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beef - john anthony lyrics

aye, yeah, f*ck with me
you don’t really, really wanna f*ck with me
yeah, f*ck with me

you don’t really, really wanna f*ck with me
yeah, start this beef
you don’t really, really wanna start this beef
yeah, start this beef
you don’t really, really wanna start this, aye

don’t tell me that you real when you isn’t
i don’t give a f*ck about anything that is givin’
i be livin’ in world, where there isn’t any limits
if we just got beef, then we handle all the business
keep it going the second right to the minute
i’m be livin’ in a vision, that never was really finished
if i ever went and f*cked with y’all, it’s only fittin’
’cause none of y’all got what it takes to be a menace
you ain’t never gonna knock me, n0body ever stop me
i’m ’bout’a go and drop this sh*t
i be runnin’ out at top speed, n0body gonna stop me
i’m ’bout’a go and accomplished it, yeah
i got nothin’ to lose
’cause there is nothin’ that i rather would do
then take everything i have and just dump it on you
you ain’t gonna do sh*t mother f*cker
you knew you won’t

yeah, f*ck with me
you don’t really, really wanna f*ck with me
yeah, f*ck with me
you don’t really, really wanna f*ck with me
yeah, start this beef
you don’t really, really wanna start this beef
yeah, start this beef
you don’t really, really wanna start this beef
yeah, f*ck with me
you don’t really, really wanna f*ck with me
yeah, f*ck with me
you don’t really, really wanna f*ck with me
yeah, start this beef
you don’t really, really wanna start this beef
yeah, start this beef
you don’t really, really wanna start this, aye

i feel like, i feel like
i feel like, i feel like
i feel like part of a gang, (gang)
me and myself and my crazy mind
we just gon’ run up this sh*t, in the game
i ain’t no beggar, but anyone beggin’ to get on my d*ck
better know where to stay
’cause i am not playin’ around with no mother f*cker
you know i’m a throw dirt on their name
the path that i’m takin’ to make it is always f*cked
it’s kind’a like i’m stuck upon a railroad
gettin’ f*cked from behind, ah man
like a big wave to a sailboat, i get flipped over
f*ck that, you wanna talk sh*t like a man? please
i got the sauce ready, got that a1
all i need is you to bring the d*mn beef, like whoa

aye, yeah, f*ck with me
you don’t really, really wanna f*ck with me
yeah, f*ck with me
you don’t really, really wanna f*ck with me
aye, start this beef
you don’t really, really wanna start this beef
aye, start this beef
you don’t really, really wanna, look

i know that some days i need to be real with myself
and just know that i’m not really flawless
i need to take it a step it at time
’cause i feel like my stomach is turning, i’m nauseous
all i wanted was to tell you just how i might feel
and show you that i can be honest
know for a fact when the curtains are close
you never just know, what really is botherin’
i just keep walkin’
never knowin’ if my music will ever just satisfy
i got a lot of people always askin’ why
i’m always angry when i’m on the track at times
why i advertise all this negativity
how can you even be that surprised ’bout the sh*t that i say
when it’s half the time
other rappers are sayin’ things outta line
but if you can climb through everything i put in front of you
all of my vulgar rhymes
and just find a way to look inside my mind
bet you understand why i say these rhymes
but it’s not a crime if i’m only tryin’ to
say whatever’s really on my mind
’cause the snowflake generation’s
always gonna be the one to b*tch and wine
if you cross the line, but it’s not my fault
if y’all don’t like what i say at times
why the f*ck am i the new scapegoat?
when everybody’s fine now with 6iine
what do i gotta do?
dumb down you dumb clowns?
maybe i’ll try using autotune for the sh*t i say
nah f*ck that, i won’t even rhyme
i’ll just take beat, turn the bass up
and start mumblin’ like i be super high as a f*ckin’ kite
yeah, look at my iq, i am the dumbest guy that you ever met
but it’s funny, why?
’cause recording labels see these stupid rappers
and be like fine, we should get ’em signed
he has no talent, but it’s alright
nothin’ autotune couldn’t fix, right?
so they give him everything he ever wanted
didn’t write a rhyme, but had one song and it became a hit
so in no time he was top*ten on the billboards
gets invited onto shady45
has a tour comin’ up in mid*july
man it’s like he’s livin’ out his best life
bought a lambo, now he has a new ride
thirty mill’ streams now on spotify
got a gold chain, look how it shines
all these fans love him, he don’t know why
’til this one night
he got caught up in the f*ckin’ wrong place at the wrong time
couple gang*bangers holdin’ guns high
start shootin’ shots when they drive by
five shots hit ’em in the f*ckin’ head, now he’s dead
and he’s only twenty*five
and the news breaks out in next mornin’
and of course people are just traumatized
but the sad part about it is
that it’s really not his fault that he f*ckin’ died
nor was it the criminals who shot by
it’s the fans who were playin’ with his life
see we all knew that he should’ve never been in hip hop
with his gang life
but the labels and fans gave ’em everything he wanted
but now he is not alive
and the worst part about it all
is that in a couple months this will blow by
and the story just repeats itself again
when the next rapper goes and gets signed, (like whoa)

- john anthony lyrics

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