The Beast Lyrics - The Score - The Fugees

Warn the town the beast is loose 

Conflicts with night sticks 

Illegal sales districts 

Hand-picked lunatics, keep poli-TRICK-cians rich 

Heretics push narcotics amidst its risks and frisks 

Cool cliques throw bricks but seldom hit targets 

Private-DIC sell hits, like porno-flicks do chicks 

The 666 cut W.I.C. like Newt Gingrich SUCKS DICK 

Meanwhile the government brings Star Wars from Glocks to glockers 

C.O.P. has an APB out on Chewbacca 

Mista Mayor, can I say something in yo honor 

Yesterday in Central Park they got the Jogger 

Okay, okay 

Let's get the confusion straight in ghetto Gotham 

The man behind the mask you thought was Batman is Bill Clinton 

Who soon retire, the roof is on fire 

Connie Chung brung the bomb as it comes from Oklahoma 

Things are getting serious, Kuumbaya 

On a mountain Satan offered me, Manhattan help me Jah Jah 

You can't search me without probable cause 

Or that proper ammunition they call reasonable suspicion 

Listen I bring friction to your whole jurisdiction 

You planted seeds in my seat when I wasn't lookin 

Now you ask me for my license registration 

"WHERE THE FUCK" do I work 

"WHAT THE FUCK" is my occupation 

Well I'm an MC, I'm down with the Fugees 

Mother Mary caught a flashback like Rodney now the cops got Lolly 

The subconscious psychology that you use against me 

If I lose control will send me to the penitentiary 

Such as Alcatraz, or shot up like al Hajj Malik Shabazz 

High class get bypassed while my ass gets harassed 

And the fuzz treat bruh's like they manhood never was 

And if you too powerful, you get bugged like Peter Tosh and Marley was 

And my word does nothing against the feds 

So my eyes stay red as I chase crazy bald heads, word up! 

Warn the town the beast is loose 

The chase is on I feel like the bad guy 

Fifth gear 125 like New Jersey drive 

Looked in my rear view mirror 

Police was getting closer 

Heard a roar in the sky 

Looked up and saw the Blue Thunder 

My inner conscious says throw your handkerchief and surrender 

But to who 

The star spangled banner ooh 

Say can't you see cops more crooked than we 

By the dawn's early night robbin' niggas for keys 

Easy low key crooked military 

Pay taxes out my ass but they still harass me 

The streets of corruption got me bustin and cussin' in the Concrete Jungle 

Thoughts being dribbled like that tall kid Mutumbo 

Handled by Hannibal 

Suitable to be a fugitive like Dr. Kimble 

(Ay yo should I slow down?) 

Nah kid go faster 

Just cause they got a badge, they could still be impostors 

Probable cause, got flaws like dirty draws 

Meet me at the corner store so we can start the street wars 

Warn the town the beast is loose