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anthm - bst lyrics

dear globe, i dedicate this ode to your earlobe
but i’m still bold – despite the memories my years hold
the fire next time – rendering my fears cold
obsolete – while i march into the beat
if walls could talk – they’ll tell your tale’s a disappointment
till i blocked out the failures declaring i’m self-anointed
can’t wait for no promotions – f-ck it, i’m self-appointed
now every phrase i coin in creates a mood and i join in
etched in my dome – like widow’s peaks – it’s bitter sweet
picture me – a permanent fixture in this industry
nothing’s what it seems – but in my dreams
i’ve been instructed by some kings “they’ll try to cut you by your wings”
now i…loot and plunder – i pulled the truth from under the rug
hated my heart, i feel it running my blood
utter disgust – f-ck the system, i make music for us
giving that cinematic feel, i swear it usually does

hook
i’m finna wild out if i don’t get what i want, n-gga
i’m done with asking ya’ll and no this ain’t no front, n-gga
i work this hard because i know just what i want, n-gga
and you can’t take it from me, no i ain’t no f-ck n-gga

chorus (repeat 8x)
blood, sweat tears
you ain’t f-cking with my…

[verse 2]
(yeah, yeah…yo)
finna reap what i sow – then i’ll be self-made
oliver twist, hollering, “b-tch, now i’m well paid”
yeah, i said it – i’m unapologetic
if it ain’t about the progress, forget it, i’m diabetic
that sugar-coated bullsh-t you kick – taking that away
donny hathaway got me feeling like c-ssius clay
right before the name change…
my level of convictions, my religion, i consider this the same thing
so i’m spitting that mohammad while i’m on it
it’s what we have in common ’til they stuff me with embalmin’
heart of a lion – there’s no removal of a champ
me and my camp will make our moves with no approval of a stamp
uh…feeling super confident – watch properly
sloppily tryna steal my spot ends in botched robberies
reflexing techniques – he just infects beats
keep it unique, get out your seat and respect me

chorus (repeat 8x)
blood, sweat tears
you ain’t f-cking with my…

hook(2x)

chorus

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