Thorb, Anickan - God Body

Uh huh
Yeah
Felt like rapping a little bit today
Ya know what I mean
Better get yo thinking caps on with this one
Aye
Yeah you know I got them quick flows
All up in the deep end
Y'all gon' say it depends
Really when you bitches only dip toes
It goes
Higher than ever the boy a blimp though
Try to fuck wit me
I turn tables more than Diplo
Quit bro
Nah for real y'all is pissing me off
I'm the reason why ya bitch is prolly missing some gloss
Cut ya wings till ya stop and give commission to Ross
Ya label pick when you drop
I can't relate I'm the boss
(Huh)
Y'all don't even own you
You think ya got crown till they own the throne too
See I can't afford to stop
Y'all a traffic cone dude
I'm in a self made, independent, act alone mood
Better move bitch ya heard Luda
How ya whole career worth less than my computer
Prolly cause this hard drive filling up my hard drive
Made the shit a God size
Cop what I do then you pigs getting hog tied
Hey with respect yeah it's all due
Sitting first class getting action like the lawsuit
(How you saying every rapper sucks)
Cause they all do
Glass ceiling really been the only thing I fall through
So tell me how that floor feel
I already ate, I'm still hungry after your meal
What a fuckin ordeal
They wanna graze till I set 'em all ablaze
Lil coward, I just kill 'em then it's more veal
Too much beef for a vegan
Ya so out of mine, find a place to put ya league in
Only seeing red, I'm never knowing when I'm bleeding
How you score zero points when I ain't garden like
Come on
Yeah
I'm a dog they know it
I got this pipe in my pants with a couple offers to blow it
But I can't changing my stance to get a cape with heroics
Like I changing my stanzas
Now they hating the poet
The flow Frost like Robert
Everything I do shakes peers, I been hotter
My medulla oblongata been the topic of a lot a
Conversations that been centered round a prodigy
They try to hit numbers like the lottery
An oddity, I really been the outlier
They been robbing me a minute but they still miss
I doubt fire ever come from 'em
Why the fuck I'd run from 'em
Prolly go on more rants fore I see a gun from 'em huh
Sick of all the nursery rhymes
I'm only seeing what I wanna like I'm perfectly blind
So fuck a optometrist
Put the ops in a ditch
Spin the block find a bitch
And put ya thot in a twist I'm a
(God)
The story of the chosen one
I'm knowing y'all ain't read it
The first draft they picked me last
Now I am legend
Define heaven, divine essence, I'm omnipresent
I hear the games rigged
I brought a lethal weapon
Arm, leg, leg, arm, head
Thank God I bodied it
With Wutang, Lui Kang, crane trained karate kicks
The goal's to cross the finish line with who I started with
So if you forget who runs this shit
Lemme rejog it bitch
Yeah
My track record is medals
And you over there the gold standard's I never settle
And I know you know what they say about diamonds and pressure
So I guess my first impression must be mighty impressive
I'm on a first name basis with first bank statements
My surname's I only answer to payments
Tryna buy me some time
My charges look like arraignments
You dressed for the occasion
Courted and outdated yeah
I'm super saiyan I ain't playing I just button mash
Prolly why they fucking mad
I done had enough of that
I broke all the controllers and told 'em run it back
I told you the games rigged
I'm Benedict Cumberbatch
Y'all just imitate I don't even know what to say
I just never relate
I'm tired of resting my case
Woke up in disarray like who wanna spar with me
Go head and invite 'em in
I can take more than one a day cause I'm
Sick of all the nursery rhymes
I may be self medicated but I'm perfectly fine
So listen doc tell me this
How is it that I exist
Between the stars and the star fish
And they refuse to admit that I'm a God

Written by:
Ryan Thorbjornsen

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