[Part 1: ANoyd]
Man I can leave ages before going against the fake and that's kinda messed up
Like two chicks with fake breasts trying to do a chest bump
Saying, 'ANoyd next up'
So when I bow you taking the wow home
This like Mikey you Morris chestnut
Seat reserved for a party of two you second guessed us
You ain't recruit me probably on your 10th cup
It's in my roots to keep my black fist on froze
Cause none of less of
You play wit your pick and 'fros up, like brother quest love'
I finna cut my ring finger off and put a nest up
So I can flip you the bird when I still put the West up
Tryin' to open the door for my state, to manifest up
Til we ain't got no door to open like a UPS truck
I'm that attached, clouded over my pupils
And never owed a cateracts all this ink on my body
Grandma said its my habitats
Always kept it inside like cracker jack
Let us cover your eye wit a cabbage patch
ANoyd, define sacrificial rap
Itchin for the money, real meaning of chicken scratch
Using rubbers cause i saw the prices on similac
Tryna make my city match pitty pat
When I turn 30 kerry kittle that
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[Part 2: ANoyd]
Where I'm from yo they hate to borrow some love, they give me rent money
So I gotta live with a grudge from dawn until dusk pans
I don't sweep me under the rug
And the funny thing is the tree grew next to the stick in the mud
Little n***as on the web tryin to get me to spud
But I never be a potato on a couch with a bud
Light in my hand complicating doing shrug or doing drug
Eating eggs and sipping tea, I'm lit as a mug
I soak up what I acknowledged
For my future that tough sh** rubbed off me like a luffa
Taking drastic measures with a protractor
Yeah they tried to curve a brother but I'm still a ruler
Statement askew [?]
Anything you wrinkle, or anybody like pens or pools
I remember days when I don't even get to choose
Cables so sh**ty that I don't even get the news
Yeah I got a lot to prove
And the Lord won't take me off my path
Typical obstacle
I seen this girl the other day throwing recyclables
Homeless man said, "You got some cardboard that I could use?"
She said, "I give you the sh** for a couple dollars dude."
He said, "I been sleeping on the street I don't got proper shoes."
She stood there with her hand out and a straight face
b**h tried to sell him the box like a prostitute
Thought it was impossible
Like it wasn't even optional
She was eating a heart shaped popsicle
Figures the opposite what's right
Says hello with a blunt
Don't try to show me the ropes for hypotenuse
How you gonna stop the love
My state wants to spread love so I got 'em love
Talking mad sh** like
Damp in the cla** but they ain't doing sh** but acting up
Yeah I swear we always love when we gotta sub
Now I'm trying to bring him life, I'm sick of plotting
Broker than a motherf**er
Music all I got and n***a
Pockets full of lint, no direct deposit
Feeling like my ancestors cause I'm still picking cotton
Oh Lord