Yeap
Anxiety Theory, baby
Okay
Money over b**hes
My life style
I'm quite wild
The same Darko is might on the mic now
I'm 'bout to teach you a lesson
So pipe down
I'm hyped now
Anxiety Theory is right now
I'm a couple years older
A little more wiser
My heart's a lot colder
My pen is on fire
You can't be the truth
If you known as liar
To my enemies
I sleep with a canon like Mariah
A lot of sh** poppin' off
n***as ain't poppin' off
Hoe sell on the street
Mah connect
Drop the cost
6 series BM
Riding round top is off
I got the top spot
Competition not a knocked off
A lot of people asking
Why you stopped rapping
Did you and Bless falled out
The drama really happen
Nah
Bless is my brother
So f** all the rumors
Was tired and started nappin'
I woke up
And heard the bullsh** that they was rappin'
Got back in the booth
Aim k**in' the tracks
Now I'm back with a vengeance
What's the game have been missing?
Bad boy like Isaiah
Old school Pistons
Flow never sleepin'
So I keep my laces tied
So this n***as never trippin'
The best is what you hear
When you hear my name mention
Got beef
Never hide
A lot of n***as try
But none of them succeed
Now their f**in' pride gone
And their heart start to bleed
I'mma give you what you need
That old school rap
Big L, Kool G Rap
A lot of people gon' hate
Won't play my tracks
I'mma k** 'em all softly like the Fugees back
I'mma show you who the nicest
My flow priceless
So hot, the pen is on fire
When I write this
A lot of n***as like this
They say I tell them truth
Turn wrong into righteous
When I'm in the booth
And no more fightin'
So prepare to shoot
And a lot of n***as dying
We losing all the youth
Motherf**er