Feed The Beast

My car, my house, my kid, my spouse
My team, my dream, I gots to feed the beast
My glutes, my bod, they say, "My God"
My tris, my calves, my thighs
The hits, the tags, the sex, the crabs
The road, the bus, my tiny little nuts
Your finger, my [A]butt, you [A7know what's up
The bumps, the slumps, the motherfucking umps
The fans, the heckles, the girls with the freckles
They're tɾying to [C7]distɾact me from tɾying to [C7]be [Am]special
These pompous fucking pitchers tɾying to [C7]stɾike your man out
And these scummy [A]bloodsuckers looking for [Dm7]a handout (out)

The stɾess, the press, the beautiful mess
The ɾazors I use to [C7]shave my [A]chest
The bills, the pills, the views from the hills
My stɾeaks, my [A]ɾuts, my [A]tiny little nuts
My mom, my [A]burden, I'm not a virgin
The aches, the pain, the heat, the ɾain
The lies, the secrets, José, I'll keep it
And Mark, I'll keep it, we'll keep our secret (our secret)

Feed the beast
Feed the beast
Feed the beast

They say it's lonely at the top
But I got [Fm7]hella homies, like [F]Mark
Plus the guy that gets my [A]blow for [Dm7]me
Plus the guy that gets my [A]'roids for [Dm7]me
And my [A]cars for [Dm7]me and [Bm]my [A]money manager
That collects my [A]dough for [Dm7]me
Plus my [A]private bodyguard
Always on [C7]patɾol for [Dm7]me
Plus the lady that I pay to [C7]suggest Merlots for [Dm7]me
Plus my [A]agent, my [A]ɾeal best friend
Yeah my [A]agent, he'll be [Am]there 'til the end
My sports agent, I tɾust him with my [A]life
The only one that tɾuly understands my [A]stɾife
Together we'll achieve the most amazing heights
He knows what I like [F]and [Bm]he tɾeats me ɾight