[Verse]
We don't need no introduction
We just need a aux cord plugin
I got the orchestra of Anthem on production
Mix it with me that's a spontaneous combustion
Busting speakers, sub woofers and tweeters
And busting ear drums until they ears bleeding
Do it to the 'def' or til we deaf & speechless
Word to grim reaper & the sign language teachers
Beats or blackboards how I plan to chalk it
I'm startin to make mark like it red paint on the bottle
I'm swinging across they noggin, caught me red handed
Made a mark with Makers Mark, that a**ault
I'm doing damage to the damagers
I plead guilty as charged
They got me charged up like your phone in a wall
That's a**ault and battery, I k** em with words huh
Chalk talk and how to get a way with a murder
Stanzas of scandals when I'm involved
That's something that Olivia Pope can't solve
Maybe you Better Call Saul
But that won't get you off
The hook, when you hooked to the meth of no hooks
This Walter White on the cook, No Jesse Pinkman
I'm breaking bad every time I touch a ink pen
Heisenberg of the adjectives, nouns, & verbs
Brains get left scrambled how I play with words
So bored of the games they try to play on me
Monopolize chess moves, get a clue bout me
You gon' get this work, and the uniform for free
They do it plain as a shirt, I got it down to a T
Can't compare me cause I do this with a different fashion sense
Do this cause I'm pose'ta they be pose'n like the manican
Still standin still for the Gram and the cameras
You should see it clear that it really ain't no challenge
f** a battle and the cattle, I ain't with the beefing
Just tryna keep it grounded like chuck, no sneakers
But ain' with the sneakin, fam got heaters
Pull a string he'll skeet ya, code name Cousin Skeeter
I got bigger battles than rappers chatters on beats
I'm tryna target stations who try to play me for weak
They claim they play local artist but only late in the week
Want your song at the peak? Gotta pay 'em a fee
f** paying payola I need payloads with interest
Don't ask me bout my budget cause ain't nothing for you in it
Rather pay my fees, let my streams stack it by the penny
Make a hundred times more than if the radio would spin it
Understand the position of what I'm doing
They do it for the money, I do it for the music
Trapping off a app, how moving these units
Grinding through the Spotify, Tidal, and the Apple Music
Bandcamp bandos, SoundCloud boomin'
Smoke a flow so loud, leave a tumor on a tuner
This d**h auto-tuners searching through your antennas
I'm money on the mic pimpin', no Katt Williams
These radio cats gone wish they had 9 lives
f** a call number 9, you need 11 behind
R.I.P. Mz. Katt, gotta respect her grind
Much love to Woo, gotta respect her mind
I got love for the jocks tryna push our vision
I know my sound ain't fit for the public agenda
But I still go to war with the top of the system
I'm talkin Cox Radio, Cumulus, and Emmis
You don't understand how they corrupting the messages
With low frequencies & sing alongs to a d**h wish
All the false impressions will never impress me
I'm nobodies investment, I do the investing
Whether it's my music, my artist, or my people
I'm much closer to 'em in places you can't reach 'em
Ever since social media we controlling the media
Might put a d**h date on the radio Wikipedia
We don't wanna hear that weak sh** no more
f** your airways, I'm the new aux Lord
I say it again, like I said it before
f** the radio the we got auxiliary cords
Wooh!
[Hook]
Thank God for my aux cord
Thank God for my aux cord
Almighty Lords of the aux cord
Anthem and Eugenius, could you want more?
Thank God for my aux cord
Thank God for my aux cord
This the d**h of radio, with A RIP
Even bigger Rest In Peace to Radio Raheem