Sincerely Yours (Freestyle)
John Anthony
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Logic Villain Yeah Okay, I'm sittin' here in the kitchen Drugged out on shit, that I can't even list it Seems like my vision appears to be in this Missionary position, you freakin' scared that I'm spittin' so many words That you took my dictionary and hid it I never cared if you bitches didn't like the sound I give You say to watch my mouth with the shit that I went around and said But when I was just a kid, I tried to learn the alphabet So now I can use words as a weapon and knock you out with it But hear me out again, I'm not try'na get hated on I just tell it how I see it and if y'all don't play along Bitchin' all the pain I caused, waitin' for the day I fall I'll just take up all this fuckin' hate and try to break it off Say what you just like you ugly bitch, I'm not afraid of y'all You can even raise the bar, say that I'm an alcoho-lic Wow, amazin' job, you can even state the obvious That's my greatest flaw, how are bitches callin' me a clown When you're the one with five pounds of fuckin' make up on But I ain't playin' soft, y'all the ones who paints nails I'm the one who spits fire every time I raise hell See y'all complainin' when one of your records ain't sell Funny, 'cause none of shit ever sold since age twelve But do I bitch about it, yeah, but I ain't stoppin' now What else can I talk about when half of y'all are walkin' out Y'all bunch of cottonmouths try'na start a problem now Talkin' shit when I am not around and I'ma knock you out This that Bobby Boy logical jam Sad that he left the game but I'm glad he's still givin' to fans We need more rappers like him, Hopsin and Joyner I bet if we took like 80 percent of upcomin' rappers And made 'em hear the tracks that they would spit I'd bet you they have the urge to pick up the pen And try to be significantly different, just picture it A bunch of people inspired by rappers who do give a shit about the game we livin' in Shit is ridiculous I have to say this It should be common sense, I hope these rappers now consider it I got you pissed off now, you obviously mad Tell your parents suck a fuckin' dick and get off of my ass And when your fathers askin' his daughter where is mommy at Tell him she's downtown gettin' fucked at the laundromat We did it twice in his car he had Three times in his bed, fucked her brains out until she had a heart attack Now her corpse is in a body bag, in the trunk of his Pontiac Down by the lake is where I just parked it at Course I'm an asshole, I'll wake up to the whore Miss Clinton And bend her over and f*ck her ass for like forty-one minutes I can't afford to finish so I'm pullin' out But as a peace offerin' I said next time I'll vote for Clinton The more shit that I can say, the more you offended As if I just give a flyin' f*ck about your own opinion Shitty world for a new born, forcin' 'em in it doesn't help Just leave it at the door of the abortion clinic They say that I should see the bigger picture And what is that, a couple retards gettin' pissed over shit on Twitter Fuckin' hypocrites, no wonder you be gettin' bitter All I see are snowflakes fallin' and it's not even winter Believe me, you are a slut, put in graffiti letters And you know exactly who you are and you think your clever You never pleased me ever, you are completely forever a bitch I'll be nicer to women when they just treat me better, damn Ayo Shoutout Logic for the dope beats man Shit's fire But this one right here This shit go hard Yeah You comin' at me with force but I couldn't give a damn Last time I checked in this bitch, I still fuckin' is the man With the plan to burn Lil Xan to a fuckin' skeleton The only recognition you gettin' is from your Instagram Desperate mother fuckin' bitches out here just beggin' for sum Forty-five year old single fathers go and they bust a nut To a picture of a twenty-year old slut, showin' her butt Has the butterfly emoji, with the caption just for fun all up in her bio Bitch, I couldn't believe You ain't wearin' a mask 'cause you said that you couldn't breathe But if you comin' at me with any of that fuckin' disease I'ma spray your whole entire ass with a can of Febreze Quarantine my ass bitch, you ain't fuckin' with me You couldn't compete with the level that I finally reached You hate when I succeed so you try'na rip up my dreams But the only rip that you'll get is a fuckin' tear in my jeans 'Cause I ain't defeated, believe it If you was me and you got to see exactly what I'm seein' You see that this chip right up on my shoulder is never leavin' Competin' 'til I'm like ninety-three and I'm barely breathin' Maybe fatigued but that doesn't mean that I'm now deceased And it's kind'a relieved to see that I'm finally achievin' that dream That I needed to get back to the top And if you believin' that I'm obscene or even disagreein' with the shit that I'm preachin' I guess it's me against the world and nobody's intervenin', bitch Aye, aye Aye Yeah Ayo, you bitter and salty, I can spit over all beats Through the boom-bap and trap, I'm iller than y'all be Call me Killer Kowalski, you ain't gettin' involved, see You be lookin' up, like I'm 'bout a sit in a tall seat I be balls deeps in the game, I'm fuckin' it up I bust and erupt, until my fuckin' nuts would get stuck Enough is enough, I'm sick of havin' no one to trust What the f*ck do I gotta do to make you see what I've done Cause there is nothin' that will over match me bigger Call me the rap king killer Cause if you ask me, what the fucks happenin' to the Rap game, I'll say half these spitters I never knew Couldn't write a fuckin' bar, it's true, what could we do There isn't really nothin' that can get through And I would never stick my nose into somethin' I couldn't do So why does it seem like all of these rappers don't have a clue, what the f*ck they doin' Shit is confusin', I'm losin' my brain in this music Who the f*ck is stupid enough to produce a track by a rapper with no talent Who has no room for improvement It's ludicrous how much trash is released But we all consume it so assumin' it's not the artists I guess it's now the fans, they the one's into it They the one's who viewin' all this music And givin' publicity to rappers who ain't even suited for the game And overlookin' all the talent that is rooted from the ground I'm comin' in now, better look around There ain't no one found, it's only me and you now Pullin' up a round on you like Ah f*ck, hold up, wait a minute, wait a minute Switch this shit up Yeah Aye man, before I head out I'ma speak from the heart with this final verse Just gotta quickly get this shit off my chest And again man Thank you Bobby Boy for these wonderful beats, 'preciate it Now let's get it Yeah I sometimes forget how life can be kind'a precious I guess I never notice from all the days I was reckless Hip hop is my obsession, I let it get to my head and control my expression I guess it's kind'a like an infection It allows me now to write all my confessions Back with that Therapy album, I was just sufferin' from depression Had a lot of shit to get off of my chest And I kinda forget the feelin' that I had up at the time I was super stressed and A couple months later I wrote this personal album And I dedicated it to someone I thought was down to be by my side for the rest of my life But that didn't turn out But I still do love her and hope she knows That I always will count her as my number one fan There's no one else on this earth that can replace what she did She gave me confidence first and that now why I put in work Cause I know that anything's possible So just over the summer I released the Bad Guy Chronicles And it's sad because I gave you everythin' that I had I think it's probably one the best albums I wrote, in fact I remember writin' to it, thinkin' y'all would love how I rap But literally within a week, it got despised and attacked And I didn't know how to handle it, I was sort'a confused Like I just gave you everythin' that y'all just wanted me to And I was mad and I
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