The Anthem

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Yo fuck the kiddy crap, I did that stupid shit already jack Many rapper talk about how they come strapped with plenty gats And how they, were sellin' many cracks I take my belt off and give 'em a hundred-twenty whacks So many act, so I treat 'em like my sons And nowadays you got frail niggas frontin' trife with guns But I'm the truth like Beanie, none of y'all can see me 'Cause my family ties go as deep as Genovese Baldhead to the S-L-I-C-K Wanna rhyme, take a ride down my freeway Peace to all the PJ's and all the DJ's My word are like multitude so keep my shit on replay He say, she say, niggas know I'm the man Leavin' emcees depressed, tryna find a new plan And few can ever measure up to these standards The name is Baldhead Slick and yo, this is "The Anthem" [Hook: *cuts*] "It's the gifted, prolific one..." "Subtractin' all the rappers... who lack..." "It's the gifted, prolific one..." "Known as... Baldhead Slick..." "It's the gifted, prolific one..." "Carryin' my thoughts... the illest soldier..." "It's the gifted, prolific one..." "Known as... Baldhead Slick..." [Verse 2] One of the first real niggas, to ever rock a baldie Slick Daddy; that's what my ladies like to call me Trained in combat, still smooth in approach Live from first class, while you snooze in coach Coppin' cruiser boats, so I can rule the coast Any altercation, our peeps and do a toast I go from rockin' Timberlands, to wearin' Gucci boots Never chasin' a silly bitch, even if the groupie's cute I'm stakin' my claim, breakin' you lames I'll choke you out into submission, you ain't takin' a bang Fuck it, I'm takin' the blame for straight shakin' you up Wakin' you up, that doo-rag ain't makin' you tough Honestly you suck, like an infant on titties Like kamikaze fighter planes, I bomb your city Call me gritty, plus I'm spittin' at random Bitch I'm Baldhead Slick, and yeah this is "The Anthem" [Hook: *cuts*] "It's the gifted, prolific one..." "Subtractin' others rappers... who lack..." "It's the gifted, prolific one..." "Known as... Baldhead Slick..." [Verse 3] Bis-Mi-Allah A-Rahman A-Rahim All praises due, if ya know what I mean I know what I've seen, so many folks broke with no CREAM Bust out my own joints, so stop sellin' me dreams Stop tellin' me lies, doin' the work of Yakub I'm diligent and militant, and I'm gonna stop you Drop you - right where ya standin' Son I'm Baldhead Slick, and this is "The Anthem" [Hook: *cuts*] "It's the gifted, prolific one..." "Subtractin' others rappers... who lack..." "It's the gifted, prolific one..." "Known as... Baldhead Slick..." "It's the gifted, prolific one..." "Carryin' my thoughts... the illest soldier..." "It's the gifted, prolific one..." "Known as... Baldhead Slick..."