Rex Mundi - ANTI-MAN

Anti-this, Anti-that
Anti everything I know
Anti-this, Anti-that
Anti everything I know
I like blues, but I choose red
All my idols want me dead
In my head, placing bets
Lord my sins you heard I repent
Up my bread, up my stock
To my shoulder shots I pop
All at cops, stay on lock
My whole flock got eyes of hawks
Tell em, Sell em, I'm drill em
Bell em, I'm hotter, than kelvin
This ice on me is melting, I'm too hot
More deranged than Melvin
Shots gone' pop if someone
Start telling I'm too raw
Someone gone' start selling
Me, but I aint no sell out
I got problems, I got problems
In my head I've had enough
Glock gone' solve it, Glock gone' solve it
Shoot myself, what emit puss
It's a follow, it's a follow
All that mattering to us
Wake up, wake up
Anti everything till I'm dust
Anti-this, Anti-that
Anti everything I know
Anti-this, Anti-that
Anti everything I know
Anti-this, Anti-that
Anti everything I know
Anti-this, Anti-that
Anti everything I know
Up the score, I might get
Some more, smoke me up a bowl
I'ma bowl on them fake ass pros
You know how it go
Wanting more, guns and big missiles
Protect me my home, whos pick
Choose nose goes, wanna save the world
I suggest you save yourself first
In a hearse, check the wheels
They absurd, spinning
Wheeling over tricks
That fronting off the perc
I'ma nerd but I still geek
You hide lies you ain't discrete
If it's a problem then let's meet
Anti everything till I'm under the sheets

Written by:
gabriel sa

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