroPCS 

I changed my music up cause I was gettin' bored 

You may not like the way I shoot, but my points go on the board 

My name still engrained and these books will be the outcome 

And this one verse is harder than a lot of niggas' albums 

 

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Peace, fuck out of here, rewind that shit 

Ha-ha-ha, Luda, ain't shit changed 

 

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