400 Bar (Freestyle) - John Anthony

Who in the sake of God would introduce my name

I’ve been secluded and viewed as a true insane

Ludicrous loser, abuser, there’s few to say

I think I’m losin' a huge fuckin' screw in my brain

Yet I have proven that you ain’t gonna ruin me

With all your stupid, subliminal amusement games

I’ll keep producin' my tunes, never losin' faith

I’m at the point where I avoid this drama spreadin'

Either you feed into this shit or be a man a forget it

I know I said a lot stupid shit but do I regret it?

Nah, y’all can kiss the cheeks of my ass if offended

I’m gettin' sick of these snowflake generational bitches

Misses I’m always fuckin' right when you know that you isn’t

Like have a fuckin' sense of humor or you’ll have an incision into your fuckin'

head

‘Cause that’s the situation that’s given

I’m livin' up to the top ‘cause this is my only shot

To go and murder these beats, whether you like it or not

I’m bout’a write ‘til my mother fuckin' mind has dropped

I ain’t quittin' now ‘cause this is really all that I got to keep it major

A piece of me is half of this paper

You mother fuckers buggin' over shit that I say but

Have no problem when I show a bit of my anger

When I’m bitchin' at my ex ‘cause I barely can stand her

I’m not surprised everybody don’t like me

You ridiculin' everything I say

Despite being a cock suckin', mother fuckin' dick, bite me

I’m not somebody that you should be takin' lightly

All of this hate in the air, it blinds me

Admit it, you fuck boys love to fight me

We’ll go ahead, do your best and find me

Matter of fact, I’ll be at your mom’s by nine and we’ll be fuckin' all night

Disregard the rubber

I’ma pull out in the middle when I start to fuck her

And you’ll be left in your life with a retarded brother

Yeah I said it cock suckers, did I start to stutter? Nah

I’m a true mother fucker, I’m just tryna make my bread and butter off of this

shit

Man it’s no wonder that my hungers always drivin' me

This undeniably the worst side of me and yeah, fuck anxiety

I’m not for that

If you talking smack, I got no problem knockin' you right on your ass

The villain’s back, you want beef? Then fine you got it

Topic of discussion mother fucker, that’s all I wanted

Because my rhymes are lethal like a fire beneath you

I’ll decide if I’m livin' my life violent or peaceful

So don’t come at me and expect that I won’t say shit

Bitch I will murder you so bad up on this mic you will quit

And possibly may have to rethink why you ever came at me first

When you know I’ll shrink you to size so you can fit in this urn

You faggots will never learn so homie just wait your turn

You fuckin' just with the villain, you’ll get what you all deserve

My pen is like the revolver, ammo is all the words

Firing back at all of these pussy, faggots and nerds

I’m waiting ‘til I return, the fuckin' gift and a curse

Forget tryna get the earth, I want the whole universe to hear what I fuckin' say

So shut up and just observe

I’m hearin' too many chirps, I’m flippin' you all the bird

Be ready when I emerge to murder you on the verse, you pussy

I be back and I’m practically slashin' your ass

With these raps that I stash on my pad

If you faggots attack me, I’ll lash on your ass

With this fire burnin' passion I have, that would drive me insane

Fuckin' I be in pain but the stakes are too high

So I can’t walk away, gotta aim for the sky

Gonna stay ‘til die ‘cause one day you will rest me

Right next these legends, the best of the best is the next me

So why second guess me?

Faggots, you naggin'? That’s fine, go ahead keep on laughin'

‘Cause that’s what has fueled me through most of my music

You fools lookin' stupid, you losers are clueless

I knew you was not on my side, you a fake in disguise

I just hate all you guys who would claim you would ride and just die for me,

lyin' to me

I’m not surprise, I can’t wait see your face when I’m signed ‘cause I be

Comin' at you with the dopest rhymes, the coldest lines

The classical flow you might just recognize

Hear the lyrics from the poster child

The one you mother fuckers hate and would poke his style, fuck dissin'

You really wanna fight the real me?

Fine, put down the mic and just try to kill me

Do your best bitch, go head oh wait, you can’t

You just a mother fuckin' pussy who just shits his pants

I ain’t gon' sit here and just argue

I guarantee if my shit erupts, I’ll draw more attention than a cartoon

The Chronicles was ripped apart due to the lyrics and comparisons

But I’m still havin' a part two

So thank you for the criticism you cunt

Mr. I ain’t never spoke a fuckin' word to you once

Suck on a dick and lick up the after spit on nuts, you fuckin' dumb

Half of y’all can’t even do what I’ve done

Never was out rhymed, I climb this mountain to outshine

All of my competition who just sits there and doubt’s my crazy ways

Who hates my mouth, why? My foul lines only contain two shots

Bitch, it’s about time that you hear me now

‘Cause I was a skinny clown the second I came around

Now I’m feastin' on the game and I think I gained like eighty pounds

Waive this gun around inside of this stadium

Packed to the ceilin', do you feel me now?

My rhymin' patterns are just masterful

Matter a fact natural, your shit is trash and laughable with a capital L

Causin' collateral damage put me in a rabbit hole but lookin' back

I happen to see that my fuckin' glass is full so

It’s like a message in a bottle

My lyrics sealed so you can’t even follow

You ain’t gonna know shit the second I close in

And beat on your fuckin' head like AP did to his own kid

I’m comin' in with extended rounds, amount? Too many to count

Wow, there’s plenty of clowns

Now it’s just kind’a common to hear these people go off on me like I’m fuckin'

Madana

But at least with my fans, I never let ‘em down

Barely just where I wannabe

Probably not even close to the fuckin' finish line, sneakin' around

Follow me like a prodigy, nearin' something now, I just gotta be

This not a dream, I don’t wanna sleep

Part me wants to get up and demolish these mother fuckers critiquin' me

Have to decency, Jesus I can’t believe this

You treatin' me like a piece of fuckin' garbage

And equally makin' me feel completely like I ain’t need to be here

Just wastin' my fuckin' time

And I recently thought if I easily said the fuck with this shit

Got up and left it peacefully

I would be seemingly just feedin' into your selfish and greedy, deceitfully ways

That you frequently, secretly are givin' me

But I guess that’s now what beefin' means

Just like a story book from a folktale

You hoes still can’t even keep up, you chase your own tail

Catch you at the motel 6, gettin' your dick sucked by a grown male

With your toe nail up his ass like oh well, you do what your told still

I guess your a broke fail, you softer than oatmeal

You wanna promote sales like Howie Mandel, I look at him like no deal

We not even bro’s still so you can just

Poke me back, my flow’s like magic

You know the fact that I’m no fanatic

My bonus tracks are more dope than half of your whole album

I don’t need to no one to cope for that

When you know that I’m the baddest like what up

I’m just sittin' on back

Watchin' this game fall and collapse from the point where I’m at

What happened to battle rap, actually rap in general?

It’s not even impressive to be a rapper anymore

No one gives a flyin' fuck if you’s a flashy star

Money you fag retards spend on these gats and cars

We want them nasty bars, don’t care if your track is hard

You could be wack or smart, just fuckin' act the part

Y’all rappers ain’t shit, basically fakes, you pussy

I’m not a gangsta but it’s a big mistake to push me

I’ve gone crazed I’m back, all in your face I know ya

To the pavement as I grab a grenade launcher

And I spray your ass like I’m a crazy mobster

‘Cause I’m turnin' back into that old ragin' monster

Face it you cock suckers, I’m a legend of apex

My brains upside down so whenever I take tests

I end up with straight F’s but that shit is common

Fuck safe sex, rip the latex and condoms

I hit my rock bottom, but I still believe there’s potential

All I really need a ladder, chair or a step stool

To get my ass outta this dreadful pit that I’m in, this shit is stressful

I may have had too many Red Bull’s

My parents don’t even know I’m rappin' here yet

‘Cause they probably get mad as shit and send my ass out to med school

No disrespect to the docs, nurses and vets

But if I became a doctor and had a patient who has been, in a serious accident

I’d pull the plug and let his ass sleep to death

Might as well just let God take the rest

Oh fuck, this what we doing now?

I got the baddest pedigree that you have just ever seen

Ain’t nobody gonna fuck with a man and his legacy

My chemistry with this game is literally off the chains

Got the dictionary already stuffed inside my brain

I got blod on the mic, I’m kinda just psycho

Whoops, I mis-spelled blood no wait, that’s a type-o

Oh shit, here we go with the puns, I like those

Bitches suck me out harder than fatty’s with lipo’s

You annoy me John, your fuckin' nuts

I know

So that’s why I roll up on you like five-0

Look at Kendrick man, he’s one of my idols

I would love to meet ‘em if only my albums went viral, but I know that there’s

No sleep ‘til

Ah shit, I get a deal

Goddamn

Alright, let me get back to reality here

Ayo, this game is all I ever wanted from

The second I heard that 50 album, I kinda felt like this shit is what got me

hooked

Illmatic, Mathers and Chronic stood as basically all that I would

Ever listen to and when I bought my first Onxy album, I started bumpin' them

Naught By Nature, Mobb Deep and Fugees had me wanna look

Back at some older tracks and that’s when LL really just got me good

Radio was unbelievable, I had to throw some homage to one of the greatest of

all time

That album’s hard as fuck

Guess it kind’a felt good to have something more than just comic books up in my

life

Shit was just not enough, I couldn’t just be a fan

I had to learn how to rap so I would study them

Learn all I can off these greats, never forget when I produced my first tape

I pretended like I was Dr. Dre

Everyone wanted to be what they saw on TV

And I just wanted to be whatever I heard up on CD, shit

Now I ain’t gon' be bias

Y’all should’a known that I got the skills to rhyme shit

It’s no surprise that I have broke the silence

I’m a mother fuckin' asshole that no one likes, shit

All of my life I promote this violence

Show the mileage that I fuckin' took to fly up in this bitch

My rhymes can be overpriced but I don’t mind, I’m iller than corona virus

Ah wait, that line’s weak, let me enhance this shit

I’m iller than a cancer kid

No wait, that line’s worse, you can’t say that shit

We live in a world where that comes off as offensive

For once can you just understand this much?

Alright fine, don’t get your panties all up in a bunch

Like Jesus Christ, this world is soft

I can’t even say the word fag without a fag just gettin' ticked off

Fool me once, it’s strike one

Fool me twice, it’s strike three and that’s how it’s gonna be

Step on my shoes, I’ll step on your face wearin' cleats

My Air Max 90's, you can’t fuck with these

You little bitch, I’m an evil sensation

I’m patiently waitin' ‘til I go and make a name

It’s the same two steps that I be takin' like everyday

Eventually I just gotta walk right up in the game, right?

Shit, someone better grab me now the

Party hats

Tell me where this party’s at, I just had a bottle of Jack

Now I got your momma mad, drivin' out her Pontiac

Swerve, ran a couple kids over and killed their sorry ass

I rather have a heart attack than just hear another mumble rapper

Rap about stupid shit that I never asked

The fuck’s a Playboi Cardi? The guy cannot rap

Drops an LP that immediately goes in the trash

This mother fuckin', cock suckin', dick rubbin', ball bustin', leg humpin' bitch

Better watch her fuckin' guard

You fuckin' eyeball me one more time

I will tie a rope around your ponytail and drag you off the truck my car

You better remain calm in this game son

It took eight months to finally trust all of my day one’s

I ate crumbs for most of my life, even the body of Christ at church

I still couldn’t take one

My head’s a mess and I think I might’a just said it best

My brain swerves from right to left like the letter S

I got the Wu-Tang vibes, ya better protect ya neck

Or ya ass will get shot next like, ha

Ain’t no way you gonna stop me now

This drama pops out when I’m not around

Need to add Olivia Holt to my body count

You can sit on my face girl, I gotta potty mouth

Nobody wants me now, why? ‘Cause I’m an asshole

Who says all these fag jokes and laughs at these retards who kinda act slow

But whoa, let’s not try to cross any lines, fuck that, give me the bat yo

Let me just smash couple heads back, got a fetish for aluminum bats

Go ahead, why don’t you ask my last girlfriend

She’ll probably vouch for that, get knock down twice

But still come bouncin' back, oh now what’s that?

Couple rounds of Jack?

I don’t mind if I do, how many shots can I spew?

Let’s play a game, the first one to get alcohol poisonin' wins

And I’m already down two

So try your best to beat me, you can’t do it

I drank so much in my life that I became stupid

Who the fuck would wanna play my dang music?

I fire at the doubt so I can just aim through it

But don’t confuse it

This game is all I ever needed, everything else just fuckin' useless

I put my two cents in

Believe my true friends when they tell me there is a chance that I can do this

A wise man would say, I’m tryna be what I’m destined to be

But you tryna take my life away

So by the end of day, better just say what you gotta just say

Or you best get out my fuckin' way

So whether I just gotta keep on diggin' up in dirt

Just to find a fuckin' way to reach up to the fuckin' surface, then I’m do it,

screw it

The hell do I gotta lose, nothing

I’m’a go and get what I know I deserve ‘cause

This my indicator, I’m bout’a make a name for myself

If I don’t brace for the ceiling, then the dang floor

Is all that I would aim for, I’m just an entertainer

And your a fuckin' hater so, see ya later

There’s nothin' greater than takin' this pen and rapin' the page

I mean actually placin' my dick right on the fuckin' paper

It’s such a beautiful sensation

Kinda like takin' two foster kids away from their home

Oh wait, I mean their chambers

I’m runnin' in this race and I know that I’m gonna make it

I barely even know what lap I’m on but that’s okay ‘cause

I know I’m gettin' close, almost at the finish line

Bout’a erupt like the Boston Mara, um never mind

So by the time you hear this, I probably wrapped an album

Y’all better fuck with this shit, I’m bout’a take you out on

A trip inside my notepad, a journey through my mind

‘Cause this my life and know that

(It's the hard knock life)