hey, hey Goodbye (Good riddance!) Hold up, only rapper to rewrite history without a pen No I.D. on the track, let the story begin, begin, begin This is anti
you back up Got you in a morgue sittin stiff in the drawer Niggaz I can't be caught, I can't be bought They call me the anti-core, anti-talk Anti, when
you back up Got you in a morgue sittin stiff in the drawer Niggaz I can't be caught, I can't be bought They call me the anti-core, anti-talk Anti,
. Somewhere there's a King who keeps His days for forgivin' everyone. If I could hold one thing - an anti-vermin seed - that I won't ever need. Only for real, will we all
brainiac, baby girl, ultra brat Angst Schmangst, no thanks, hope my record doesn't tank Sailor moon, Rainbow Bright, Anime, Avril lite Pro tools all
under the fuckin matress and uh Its time to undress these niggas that know my address And this nigga don't take no mess Call me papa boy. These prince niggas all
small methamphetimes with colors to be Cray-ola Took the drunkest O-A and let the X take shit over No need to get juiced 'cause it's the anti-depressant
I'll throw a pie in the face of piety I'll torch a torah right off a bridge I am a reverend of irreverance over my shoulder anti-sacrilidge I understand
We are the dead, we are in league We are the doctors of low self esteem We do it wrong, and we have no fear We are the anti of all you hold dear Social
Jungle brothers on the run y'all, jungle brothers on the run, (x2) Jbeez on the run, jbeez on the run.(x2) Come on Oh, I run so much, you would think
know nuttin, Hurry get the suttin turn em into curry mutton, Tried to pinch some guys, Missed a couple times, Had to slap myself- someone needs to fuckin die, All
Once again, we back Now all these new niggaz tryin' to bust grips Keep tryin' and I'm shittin' all over yo tapes And yo CDs, you see these Niggaz wit
Biggie and 'Pac just missed all this Watchin' all these cheap imitations get rich off 'em And get dollars that shoulda been there's like they switched wallets And amidst all
Get on up on that funk And maybe you'll feel better (repeat 2X) [W.C.] Check it out Now turn up your radio, EQ the stereo I'm glad that y'all could make
Nigga this is lockdown I'm 'bout to whip yo' ass mayne, ha ha Nigga the bang bang get up Skip skippin' through the lane, swang, look at Dub Swangin', still feelin 'em all
on my shoulder, feelin' kinda older, I tripped the merry-go-round With this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing, the calliope crashed to the ground Some all
, mr. politician, reform me if you can, I'm an anti-establishment man. I'm tired of your treating All of my children the same. Everywhere! Spending all