The fellas made serious noise in September 2011 with their explosive first single “Work Hustle Kill”, experiencing a tidal wave of fan-response-videos and demand for more music. So back into the studio they went, recording more gut-busting (literally), fist-pumping, powerhouse anthems.
When asked about the inspiration behind creating this EP, Rob says, "There are parts of songs I like when I'm working out, so I wanted to make full length songs that were nothing but parts of songs I'd want to work out to." Charley adds, "Basically, we wanted to make high energy music that would motivate people to do better and be better."
Beast
Rob Bailey and The Hustle Standard Lyrics
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I wake up and chase my dreams
I won't regret when the sun sets
Cause I live my life like I'm a beast
I'm a mothafucking beast
Ayo back to make you run around the game like its a fire
I spit acid bitch like I got cyanide in my saliva
While I beat you in your head until you tire
(I'm a motherfucking beast)
See the way we got my niggas is open
I'm doing it again
Got a nigga wilding like he in a bull pen
Look at me wishing holiday hopin'
Go down with the menace and I stop and I won't finish
But I'll drop and I put skill in it, hotter than a skillet
Pinkie fuck them with the guard, the gun is at your head
Every single time you niggas see me, step beside the door
Killing everything with a thousand gorillas, my homi's so
I suggest you bow to let your chick eat my salami slow
Cry like a niggas in the hood with that tsunami flow
Get back homie before you get snapped
Even got a bitch strapped in the club with a snub nose
While I make them black with a banging and then crack
Niggas in the head and back, everybody, 'til the club close
Haters I see you sitting over there
That's why you see me blacking everywhere
I'ma motherfucking beast
I'ma, I'ma fuckin' beast
I'ma mothafuckin' beast
Fuckin mothafuckin beast
I'ma motherfuckin' beast (you don't want problems)
I'ma motherfuckin' beast (you don't want problems with me)
I'ma motherfuckin' beast (you don't want problems)
I'ma motherfuckin' beast (you don't want problems with me)
I'm a motherfucking beast right
Homie welcome to the east side, where killers reside
We playing war games, please hide
Ain't no signs of peace, so fuck a peace sign we ride
Bust shots from a car seat
My nigga hang you 'til your neck is broke
Choke with you with a Stethoscope
That's how I kill a motherfucker in a heartbeat on a dark street
(I'm a motherfucking beast)
I'm a motherfucking beast right
Keep it three, Five, Seven, in a Levis
When the beam fries, house game could be used as the disguise
Look in these eyes, blast, then you gonna see when the heat fly
Yo, is it we dumb or is it the city we from
Got us killing each other over these bread crumbs
You fuck with me it's gonna be Area 1-51
This murder rap is red rum
I done seen that nigga help you with a pistol
Pull a gunmen out the window of a rental situation, detrimental
Little kids are getting caught up in the middle, and they killed, it's accidental
That's why I'm keeping a pistol, matter of fact capture my enemy
Kidnap or slap him in the back of the Infinity
Bandanas to mask the identity, start scratching like Charles Manson
Or, fight back, attack me with energy, fight back will add to your injury
When I write raps you have to have a Bachelors in Chemistry
Or a Masters in Math to be in the actual vicinity
To pass me up mentally, to match my agility
From Aspen to Italy, I have the ability to send your ass to the trinity
Like death when it's after the Kennedy's
I'ma motherfucking beast
I'ma, I'ma fuckin' beast
I'ma mothafuckin' beast
Fuckin mothafuckin beast
I'ma motherfuckin' beast (you don't want problems)
I'ma motherfuckin' beast (you don't want problems with me)
I'ma motherfuckin' beast (you don't want problems)
I'ma motherfuckin' beast (you don't want problems with me)
I don't know how I'm still hungry
But they don't know how the IRS hung me
What do you do when they take all of your money
Get gram like gumby come back like a bungee
All of my grief it is making me unleash
On a bum all my opponents will cease
So I'm yelling to the north, and the south, and the west and the east
I'm motherfukin' beast
When you don't have nothing
Only have the way that you go its still mad tough
And the crowd stuff, the lab book, and notes with the bad luck
And the flash up with the cash stuffed up in the bag
And you gotta get it no matter what
Don't give that money to put enough in your gut
I gotta be the killer because I'ma stunt leave us in the dust
The ruthless, killed my mother
Something really stupid, feel my brothers
And I'm beginning to treat my ill like others
With real life smothers, I feel like thuggers
So bang, try to my way up in the gang, with the pain I write this
I came to ice ya, a ring to nice ya
She hanging knifeless, I'm stranger, hey bitch I aim when I spit
For the winning I'm gonna increase
The pressure when I'm having no peace, feel me
Because I gotta eat, I won't let the demons release, kill me
Son of a feast your gonna need a bishop of the priest
I am that monster coming to get you to say the least
I'ma motherfucking beast
I'ma, I'ma fuckin' beast
I'ma mothafuckin' beast
Fuckin mothafuckin beast
I'ma motherfuckin' beast (you don't want problems)
I'ma motherfuckin' beast (you don't want problems with me)
I'ma motherfuckin' beast (you don't want problems)
I'ma motherfuckin' beast (you don't want problems with me)
The lyrics of “Beast” by Rob Bailey and The Hustle Standard are a powerful representation of the struggle and willpower of individuals to chase their dreams and live life to the fullest, regardless of the challenges they face. The song speaks of chasing ambitions relentlessly without any regrets or fears, with a determination to succeed, even in the face of adversity. The lyricist also portrays himself as a “motherfucking beast,” indicating his self-belief and confidence in taking on anything that comes his way. The verses in the song talk about the harsh realities of street life, starting from drug deals, gang violence, and bloodshed, leading to a path of death and destruction.
The song tries to capture the desperation of individuals to come out of that cycle and be successful in life, symbolizing the hunger they feel when they have nothing. Whether it's through music, business, or any other avenue that presents itself, the artist urges listeners to chase their dreams unwaveringly, always with a mindset to overcome all obstacles they face.
Line by Line Meaning
When the sun rises
Every morning, when a new day begins
I wake up and chase my dreams
I am determined to pursue my goals and aspirations
I won't regret when the sun sets
I will not feel remorseful when the day comes to an end
Cause I live my life like I'm a beast
I live my life with fierce determination and strength
I'm a mothafucking beast
I am a powerful, unstoppable force
Ayo back to make you run around the game like its a fire
I return to dominate the music industry, creating a frenzy similar to a blazing fire
I spit acid bitch like I got cyanide in my saliva
My lyrics are powerful and venomous, capable of causing harm like a deadly poison
Watch me wet and heat shit up like I'm a washer and a dryer
Witness my ability to impress and elevate the atmosphere with my talents, comparable to a washer and dryer's ability to clean and dry
While I beat you in your head until you tire
I will constantly challenge and push you to your limits
(I'm a motherfucking beast)
(I am an unstoppable force to be reckoned with)
See the way we got my niggas is open
Observe the way my close friends and allies are receptive and supportive of my actions
I'm doing it again
I am once again embarking on a new venture or project
Got a nigga wilding like he in a bull pen
I have someone in a frenzy, as if they were in a confined, high-stress environment like a bull pen
Look at me wishing holiday hopin'
Witness my desire and determination to achieve success and fulfillment
Go down with the menace and I stop and I won't finish
I will confront any challenge or threat head-on, refusing to back down until it is resolved
But I'll drop and I put skill in it, hotter than a skillet
I will release new material and infuse it with my unique talents, making it incredibly impressive and captivating
Pinkie fuck them with the guard, the gun is at your head
I will defy and prevail over those who oppose me, wielding power and control over them
Every single time you niggas see me, step beside the door
Whenever you encounter me, you will feel a sense of intimidation and fear
Killing everything with a thousand gorillas, my homi's so
I excel at overpowering and dominating every aspect of my profession, supported by a strong and loyal group of friends
I suggest you bow to let your chick eat my salami slow
I recommend that you submit and let your partner explore the pleasures of my company at a leisurely pace
Cry like a niggas in the hood with that tsunami flow
Cause devastation and emotional distress comparable to the destruction caused by a tsunami in the neighborhood
Get back homie before you get snapped
Retreat, my friend, before you face the consequences of your actions
Even got a bitch strapped in the club with a snub nose
I have a female companion armed and prepared for any potential conflicts in the club
While I make them black with a banging and then crack
I will cause harm and overpower my opponents with forceful actions and impactful blows
Niggas in the head and back, everybody, 'til the club close
I will strike my adversaries in vulnerable areas, targeting both their physical and emotional well-being until the night ends
Haters I see you sitting over there
I am aware of the presence of those who dislike and oppose me
That's why you see me blacking everywhere
I am assertively expressing myself and proving my worth in various situations
Homie welcome to the east side, where killers reside
Welcome to the dangerous and ruthless part of town, populated by individuals who are capable of violence
We playing war games, please hide
We are engaging in intense and potentially harmful activities, so it's best to find shelter
Ain't no signs of peace, so fuck a peace sign we ride
There is no indication or possibility of tranquility, so we will reject any symbols of peace and instead engage in aggressive actions
Bust shots from a car seat
We will fire bullets from a vehicle seat, indicating our readiness for violence
My nigga hang you 'til your neck is broke
My close associate will execute a violent act, resulting in a broken neck
Choke with you with a Stethoscope
Strangle and suffocate you using a medical instrument called a stethoscope
That's how I kill a motherfucker in a heartbeat on a dark street
This is my method of swiftly and efficiently eliminating someone in a dangerous and concealed location
(I'm a motherfucking beast)
(I possess an incredible amount of strength and ferocity)
Keep it three, Five, Seven, in a Levis
I carry and conceal a firearm with a caliber of .357 in my Levi's jeans
When the beam fries, house game could be used as the disguise
The intense light emitted by my weapon would cause chaos, allowing me to hide or blend in with the confusion
Look in these eyes, blast, then you gonna see when the heat fly
Look deeply into my eyes, then witness the repercussions when the gunfire is unleashed
Yo, is it we dumb or is it the city we from
Are we lacking intelligence, or is it the environment we were raised in that influenced us?
Got us killing each other over these bread crumbs
We are murdering one another for minimal rewards and resources
You fuck with me it's gonna be Area 1-51
If you provoke me, the situation will escalate to a level comparable to the secretive and infamous Area 51
This murder rap is red rum
My music revolves around themes of murder, playing on the phrase 'red rum' which is 'murder' spelled backwards
I done seen that nigga help you with a pistol
I have witnessed someone assisting you with a handgun
Pull a gunmen out the window of a rental situation, detrimental
I have observed a person pulling a shooter from a rental vehicle, indicating a dangerous and harmful circumstance
Little kids are getting caught up in the middle, and they killed, it's accidental
Innocent children are becoming involved in the midst of violence, resulting in accidental deaths
That's why I'm keeping a pistol, matter of fact capture my enemy
This is the reason why I carry a firearm, to protect myself and capture those who oppose me
Kidnap or slap him in the back of the Infinity
I will either abduct or physically assault my adversary in the rear of the Infinity vehicle
Bandanas to mask the identity, start scratching like Charles Manson
I will use bandanas to hide and obscure my identity, adopting a menacing demeanor similar to Charles Manson
Or, fight back, attack me with energy, fight back will add to your injury
Alternatively, if you choose to resist and confront me with force, your retaliation will only worsen your situation
When I write raps you have to have a Bachelors in Chemistry
My lyrics are complex and require a deep understanding and knowledge, similar to having a Bachelor's degree in Chemistry
Or a Masters in Math to be in the actual vicinity
Even higher expertise and education, like having a Master's degree in Mathematics, is necessary to comprehend and appreciate my skills in this field
To pass me up mentally, to match my agility
You need to surpass me intellectually and possess the same level of agility and adaptability as me
From Aspen to Italy, I have the ability to send your ass to the trinity
Whether I am in Aspen or Italy, I possess the capability to defeat and harm you to the point of facing spiritual judgment
Like death when it's after the Kennedy's
My impact and consequences are comparable to the tragedy that followed the Kennedy family
I don't know how I'm still hungry
I am unsure of how I maintain my ambition and desire for success
But they don't know how the IRS hung me
But people are unaware of the financial burdens imposed on me by the Internal Revenue Service
What do you do when they take all of your money
How do you respond when your entire fortune is seized?
Get gram like gumby come back like a bungee
I bounce back and regain my financial stability swiftly, similar to a bungee cord rebounding
All of my grief it is making me unleash
All of the pain and sorrow within me is driving me to release my emotions and express myself
On a bum all my opponents will cease
I will overcome and overpower all those who oppose me, rendering them powerless
So I'm yelling to the north, and the south, and the west and the east
I am proclaiming my dominance and superiority in all directions, covering every corner of the world
I'm motherfukin' beast
I am an extraordinary and formidable force
When you don't have nothing
When you have absolutely nothing
Only have the way that you go its still mad tough
But despite having limited resources, the path you choose is still extremely challenging
And the crowd stuff, the lab book, and notes with the bad luck
And the audience's expectations, the experimentation in my creative process, and the unfortunate setbacks encountered
And the flash up with the cash stuffed up in the bag
And the sudden and impressive displays of wealth, with money tightly packed in bags
And you gotta get it no matter what
And the determination to acquire wealth, regardless of the obstacles or sacrifices involved
Don't give that money to put enough in your gut
Don't waste that money on excessive consumption, prioritize using it to fulfill your basic needs
I gotta be the killer because I'ma stunt leave us in the dust
I have to adopt a ruthless and aggressive mentality to achieve success and leave others behind in my pursuit
The ruthless, killed my mother
The cruel nature of the world resulted in the death of my mother
Something really stupid, feel my brothers
An unfortunate and senseless act caused my brothers to experience deep pain and sorrow
And I'm beginning to treat my ill like others
As a result, I am developing a callous and indifferent attitude towards my own hardship and suffering
With real life smothers, I feel like thuggers
The suffocation and suppression of my genuine emotions makes me feel like a criminal
So bang, try to my way up in the gang, with the pain I write this
I aggressively strive to establish my presence and rise within my industry, channeling my pain and struggles into my art
I came to ice ya, a ring to nice ya
I arrived to intimidate and overpower you, using a championship ring as a representation of my dominance
She hanging knifeless, I'm stranger, hey bitch I aim when I spit
She is defenseless, while I remain enigmatic and unpredictable, warning my adversaries that I strike with precision when I deliver my lyrics
For the winning I'm gonna increase
I am determined to achieve victory and success, continuously pushing myself to higher levels
The pressure when I'm having no peace, feel me
I thrive under the pressure and chaos, finding strength and motivation in the absence of peace
Because I gotta eat, I won't let the demons release, kill me
I am driven by the need to survive and provide for myself, refusing to let my inner demons consume and destroy me
Son of a feast your gonna need a bishop of the priest
I am a powerful and formidable force, requiring the intervention of higher religious figures to combat me
I am that monster coming to get you to say the least
I am the monstrous entity that will pursue and capture you, to put it mildly
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management, WONDERLOUS MUSIC
Written by: AARON DONTEZ YATES, CHARLES LAWRENCE CARIPIDES, DOMINICK WICKLIFFE, KHALIL ABDUL-RAHMAN, ROBERT BRANDON BAILEY, TREVOR SMITH
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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Rob Bailey & The Hustle Standard
- Intro (Hustle)
When the sun rises,
I wake up and chase my dreams.
I won't regret when the sun sets,
Cuz I live my life like I'm a Beast.
- Chorus (Bailey)
I'm a motherfuckin' beast (x5)
- Verse 1 (Hustle)
When the sun rises,
I wake up and chase my dreams.
I won't regret when the sun sets,
Cause I live my life like I'm a Beast.
- PreChorus (Bailey)
I control my breath, keep my body ready.
Focus on the finish, and keep my head steady.
Breathe in (~breathe), Breathe out (~breathe).
Breathe in (~breathe), Watch out.
- Chorus (Bailey)
I'm a motherfuckin' Beast! (x5)
Imma Imma Imma Beast.
- Chorus Background A (Bailey Yelling)
Do you know what fear does? Fear eats you alive
I have no fear in me. It has no hold on me
- Chorus Background B (Bailey yelling)
You don't want problems
You don't want problems with me
You don't want problems
You don't want problems with me
- Verse 2 (Hustle)
Picture me climbin'
Tooth and nail, til I'm at the top.
Jump without a net (do it), never break a sweat,
Cause I live my life like it's all I got.
- PreChorus (Bailey)
I'll never flinch, I'll never close my eyes.
Have you ever seen a Beast, sh-show fear before he dies.
All day, all night,
Building, my life.
- Chorus (Bailey)
Imma Imma motherfuckin' Beast!
Imma Imma fuckin' Beast.
Imma motherfuckin' Beast.
Fuckin I'm the fuckin' Beast.
Imma motherfuckin' Beast. (you don't want problems)
Imma motherfuckin' Beast. (you don't want problems with me)
Imma motherfuckin' Beast. (you don't want problems)
Imma motherfuckin' Beast. (you don't want problems with me)
- Da Capo
I'm the definition of unstoppable (x3)
Im unstoppa stoppa stoppa stoppa stoppa..
Imma motherfuckin' Beast.
Imma motherfuckin' Beast.
Imma, Imma a Beast, Beast, Beast
Imma motherfuckin' Beast.
Imma Beast fuckin Beast.
(You don't want problems)B,b,b,b,beast
(You don't want problems with me..) B,b,b,b,beast
(You don't want problems)B,b,b,b,beast
(You don't want problems with me..) B,b,b,b,beast
(You don't want problems)B,b,b,b,beast
(You don't want problems with me..) B,b,b,b,beast
(You don't want problems)B,b,b,b,beast
(You don't want problems with me..) B,b,b,b,beast
Focus on the finish (x4)
All, all day
Focus on the finish (all, all day)
Focus on the finish (all, all day)
Focus on the finish, finish, like its all I got
Like its all I got (x4)
@fistinyourface7053
I played it to my lizard...Now i have a fucking dragon.
@Montex101
+FistInYourFace Mine started spitting fire and burned my house down.
@mchandh
+FistInYourFace Made my day lol
@jenvandrak
+INACTIVE Chaos - Starting again in January exactly.
@fistinyourface7053
HollywoodKendrick
Obviously didn't see how to train your dragon series :D
@arthurgopak
+FistInYourFace I had a good laugh at this. Thanks, mate, and take care!
@TakamuraTV
10 years later still feeling like a BEAST. Thanks for this crazy good song!
@inspiredlife7911
Dude, So happy for you guys that this song made it into the "SouthPaw" movie. That's badass!
@ItachiUchiha_1724
Till they fucked up the whole song
@TheSoftBoxCinema
@@ItachiUchiha_1724 Imma pretend you didnt say that </3 Crook, Tech and Busta did it justice.