[Intro]
Machine gun rap for all my niggas in the back
Machine gun rap for all my niggas in the back
Machine gun rap for all my niggas in the back
Machine gun rap for all my niggas in the back

[Verse 1: ANTHM]
Try to understand it first
I don't fear a single rapper on the planet earth
Maybe I should sign a deal with Atlantic first
Just to cop a phantom I got the Bruce Banner thirst
That incredible hulk, my light shining with incredible volts
I'm speakin' life through the mic you ain't deadin' my pulse
Stayed away from bullshit, got better results
Stay true to the fact that I'm better than most
I, never quit movin'
Putting in work, going beserk, Rick Rubin
Still lookin' in dirt, for the body count
Number of beats that I toe-tag
From notepad to visualizing my own path
In this landscape of rap, niggas don't wanna scrap
They wanna handshake or dap
But when they scrap they lack the skill I give 'em hell for it
Sendin' fatal shells at pedestals until they fell forward
Nigga, fuck your control verses
It was no use and worthless like your pro tools purchase
Like canal street merchants pedalling purses
Spot you on the surface, you a knock-off tryna pop off
With them responses that you drop off, knockin' nobody's socks off
Hit you with the Serge Ibaka gettin' no shots off
Block block, prepare triggers
No role models or male figures please bare with us
I, ain't slept in two days, my brain feelin' like Lupe's
No apologies I don't shoot strays
If I said it I meant it, I'm self centered I own it
I've been a loner since the moment I entered
Damn, there ain't a studio session I won't approach
Regardless of the coast I'm the artist with the most
Bodyin' anybody, nigga brought it to your throat
Sheep sniff coke when they argue 'bout the G.O.A.T
You ain't the truth don't got there, nigga you a spoof like Colbert
My troops go "oh yeah"
Machine gun rap for all my niggas in the back I'm back with that BRRAAP
The presidential clap
Try to assassinate, I came through in a vest
This is my state of the union address
My next release drop's like "Who would've guessed?"
This nigga came from nowhere, out-manoeuvre the rest
I'm the dark horse, I'll turn your list into a miniature golf course
Exposing holes using raw force
Woulda thought I'm on the same shit the Wu was on
It's AMG till you prove us wrong, BITCH!

Everywhere, and no where-
ANTHM