[Intro: Anonymuz]

Yeah, yeah

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[Verse 1: Anonymuz]

Yeah, nigga, it's about time

I've been on my way for too long

My house, nigga, y'all can wait or move on

Got a lot of legacy I'd hate to lose on

And got a lot of people I can't wait to prove wrong

Anybody stepping in my way gets snoozed, harmed

Abused, bruised, rocked, and then sent to view God

You move wrong, kid, it's your execution

'Cause it's a new dawn to the revolution

I been waiting, I been patient, my wrist aching

Tryin to slap all these niggas who act like I'm bench playin'

I make anybody step in the game and then quit playin'

I been saying, I been saying, I been saying

Name a rapper better than me, I'ma sensei 'em

If these motherfuckers ever want heat, I'ma send Satan

Or send Wade in the next day, and the next day

Until everybody dehydrate and they expirate

And they food, dawg, boy, I'ma eat 'til I need a new job

Fired up, so I know y'all are gon' need a new job

Best (Nujabes) with the spiritual state, channeling 2Pac

Ridin' with ambitions to hit 'em up when I'm too calm

Who want war with us, boy? I be on my Wukong

Ape shit, and I ain't even break from my woosah

Patience, crucify anybody that do cross

Matrix, feeling like I'm the one when I'm on this rooftop

Looking over the skyline telling niggas it's my time

Well envisioned, bitch, I give 'em hell when sitting the sidelines

Felt the friction from grinding through Hell the pit and the mind, I

Welcome niggas to try me then welcome them niggas to die by

Television way, I'm sendin' hella clips to my bygones

Well equipped in my element, well eclipsing your icons

Celibate to the industry, definition of nice, dawg

Everyone asleep 'til I welcome niggas to Zion



[Verse 2: Swerzie]

Heard they sleeping, I'm pulling up and I'm creeping

I'm popping up like a demon, they knowing that it's my season

These rappers switching up on me, I'm taking them out for treason

I never make any moves without purpose or any reason

You hating, I'll always one up, they know that I'm gonna come up

They know that I'm finna make the whole room motherfucking shut up

I don't like to talk and cut up, all I know is get my sum up

Get my funds up, ain't no fun stuff when we talkin' 'bout my buck-bucks

Don't be mad because you stuck in the middle

I've been parked in underground like I was made out of nickel

Articles been talking 'bout how Brian been going Sicko

And if a rapper tryna diss you, cop a pistol for issues

Flow's cold like you need tissue or you live in an igloo

I'ma slowly kill you off like respirating in mildew

I don't contemplate when I have thoughts if I should go kill you

You try and ride in on my radicals, your mama gon' miss you, bitch



[Verse 3: Swerzie]

Ayy, if problems occur, I won't observe

You finna see me, lil' bitch

The BM I swerve, speeding through curbs

I know you wan' be me, you bitch

Y'all get on my nerves, ask kin for a verse

I need me some green, you lil' bitch

They said I'm the worst and I came in first

Go take you a seat, you lil' bitch

Rxdical rhyme

I know haters they watch and they plottin'

I know that they get mad when we drop it

In the Off-White, I pulled up and copped it

Only hit me up if it's 'bout profit

I see rot in a group full of Prophets

Don't wan' hear 'bout who better, boy, stop it

But if it ain't me, then fuck the whole topic

Fuck you and all that shit that you talking

Better stand up when you see me walking, bitch



[Outro: Swerzie]

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