[Intro]
‘Sup motherfucker? (Woo!)
Call it anthrax, you can’t touch the kid (EMP motherfucker, EMP motherfucker!)
[Verse]
I don’t diss ‘em anymore
With the surgical bars all my patience fuckin’ gone (Fuckin’ gone, fuckin’ gone)
Uh, aye
Had my back against the wall
What I need protection for? I’m back to serve it to ‘em raw (To ‘em raw, to ‘em raw)
Really thought I would phone it in when I don’t pick up calls (Nah)
Get ‘em gone if they step to me with diction on records
I don’t ball, I step up in here to spit and smoke it all
This a chore for you, for me it something I do when I’m bored (For real)
Ain’t important what you preaching imma leave ‘em looking amateur (Yeah)
‘Cause acting tough, it ain’t the way my bruvva, you’ll be laughing stock
I hardly drop, yet I’m the one they think of when the convo on
Like who the hardest spitter outta Brissie? They can’t pass him up (They can’t)
You barely in this shit man how your passion gone? (How?)
That’s how you know this shit ain’t for ya
They told me “good luck getting on”
I ain’t beg for none (Nah)
I just kept it steppin’ like a Kendrick song
Echelon, on our way to upper now no veering off
I told motherfuckers I won’t quit until my fam is on (Aye)
And I mean that shit cause I was one that they was counting on
When I chose this rappin’ and the drugs they thought I gave up on ‘em (They thought)
But respectfully it be my mission that I prove ‘em wrong
Here we go (Yeah, yeah)
Leave em in the smoke when I kick back then I’m a ghost
An apparition with my bitch on side of me like she a toaster
Heater, burn ya hemoglobin cut ‘em off and leave ‘em choking
Broken hopin’ open throats if not addressed as goat no jokes (Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!)
Is it really EMP if he don’t hit ya with the tongue twister?
You expectin’ less than that then you just fuckin’ dumb mister (Dumb)
Tell ya bitch hop off my line bro I don’t wanna smoke with her
Clique around, whatever though I’m closer to the dope dealers
I came out the mud so best expect me on a four wheeler
Rippin’ up ya turf for cash I’m acting like a gold digger (Yeah)
I respect the girls like that ‘cause I ain’t have it all either (Yeah)
Get your money shawty and best keep it from the soul eaters
How he making cold heaters? T off like a wife beater
Get to hittin’ clubs and now you don’t know your own life meaning
Fuck ‘em bro came out swinging every track a punch hittin’
Change to someone so different when you on that rags, riches shit
Like how bad could it get? You ahead, they get mad, on they level, then they flex
Motherfuck the politics, ridin’ shotty in this whip (Skrrt)
Gripping shotty with my shawty drivin’, L plates give a shit dawg
EMP (Look look look)
I might blackout with a ratchet on me
Back out put that pussy on me
Rolling Freddie gettin’ stoney
Don’t think disrespect below me
Bro I’ll put in ya fuckin’ place
Saw the coppers did the dash feel like Tay K on the race
I can’t let them see my stash so you know we change the plates
‘Cause I wake up paranoid in what they call the sunny state
If she come around for chop then imma let her get a taste
Hoping that my door be on the hinges where it fuckin stay (Fuckin’ stay, uh)
Where it fucking stay (EMP)
Where it stay (Where it stay muhfucker, where it stay)
Uh
[Outro]
Call it anthrax, you can’t touch the kid
Pull up in an all black fuckin’ whip
Here’s another hit
Barry Bonds shit, motherfucker yeah
I don’t even know brah
Haha
