Anthem - Aux God lyrics

​[Verse] We don't need no introduction We just need a aux cord plugin I got the orchestra of Anthem on production Mix it with me that's a spontaneous combustion Busting speakers, sub woofers and tweeters And busting ear drums until they ears bleeding Do it to the 'def' or til we deaf & speechless Word to grim reaper & the sign language teachers Beats or blackboards how I plan to chalk it I'm startin to make mark like it red paint on the bottle I'm swinging across they noggin, caught me red handed Made a mark with Makers Mark, that a**ault I'm doing damage to the damagers I plead guilty as charged They got me charged up like your phone in a wall That's a**ault and battery, I k** em with words huh Chalk talk and how to get a way with a murder Stanzas of scandals when I'm involved That's something that Olivia Pope can't solve Maybe you Better Call Saul But that won't get you off The hook, when you hooked to the meth of no hooks This Walter White on the cook, No Jesse Pinkman I'm breaking bad every time I touch a ink pen Heisenberg of the adjectives, nouns, & verbs Brains get left scrambled how I play with words So bored of the games they try to play on me Monopolize chess moves, get a clue bout me You gon' get this work, and the uniform for free They do it plain as a shirt, I got it down to a T Can't compare me cause I do this with a different fashion sense Do this cause I'm pose'ta they be pose'n like the manican Still standin still for the Gram and the cameras You should see it clear that it really ain't no challenge f** a battle and the cattle, I ain't with the beefing Just tryna keep it grounded like chuck, no sneakers But ain' with the sneakin, fam got heaters Pull a string he'll skeet ya, code name Cousin Skeeter I got bigger battles than rappers chatters on beats I'm tryna target stations who try to play me for weak They claim they play local artist but only late in the week Want your song at the peak? Gotta pay 'em a fee f** paying payola I need payloads with interest Don't ask me bout my budget cause ain't nothing for you in it Rather pay my fees, let my streams stack it by the penny Make a hundred times more than if the radio would spin it Understand the position of what I'm doing They do it for the money, I do it for the music Trapping off a app, how moving these units Grinding through the Spotify, Tidal, and the Apple Music Bandcamp bandos, SoundCloud boomin' Smoke a flow so loud, leave a tumor on a tuner This d**h auto-tuners searching through your antennas I'm money on the mic pimpin', no Katt Williams These radio cats gone wish they had 9 lives f** a call number 9, you need 11 behind R.I.P. Mz. Katt, gotta respect her grind Much love to Woo, gotta respect her mind I got love for the jocks tryna push our vision I know my sound ain't fit for the public agenda But I still go to war with the top of the system I'm talkin Cox Radio, Cumulus, and Emmis You don't understand how they corrupting the messages With low frequencies & sing alongs to a d**h wish All the false impressions will never impress me I'm nobodies investment, I do the investing Whether it's my music, my artist, or my people I'm much closer to 'em in places you can't reach 'em Ever since social media we controlling the media Might put a d**h date on the radio Wikipedia We don't wanna hear that weak sh** no more f** your airways, I'm the new aux Lord I say it again, like I said it before f** the radio the we got auxiliary cords Wooh! [Hook] Thank God for my aux cord Thank God for my aux cord Almighty Lords of the aux cord Anthem and Eugenius, could you want more? Thank God for my aux cord Thank God for my aux cord This the d**h of radio, with A RIP Even bigger Rest In Peace to Radio Raheem