[Verse 1: Playboy The Beast]
Yah! These n***as lerds, never heard shit, talkin' 'bout they guns bust
Flawless victory, I'm killin' the competition, untouched
You think I call bluffs, leavin' skulls crushed
You all fucked, n***as pussy like you got your balls tucked (Haha)
I'm all wrapped up in a casket, dressed up in a black tux
Maurice is massive, it's gon' be a massacre if I act up
Like I'm Ike, you Tina Turner, you dyke's about to get slapped up
I'm runnin' circles around you lames, y'all gon' get lapped up
I'm so offensive, leave these sissies pussy hurtin', chat butts
Makin' racks off this rap shit, I don't give a fuck
'Causе you still wack when it comes to the rap skills, man, y'all can't keep up
I'm at thе pinnacle, I've reached that level y'all cannot touch
Fuck religion, fuck a higher power, I don't need no crutch
All gas, no brakes, let's celebrate and fuck a damn clutch
Talkin' 'bout you killers but you pussies talk too damn much
So fuck this rap shit, when you see me, throw them hands up (Bitch!)

[Chorus: Dubbs]
They try to stop my shine but it won't fly
Got 'em mad that they can't find they own grind
But I will not lie down and die
I will rise because I am a fighter
They've been tryna shut me down for a long time
Try to put me in the ground but I won't die
No, I will not lie down and die
I will rise because I am a fighter
[Verse 2: Token]
They've been awkward around me since they heard about me
They love talkin' about me, they hate to learn about me
I see, well, I'm curious kid
'Cause your line betwen thinkin' less of me and jealousy is gettin' blurry a bit
Now it's awful, you have a very worse compassion
Never worked but act like every verse can now taunt me
I trash competitors, I'll wrap your predator
And that won't tend to work like cash registers, they count on me
That's why I come to bring the change
Productive, constructing a bucket list, I'ma just hustle it away
You strugglin' just to get up while I'm up and adjustin' my struggles
I'ma keep pluggin' until nothin' is the same
I be wildin' on all accounts
Whether it's 3,000, we sold it out
The beat's silent, it's only mouth
Or freestyle at the homies house
I hold it down like my opponents with their microphone when I roll around

[Chorus: Dubbs]
They try to stop my shine but it won't fly
Got 'em mad that they can't find they own grind
But I will not lie down and die
I will rise because I am a fighter
They've been tryna shut me down for a long time
Try to put me in the ground but I won't die
No, I will not lie down and die
I will rise because I am a fighter
[Verse 3: Jason Furlong]
Inside the flame is lit
I spit rhymes, tryna make me rich
But as a rapper, I just couldn't even fucking pay my rent
No one listens to my shit, it's not makin' sense
But I'm not takin' it
Personal 'cause no one knows me yet
All haters do is throw me in a cypher and I promise I will flow the best
All I see is haters, claustrophic
I've been feelin' like I am actually enclosed by them
'Cause there's so fucking many
I'd be rich if for every hater, I just had a penny
Gas tank's empty, dare you all to test me
I just don't have anything to lose so it's about to get messy
Who the fuck wants beef with The Beast?
Do you know the rapper seasoned in me?
I'ma season the beat
Then put it on another wrapper and begin to feast
So the competition starts to recognize defeat
I'm gone

[Chorus: Dubbs]
They try to stop my shine but it won't fly
Got 'em mad that they can't find they own grind
But I will not lie down and die
I will rise because I am a fighter
They've been tryna shut me down for a long time
Try to put me in the ground but I won't die
No, I will not lie down and die
I will rise because I am a fighter