[Intro: ANTHM]
I body niggas
Your eulogy is my team prayer
[Verse 1]
Keep it real don’t lie to me
Give a fuck, you don’t vibe with me
Suicide’s what I do inside
Nigga lost the fears they all died with me
Lay you flat nigga, no road block
I’m that nigga, no stove top
No trap nigga, that black river
My pen explodes and my flow’s hot
My bank account, gas money
I drive reckless that’s crash dummy
That’s Aftermath, that’s Cash Money
That’s back to back you get a blast from me
Make G.O.O.D. music where my Maybachs?
Pedigree’s like my state tax
That’s New York, that’s true talk
Nigga die slow if yall hate fast
I’m an emcee on wax one hundred
My status abundant
Matter fact I’m ready for combat
Who the leader of the pack?
Who want it?
Y'all gas them up I’m laughing from it
[Hook]
I'm a king slayer
I'm a king slayer
I'm a king slayer
I body niggas
Your eulogy is my team prayer
[Verse 2]
What's a thousand kings with no taxpayer?
Drop the crown and do the math, player
Self proclaimed, ya'll helped the game
Become a franchise with no max player
Dead horse in them live tweets
Pipe dreams from those hype beasts
My worst behavior, my fight speech
That’s blood stains on them white sheets
Nigga fuck your name y'all Jane Doe
Y'all target practice, I flame-throw
Black Skinhead when my veins show
Let Virgil know, where’s Zane Lowe?
Drop quotables, them sparks flew
I’m Marshall Mathers, no part 2
Don’t let me into that cipher, boy
I’m a sniper, boy
I sharp shoot