Letras
Intro: You filthy beasts...Get ready, hahaha, Yo Yo...
Verse 1: MR. HYDE; "Get set for something different, to rid the mind of insolence, I betcha that you're into it, Hyde and Filthnificent. Throw fits and touch, cup tits in my clutch, my dick feels the rush as your slut bitch blush. Shh.. Keep your lips shut, sucka, hush 'em up or knuckle up, A couple duffel bags of duct tape and a shovel huh?
Serve another customer, the governor of stubborn, I'm the someone that you summon when you're gonna wanna run a muck. You dumb and dumber mother fuckers stepping up? I'll never budge. I'm cutting up your jugular, the blood will make a beverage.
The veteran, I'm known to karate kick a foe. Ralph Macchio, Miyagi-Do, I'll chop you into sloppy joe. Feed you to a brolic Rottweiler you'll be swallowed whole, food like Ramen noodles to a college student, Stop it bro. For me and G-Mo Skee, showing mercy's not an option so, we pop your top off with the Glock and clean the scene with Mop & Glo."
Chorus: YOU FILTHY BEASTS! Beast Master, filthy animal. G-Mo. Filth Master. Listen!
Verse 2: G-Mo Skee; Aye Yo I had to hit Hyde up, got a bitch tied up, treat her like steak on a plate, its a prime cut. Grind up bones until they turn to fine dust, looking like lines of coke, the fiends lined up. Gun on my desk, fucking upset, cause my split personality challenged me to Russian Roulette. Fuckin' with us, you must be puffing some Wet, they gon' find you stuffed in a chest in the trunk of a Vette.
I bet you treat your crazy wife lady-like, I nutted on her face, then I gave the Dyke a baby wipe. Say good night, I knocked The Nigga out with a angry strike, woke him up and knocked him out again, they had to wake him twice. We ain't a thing alike, boy we opposite. I'll pop your shit and send your ass to H, E double hockey stick. I'm monstrous, and I'll stomp a bitch like a rhinoceros, until all his limbs are wobbling and hanging off of him... Filth!
Chorus: Filthy animal. G-Mo. Filth Master. That's a filthy animal. Beast Master. You filthy beasts. Definitely dirty.
Instrumental Breakdown....
Outro: MR.HYDE; "You need that grimy fucking grit fix? This is it!