Code of the Anonymous

Duration

3:07

Genres

Hip-Hop

Lyrics

Flow never ending, Like a load never pending. But the show is just beginning let me know if you are with me. Better follow this, code of the anonymous, with processes full of their own promises of dominance. The problem is you couldn't ever touch me, never trusting how I'm doing me. When truthfully you're usually influencing my eulogy. Thats haters however, better flavor for my cheddar, when they hate that they can't measure, to the way my shit's so clever. Pay attention, with a payment of your wishes and replace it with a driven contemplation and you'll get it. I may say it like its simple, but it's just cause I'm amazing, call that confidence not cockiness, that's bad for reputations, which do make us. Don't mistake it, I'm the greatest, Unreplaced and left unvacant so be patient cause evading what is waiting is ungracious. So remember how you made it, cause I know that I'm about to, from those who helped create it, to the ones who said they doubt you. Chasing paper, til the world ends. Your girlfriends blowing up my pager like a whirlwind. I hurl in. Call my flow throw up, erode the throat and close up, choke the competition like I'm sitting real close up. Me, I'm Mr. Magic with my madness gone and spazzing like I'm rabid at the speed of a rabbit. Y'all on turtle, cutting grass with a slow ride, I speed it up, then switch it up, never quick but let your hoe ride. The whole nine the whole time, I'm kidding she take seven in. But still throw I go deep she sees me as a letterman. The veteran comparison is clever but I'm better then the level of game cause I'm somewhere that it's never been. So please try and touch me, that's impossible what's probable is I'll follow through my problems so unstoppable in throttle mode. And never touch the bottle thats a problem dude. No alcohol, a pound that's all, and maybe even adderol and in the evening I will pound your broad.. No wait, trust me. I know I seem untrusting, but must we keep with fussing. When lust was just the cusp see. I slow it down, and lay you back like an Asian on a mace attack, your eyes are on a lazy track too faded from the blazing batch. Hating the simplicity of making less than history, and anything above it you just give back to the industry, eventually, It'd help if I could do this for my health, but my greed is for the wealth, so bitch I do it for myself