[Verse 1: ANTHM]
Time to separate the platinum from the bronze
Back dropping bombs
Preoccupied by the wackness trapped up in your songs
Lifts the blinds up
Ponzi scheme n***as get your rhymes up
It's your holiday, I'm here to sponsor your Kwanzaa
Like Esparanza with the ba** and the jazz
Prodigy who's methodically been raising the flags
I'm not a freshman, n***a check my grades in this cla**
Battle me, better off facing Jason Mraz
Snakes in the gra**, start a war reading the Art Of War
Carnivore, devour the bouncer that's trying to guard your door
Your style fathered by Tha Carter 4, mine's like Tha Carter 2
I'm Not A Human Being, and that ain't hard to prove
Far from Young Money, f** it owe money
Asking Mack Maine can I battle Wayne for his show money?
Until I grab fame and I ask Dame how to grow money
Rocafella chain my pockets ain't trying to blow money
Reinvest every dollar trying to follow plan
A Watch The Throne album with ‘Pac's hologram
Leaving a space for his words, the idea was gangsta at first
f** why did I pay for this verse
Get my refund, puffin my chest without a weak lung
Hypebeasts ga**ing that mic piece that you speak from
I slave hard while y'all be raising the same bar
From the graveyard I'll body Elliott's Radar
I strong arm it, I put the front of my palm on it
Leave a print of my fingerprint, I belong on it
But they say its just the luck of the draw so f** it all
If they swinging I ain't ducking at all
For Pete's sake, tell Rosenberg that my feet ache
Carrying weed plates,, mixtapes, f** your release dates
Eat them like Big Meech steaks, Rick Ross knows
They hustle backwards n***a, Kris Kross clothes
A 90s artifact, borderline had a heart attack
Rappers act like Stan just for a Starter cap
Jocking bloggers for a post, what part is that?
I'd rather tear my cartilage then play the part of the b**h
But if Kendrick went platinum then there's hope
Provoking these wack rappers I'm dragging them by the throat
I'm broker than backpackers but packing my bag's a joke
When I'm doper than mad rappers, grab that for a quote
Put it on my tombstone if I die in a year
Then play this for XXL then supply them a beer
Pour it out, if I live, then f** a dyin career
I'm biased but this science, the moment that I am here, it's clear
It's bad news when I spat truth, fear is nonexistent
Like the statues resurrected for Papoose
Déjà vu, reflecting on the braids y'all grew
Give me that stage I'll Klay Slay y'all, too
[Outro]
And by the way the name is ANTHM
The type of emcee that never stops advancing
Quick to hold your motherf**ing microphone for ransom