Anbu

Lyrics

[Verse 1: RUSTAGE] Words that they say are so hollow (Hollow) They do all this for the follow (Follow) But they don't Wright it the same so I'm staining them red like Apollo (Pollo) Spunky my dogs are like Rocko They ask me to rap about some random shit and demand that I should get it done by tomorrow (How many times do I have to..) Don't care for your birthday That don't mean shit in the first place They drop their bits and they all insist That I pull more shifts and I work late They want raps express At my best Days on end till the captain's dead I'd lose my head like I'm Antoinette Cause I've seen more dicks than on Chatroulette R-R-Root of the problem I'm looking like Danzo Anbu I do so much from the shadows Lines on my head like I'm hit with the barcode Harsh truths they don't know shit like a tarot I do not know you You do not own me I will not rap on command, karaoke I be so sick of the people that think this is easy Bitch why don't you shut up and show me [Chorus: Postcard, RUSTAGE] I gotta do a lot, I know And who are you to stop my glow? When the music stop, I'm low I gotta prove a lot so let's go When my eyes are filled with shadows, I been laid down in some weeks (Anbu) On my mind is in the gallows, and I'm trying not to speak (Anbu) Only vision isn't something you can see behind the scenes I'm just hoping I got life, long enough to live a dream (Anbu) [Verse 2: RUSTAGE] People act like music is done in a couple minutes They don't know what's in it, think I just rap a bit then its finished Drives me fucking livid I put my work in I'm at my limit They think they can mimic But they don't do it the way I did it Ain't so simple is it? Too easy Red off the top when I dunk, Hanamichi They on my drops every week so they see me Retweet, like and subscribe on a repeat Read these stupid replies acting needy Breathe deep they wonder why I be sleepy Greedy, acting online like I'm lying when Time after time after time saying please me Ah I will not look at your lyrics I will not act like your personal critic I will not be in your rap when you've only uploaded one song and that shit isn't finished My time is short bitch I don't want to give it I do not care bout the life that your living Call me a dick I don't care bout my image So stop asking me that ain't none of my business [Chorus: Postcard, RUSTAGE] I gotta do a lot, I know And who are to stop my glow? When the music stop, I'm low I gotta prove a lot so let's go When my eyes are filled with shadows, I been laid down in some weeks (Anbu) On my mind is in the gallows, and I'm trying not to speak (Anbu) Only vision isn't something you can see behind the scenes I'm just hoping I got life, long enough to live a dream Yeah my eyes are filled with shadows, I been laid down in some weeks (Anbu) On my mind is in the gallows, and I'm trying not to speak (Anbu) Only vision isn't something you can see behind the scenes I'm just hoping I got life, long enough to live a dream (Anbu)