| Song Length |
3:14 |
Genre |
R & B - Funk, Rock - Punk |
| Tempo |
Fast (151 - 170) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Enraged, Revolting |
Subject |
Race/Ethnicity, Civil Rights |
| Similar Artists |
Rage Against The Machine, 2Pac |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Look into my eyes and tell me what you see,
am I your dark secret who's come to ruin your family.
Taken from my land, taken out by chains.
Now you're getting pissed off cause I'm winning at your game.
But I'm still a Beast,Nigga,Negro,Colored Person, Black,African American
I do the hardest job, for the lowest pay.
That's your way to keep me in this economic cage.
When you're doin good you pat me on the back.
but when your ass get's robbed I'm the first to take your polygraph.
Now I'm comin strong, ain't taken no more shit.
I got to let you know that my ass is here lagit.
I'm goin to your schools, I want be nobodies fool.
I own my own company and I making all the rules.
But I'm still a Beast,Nigga,Negro,Colored Person,Black,African American.
Beast,Nigga,Negro,Colored Person,Black,African American.
Beast,Nigga,Negro,Colored Person,Black,African American.
Beast,Nigga,Negro,Colored Person,Black,African American.
Beast,Nigga,Negro,Colored Person,Black,African American.
Hair like wool, feet like fine brass.
I guess that means Jesus looked just like my ass.