John Anthony - Rhyme Lyrics

(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
Yo
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
Mic check mother fucker
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
God damn, you know that I
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
You steppin into the cage, faced with a raged maniac, insane
Enough to break you in eight places
Awaken the beast, the monster, it's the conjuring
You can't stop thе king when he be on his way
I'm'a lay your ass in a caskеt
The fastest way to get assassinated is when you come at me
So homie if you askin' to get your ass handed, then ask it
I'll blast you away, you little bastard
There's nothin' more attractive then grabbin' an axe or a hatchet
And classically slashin' your asses
I'm back in this mother fucker if anyone's askin'
The captain of rap is steerin' this fuckin' passenger ship
And if you after the same fuckin' brass ring that I'm after
And happen to be on the same ladder
I'm draggin' your ass back down, to master this craft
And if you call yourself a rapper
You better have the rhyme
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
You better have the rhyme
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
You better have the rhyme
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
You better have the rhyme
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
I'm bustin' out like I'm in a jail cell, comin' directly into your area
You settling very well in hell where I buried ya
Better get back 'cause I am deadly and I'm tellin' ya
That all you gentlemen can gently lick my genitalia
If anybody starvin', I'll consider a deal
With servin' you my freakin' balls on a hamburger meal
Cause I am still the most illest killer man, for real
On the mic, I just tell it how I feel
But if I just be a spoke that's on the wheel, I'm'a give you it straight
I never break or hesitate from what I would say
Cause I would face whatever you place up in my way, I'm doin' great right now
But one day, I may just have the capability to escape the trilogy
I take it willingly that you ain't just feelin' me
Like a steak, you grillin' me, in this game and industry
I don't hate you literally but I make no sympathy
Cause ain't nobody fuckin' with me yet and it's obvious
Beggin' for a shot 'cause I got like a lot of this dominance
On the mic, I'm positive my competition chokes like a block up in their esophagus
Ain't nobody stopping this, it's asinine, how can you be that surprised
You should get your ass in line if you wanna shot
Cause whenever that spotlight shines and then a thousand eyes be on you
You better have the rhyme
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
You better have the rhyme
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
You better have the rhyme
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
You better have the rhyme
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
If I was you, there's no doubt I'd hate me too
I'm a sporadic killer when I would make a move, I still break the rules
Takin' your eighty-two year old grandmother's card to buy pay-per-views
I hate to lose, even when I'm winning enough
I ain't givin' a fuck, visibly I'm rippin' em up
Physically dippin' 'em into the freakin' river for fun
I'm typically flippin' the bird as a publicity stunt
I got big, big balls and y'all do not have 'em
Come here little slut, why don't you come grab 'em
Play with 'em, fuck it, why not even come smack 'em
Whack 'em in your face, 'til my sacks black and blue
Bitch, I'm going off radar, I'm Darth Vader
The Villain's back and he's killin' off all haters
Cause on paper, I'm far greater
I've given everything into the game, so I'm like your star player
I got like thirty-four lesbians in a dark chamber
Gettin' hard, playin' fuckin' tag with a sharp razor
Dead bodies on my tarp, paintin' my arms with blood
Like I'm in some type of mother fuckin' art major
It's hard labor in this game
Either you take everything that you got and place it right on this damn plate
Or tuck your tail between your damn legs and just walk away
Cause you ain't really got what it would take
This shit will give you pain in the brain
Basically make you feel like you gonna go insane
But why should I complain
The greats in the game come in time, so y'all try'na be like that
You better have the rhyme
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
You better have the rhyme
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
You better have the rhyme
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
You better have the rhyme
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
You better have the rhyme
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
You better have the rhyme

(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
Yo
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
Mic check mother fucker
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
God damn, you know that I
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
You steppin into the cage, faced with a raged maniac, insane
Enough to break you in eight places
Awaken the beast, the monster, it's the conjuring
You can't stop thе king when he be on his way
I'm'a lay your ass in a caskеt
The fastest way to get assassinated is when you come at me
So homie if you askin' to get your ass handed, then ask it
I'll blast you away, you little bastard
There's nothin' more attractive then grabbin' an axe or a hatchet
And classically slashin' your asses
I'm back in this mother fucker if anyone's askin'
The captain of rap is steerin' this fuckin' passenger ship
And if you after the same fuckin' brass ring that I'm after
And happen to be on the same ladder
I'm draggin' your ass back down, to master this craft
And if you call yourself a rapper
You better have the rhyme
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
You better have the rhyme
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
You better have the rhyme
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
You better have the rhyme
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
I'm bustin' out like I'm in a jail cell, comin' directly into your area
You settling very well in hell where I buried ya
Better get back 'cause I am deadly and I'm tellin' ya
That all you gentlemen can gently lick my genitalia
If anybody starvin', I'll consider a deal
With servin' you my freakin' balls on a hamburger meal
Cause I am still the most illest killer man, for real
On the mic, I just tell it how I feel
But if I just be a spoke that's on the wheel, I'm'a give you it straight
I never break or hesitate from what I would say
Cause I would face whatever you place up in my way, I'm doin' great right now
But one day, I may just have the capability to escape the trilogy
I take it willingly that you ain't just feelin' me
Like a steak, you grillin' me, in this game and industry
I don't hate you literally but I make no sympathy
Cause ain't nobody fuckin' with me yet and it's obvious
Beggin' for a shot 'cause I got like a lot of this dominance
On the mic, I'm positive my competition chokes like a block up in their esophagus
Ain't nobody stopping this, it's asinine, how can you be that surprised
You should get your ass in line if you wanna shot
Cause whenever that spotlight shines and then a thousand eyes be on you
You better have the rhyme
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
You better have the rhyme
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
You better have the rhyme
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
You better have the rhyme
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
If I was you, there's no doubt I'd hate me too
I'm a sporadic killer when I would make a move, I still break the rules
Takin' your eighty-two year old grandmother's card to buy pay-per-views
I hate to lose, even when I'm winning enough
I ain't givin' a fuck, visibly I'm rippin' em up
Physically dippin' 'em into the freakin' river for fun
I'm typically flippin' the bird as a publicity stunt
I got big, big balls and y'all do not have 'em
Come here little slut, why don't you come grab 'em
Play with 'em, fuck it, why not even come smack 'em
Whack 'em in your face, 'til my sacks black and blue
Bitch, I'm going off radar, I'm Darth Vader
The Villain's back and he's killin' off all haters
Cause on paper, I'm far greater
I've given everything into the game, so I'm like your star player
I got like thirty-four lesbians in a dark chamber
Gettin' hard, playin' fuckin' tag with a sharp razor
Dead bodies on my tarp, paintin' my arms with blood
Like I'm in some type of mother fuckin' art major
It's hard labor in this game
Either you take everything that you got and place it right on this damn plate
Or tuck your tail between your damn legs and just walk away
Cause you ain't really got what it would take
This shit will give you pain in the brain
Basically make you feel like you gonna go insane
But why should I complain
The greats in the game come in time, so y'all try'na be like that
You better have the rhyme
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
You better have the rhyme
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
You better have the rhyme
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
You better have the rhyme
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
You better have the rhyme
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
(Have the rhyme, have the rhyme)
You better have the rhyme