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John Anthony

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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 goin' the second right to the minute
I'm be livin' in a vision, that never was really finished
If I ever went and fucked 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, nobody ever stop me
I'm 'bout'a go and drop this shit
I be runnin' out at top speed, nobody 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 shit mother fucker, 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 shit in the game
I ain't no beggar, but anyone beggin' to get on my dick
Better know where to stay
Cause I am not playin' around with no mother fucker
You know I'm a throw dirt on their name
The path that I'm takin' to make it is always fucked
It's kind'a like I'm stuck upon a railroad gettin' fucked from behind
Ah man, like a big wave to a sailboat, I get flipped over
F*ck that, you wanna talk shit like a man, please
I got the sauce ready, got that A1
All I need is you to bring the damn beef, like whoa

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, yo

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 turnin', 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
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 shit 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 these snowflake generation's always gonna be the one to bitch 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 6ix9ine
What do I gotta do, dumb down for you dumb clowns
Maybe I'll try usin' autotune for the shit 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 fuckin' 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
Get's 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, so 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
Till this one night, he got caught up in the fuckin' wrong place at the wrong time
Couple gangbangers holdin' guns high
Start shootin' shots when they drive by
Five shots hit 'em in the fuckin' 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 fuckin' 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 never should've been in hip hop with his gang life
But these 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)

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