[Hook: Demetrius]
Anti-this, n***a, anti-that
Anti-social and anti-rap
N***as n***a, n***as n***a
I'm an anti-rap n***a, n***a
I'm good, n***a, I'm good
N***a, I'm go-o-o-o-o-od
N***as n***a, n***as n***a
I'm good on you n***as

[Verse 1: Demetrius]
I don't give a fuck n***a, fuck n***as, fuck fuck n***as
I don't understand these Young Thug n***as, nah
I fuck with drug dealers
Motherfuckers carrying weight like they barely in shape, uncut n***as, yea
Pardon my sentence like I was pardoned from prison
But comin' out the fuckin' closet in hip hop is forbidden
Like harvestin' body parts for the black market
I'm with the 'rip-a-n***a-apart' business, I'm a black market physician
Dear rap gods, I apologize on behalf of my rap peers that appear to act odd
Dressin' queer as rap broads, rappin' like they never feared the rapture
But I'll put the fear back in em after I lyrically baptize n***as
N***as, fuck being friends, I'm like fuck being civil
I got the right to wave my civil rights
I'm as bright as a Hebrew-Israelite
Cuz what he brew is real light
But you a bitch n***a in real life
[Verse 2: Kenny]
I guess statin' a hurtful fact or two is what I have to do
About all of you fake rappin' dudes and your lack of truth
You're as ass as glutes
I plan on smackin' you or fasten you
That's puttin' the strap on you, make it clap at you
Tell your brain don't mind my bullets, they just passin' through
This weed'll eat your fuckin' pack you fuckin' pack of fruits
You want it? Huh huh, you want it?
The earth, I'll take you off it, I'm on it
You see I been a renegade and a bit insane
When center stage, since I been of age
Been spittin' flames, sent in the game
To get rid of lames and renovate
We bound to be on top of y'all, who we gotta go through
Y'all hoes, I told ya you're thots, I thought I told you
We ain't in the same boat so I don't rock with you n***as
And no joke, I'm not 'Knock-knockin' you n***as
And no offense, I'm not knockin' you n***as
But in the whip, I'm not knockin' you n***as

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[Verse 3: Julius]
Anti-this n***a, anti-that
N***a what, tie this n***a and tie that n***a up
N***as say I can't be anti everything, why can't I?
I'm low down, ant high, I could look into an ant's eyes
Wait let the beat breath, now I'mma kill the beat
Got the will to beast on a beat, n***as wonderin' will the beast appear
I'm a wildebeest, I ain't nowhere near a leash
You old rappers over the hill, fallin' off, that hill is steep
Everything y'all do is backwards, I mean super backwards
All we do is rep us, n***a super backwards
I'm fresh out of film school, I'm ready to shoot some actors
Come through shootin' practically everything for shootin' practice
Our music make the nation rock, we should sign to Carter
Gun got a silencer, do business with my silent partner
Mixtape Monthly, my n***as got perfect drive
MMV12, our engine is workin' fine
[Verse 4: Dice]
The bad guy's back, the bad guy's back
N***a whatever you like, I'm anti that
You're tourin' Long Beach, you better plan to fly back
You'd rather land in Iraq because we came to highjack you n***as
Fuck rappers, my attitude is worse than ever
I lead you to slaughter like I'm Hitler, I'm a German shepherd
Y'all the same? Well fuck it, I'll be different
And all these ugly rap broads look like Thottie Pippen
It's close to Halloween, y'all going be hollering
Cuz I'mma dress up like Dice, scariest shit you rhymers seen
I'mma call Halloween "Holloween", cuz I'mma point
Leave you fuckin' hollow, ya caught my fuckin' hollow-point
Fuck rappers, this game is at a red alert
I seen a rapper rockin' a skirt with matchin' nails and purse
I had a bad attitude but you can tell its worse
And if you wanna find me, just Google search "hell on earth"

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