I Am A God - John Anthony

Yeah

Aye, yeah

(Hook)

I am a God, I am a God

I am a God, I am a God

I am a God

Yeah

I am a God

I am not playin' with y’all

I was just made to evolve

I am the one

Never would drop when I fall

Now I take shots at ‘em all

Holdin' this fuckin' trigger, I be pullin' it back

Call me a joke but I know how to rap

Havin' mother fuckin' feast on these faggots

I’m laughin' straight to the bank, like a savage

Remember now, Jesus broke bread

But I be so goddamn broke, that I don’t got any bread to spend

I kinda feel the rush, bloods going straight to my head

I gotta flush out all my anger instead of gettin' pissed off

If I slit my wrist off and I couldn’t write

I probably still be makin' hits

So let me think, y’all probably getting ticked off

Maybe I am right, ‘cause you mother fuckers weak as shit, I got a

New beginnin' to write to

My lyrics might hit you like a fuckin' typhoon

Maybe I might soon get back on the mic and fight you

The white group Phriends aren’t as tight as my tunes

But I knew Chase way back in high school

The white dude never spit a bar so I assumed

That he was just another white kid, polite too

But now he’s in the game so I guess I don’t like you

Fuck rap I’m gone

I’m ‘bout to leave y’all with the fuckin' tracks I’ve done

I’m packin' out of this fucker like your average son

So long cock suckers, man I have enjoyed the fun

No I’m just kiddin' man, I ain’t leavin'

Fuck, you dumb?

You really thought that I might of had plan to run?

You out of your damn mind

Don’t think I forgot that I told you mother fuckers to fuck it man

‘Cause I am a God

(Hook)

I am a God, I am a God

I am a God, I am a God

I am a God

I am the villain that y’all do not like, (Whoa)

The one that’s gon' fuck up your life, (Whoa)

Just give me a second, to show you my records

I promise you’ll think that it’s tight, (No)

But maybe I’m never gon' ever, gon' make it back up when I enter

But yet I have centered my life around rap

And there’s nothing that’s better

Then tearin' these rappers right up like they shredders

‘Cause I don’t really fuck with all you bitches

I be comin' back like folklore

So soak your life into mine, I’m so bored

That I’m a take deals in the back of a drugstore

You broke whores wanna talk shit?

Well go for it

I’ll pour more money into rap, but still forced

To talk shit about my rhymes, like I’m torn

I bet you would’ve stole my shit if you wrote more

But fuck that, I’m clear your intent

Like windex, who the fucks gives a shit yet

I indent my life to you, it’s instant

This bitch is cryin' and I haven’t even put it in yet

If this get’s a little bit nuts and resistant

And my friends get pissed when I don’t missed them

Then fuck it, I don’t really not care if we distant

I’ll pull my ass out and tell you all to kiss it

But this isn’t how it’s gonna be

When I’m not gonna fall for any of that shit

When I am gone

You better watch out when I’m back, so stand off

And I don’t wanna be the type to tell you to fuck off

But fuck off

This train’s hyped up now

And I haven’t done a mother fuckin' thing

So I’m just getting off

And I don’t need none of that shit

I’m ticked off

I’m here now bitch tellin' you that

(Hook)

I am a God, I am a God

I am a God, I am a God

I am a God