all i hear - john anthony (rap) lyrics
[intro]
ayo, yo, yo, check it out man, yo
this new cat comin’ up dawg, man, his sh*t is trash, man
yo, this dude is trash
he call himself the villain and sh*t, like
like nah man, i ain’t never heard this mother f*cker before
like, f*ck that sh*t, dawg, like, yo
like, who the f*ck is this guy?
[hook]
rap, rap
rap, rap, rap, (you can’t)
rap, rap
ayo, who the f*ck is this guy? (you can’t)
rap, rap
rap, rap, rap
rap, rap
ayo, who the f*ck is this? (you can’t)
rap, rap
rap, rap, rap, (can’t)
rap, rap, rap
yo, his sh*t is wack, dawg! (you can’t)
rap, rap
rap, rap, rap
rap, rap
who the f*ck is this guy?
[verse 1]
my inner vision’s kinda gettin’ cloudy
i need to make some boundaries
i’m dealin’ with all of these fakes around me
so many play me out to be, this maniac, undoubtably
hatin’ me now, you ’bout to see
how crazy i came out to be
critically talkin’ is generally nonsense
considering how these critics know literally nothin’
but when it comes to me, they bitter and speakin’ gossip
believe me, you can’t get rid of me even if you want to
feel like i’m santa mixed with colt cabana
wearin’ your grandmas pajamas, bandana and a handgun
attackin’ journalist, hurdlin’ over those who can’t run
and beat your ass with a hammer, i’m totally bananas
my ego side wants to obliterate any competitor
i’m ready to get at’cha
like freddy, i swap the glove for the machete
i’m heading’ right to your cellar door
predator on the loose, so it’s you who better run because
[hook]
rap, rap
rap, rap, rap, (you can’t)
rap, rap
ayo, who the f*ck is this guy? (you can’t)
rap, rap
rap, rap, rap
rap, rap
ayo, who the f*ck is this? (you can’t)
rap, rap
rap, rap, rap, (can’t)
rap, rap, rap
yo, his sh*t is wack, dawg! (you can’t)
rap, rap
rap, rap, rap
rap, rap
who the f*ck is this guy?
[verse 2]
i’m just an entertainer, tryna make my daily paper
i get more smoke than a f*ckin’ druggy inhalin’ vapors
i mix the baileys with percs and hope it don’t stale the flavor
and wail it down until my behavior is scalin’ with anger
i’m dangerous, in my closet i gotta victim
cuttin’ their skin for fun, i’ve begun my psychotic syndrome
drinkin’ a bottle of vodka until my stomach gets numb
and pull out rubber band gun and shoot you like tommy lee jones, (pew)
i’m sick and twisted, it’s best to distance yourself from this sh*t,l
somebody help me from these critics, they givin’ me misfits
these freakin’ hypocrites stickin’ their noses in my business
they go from kissin’ your ass to literally dissin’, what is this?
i know i get so intense and offend, i’m such a handful
i don’t pretend, even your friends know that i be mental
i smell the scent of revenge, better lend me the pencil
i’m ’bouta loose it again, i’m tired of hearin’ you ramble
“duh*duh*duh, you ca*”
“your, your sh*t is trash, you’re not good”
“yo*your, duh*duh”
“ya know, your sh*t is garbage*”
“duh, you don’t know how to write a rhyme”
“you’re not that good, you’re duh*”
man, shut the f*ck up
(haha)
[hook]
rap, rap
rap, rap, rap, (you can’t)
rap, rap
ayo, who the f*ck is this guy? (you can’t)
rap, rap
rap, rap, rap
rap, rap
ayo, who the f*ck is this? (you can’t)
rap, rap
rap, rap, rap, (can’t)
rap, rap, rap
yo, his sh*t is wack, dawg! (you can’t)
rap, rap
rap, rap, rap
rap, rap
who the f*ck is this guy?
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