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You’re a BEAST?

“You’re no beast, You’re a fraud, NOT A BEAST SO KNOCK IT OFF”

-Repeat it with me-

*In order to truly enjoy this post you must have a copy of: “I’m a Beast”, Instrumental or something similar. I do not, so as always I had to ignore the person babbling on the original in order to truly appreciate the beat in question.

 

Deep breathe, –RELAX-, Don’t get nervous…

“You’re no beast, You’re a fraud, NOT A BEAST SO KNOCK IT OFF”

-Repeat it with me-

Sit down and check ya kernel knowledge box, data download speeds exceed, zoom…eyemindflobox in max overload, me top speed won’t stop, try ta challenge me, Wayne Speak, I’ll Stop:

10,000 Paper-Free & You couldn’t read from the top?  Chi’ pleeze, public service is me telling you to

Ya get that? Enough Wayne, your done.

“You’re no beast, You’re a fraud, NOT A BEAST SO KNOCK IT OFF”

-Repeat it with me-

-Pause Instrumental-

Pictures in Places people, FOCUS:

 

Did you hear the words in the background? If not, go back and listen again…

 

-AHEM-

-Resume Instrumental-

“You’re no beast, You’re a fraud, NOT A BEAST SO KNOCK IT OFF”

-Repeat it with me-

“Dear Mr. Carter,

The reason for this letter is to inform you that, Who’s Saying This himself, who is I, who is me, who is this guy with a dream. We, he & I, and me have a concern that needs your most urgent attention. The collective which is one person, with a multitude of talent and from the looks of it F/\r 2 Intellectual, smooth, suave, and if you wanna know..ahem..see ^ line lil… I Hunt Beast, the season is just around the corner and well, it’s come to the attention of Who’s Saying This? that you’re this year’s Top Prize.

I’m sure that you’re well aware of the spectacle that you and a few other artists’ are responsible for over the past couple of years. Need I remind you of such tracks as: Lollipop, A Millie. While they may have had a “catchy appeal”, they also gave the false impression that auto tune, recycled words, and poor effort were acceptable.

Sir this letter here today is to inform you that your lyrics are on watch. Please do not disregard this letter Mr. Carter, should you choose to, I, who am Who’s Saying This will have no other choice but lyrically reprimand you in public.

“2 more inches, I’da been in that coffin”, sound familiar?

Beast lined up, in my sites and wait for it…shhh..wait for it…Breathe, Squeeze Trigger, and Pull…

The image proves my aim’s PRETTY DAMN GOOD!

Lands Foreign & Domestic I stay CERTIFIED…Not a threat, just a friendly caution ‘fore you try, wipe ya tear son, get that look out ya eye..

It reads…Friends ON [OFF]..Don’t deny…either you or your music is a lie, hmm…BEAST… so good, could be both. The difference between relating your real life experiences with your fans and being called out as nothing more than just a person who just so happens to be very talented with words, is not “two inches” as you suggest on one of your tracks. Nor should you continue to suggest that your “aim” is on point. From what the evidence suggests, your aim, Mr. Carter is nowhere near the level that you suggest…Sir..As it stands now, if you were even remotely near as accurate as you say…you wouldn’t be here right now..Would you?

“You’re no beast, You’re a fraud, NOT A BEAST SO KNOCK IT OFF”

-Repeat it with me-

See what I mean, it’s not my fault, I blame the music, YOUR MUSIC, for making me do this to you. My man, really…No, REALLY? The sauce put it down. LOL, I FUNNY FACE U. HA HA HA Wayne…You just got punked, need no Ashton…Who’s Saying This..?….Me…Yep, and until it happens, I’ll keep pushing and chasing…I’m coming young boi, Ching…hit the register bitch…fuck the bullshit, unlike everyone else I’m not afraid to throw the flag at you, not wave at you,  young boi..you slipped up and let a known stranger step in the ring and UFC fight night, knife cut-throat, Kimbo Slice

the fuck out..40 Bars of service and  I’ll be thru with you, out with the trash on Tuesdays…Can’t get it when you read it, play beat and and find some rhythm…Still a bit confused? Just listen to Wizzy:

“You’re no beast, You’re a fraud, NOT A BEAST SO KNOCK IT OFF”

YOU KNOW THAT!!

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