450, Weekday - Beast Mode

I know for hunt, I scope my gun, for coast to ground, I do it for fun
Beat it till the drum got done, addicted to badness like opium
Don't worry for ton, I have just begun
My flow so hot, burn it, burn the sun
Them can't keep up, so try sit down, cause
None of them no competent, you come for test, you're bound for death
Now fuck yourself, my flow so hot, mind your speaker melt
My boss said, oops, a accidental
I choke a spike force, my force my knife, you know you wanna tripe
I blood me like, I run the night
I write, I write, now fuck yourself and renew your size, cause
Power the enemy, one by one, dem a deal with the enemy
I said, wassup