John Anthony - Slaughter Day Lyrics

I'm tired of being the one who speaks out
Lendin' y'all a hand to reach out
Nicer guy just tryin' leave out the violent shit, 'cause y'all would freak out
My last album dropped to deep south
Why does no one like my shit, wow
Y'all just try'na fuck with me now
But the bad guy's back with a beat down
All I gotta do is peak around
The game is full a bunch of weak clowns
My competition makes me think now
That I don't gotta try or be found
Just talk about the money and get clout
Smoke a pack of weed and be proud
And rap like there's a dick in each mouth
Fuck a song, let's hear you freestyle
Cause I'm back bitch, what you wanna say
Call it slaughter day, Mr. Offset
You a none threat to my shark bate
Cause I'm a cut straight into your arteries and
Place 'em right up in your daughter's face, how you wanna play
Cause I'm a open up now, kind'a like Cardi's legs
I'm no longer playin', when I see a goat from a faraway
I'm a take a shot 'cause I'm not afraid to
Bury a legend inside of his grave
If I had a penny for all of the days
That I never learned from what I would say
I'd probably be rich, so give me my pennies
I'm 'bout'a learn this shit the harder way 'cause

What I'm tryin' to say is that, I have no time to borrow
Tryin' to live the best life today so I can wake up and do it all tomorrow
All I hear is this doubt, runnin' from the mouths of people won't follow
I would tell you to go suck my dick
But I know that shit's so hard to swallow
But fuck you all though
So how is everybody findin' a deal
When half of these mother fuckers that are up in the game
Don't even have slightest of skill
To step to the mic and fight up at will
The Nas and Pac's who's writin' is killed
By rappers who feel like they might've just filled
The name of the legend they tryin' to steal
But I'm tryin' to appeal the next generation of writers
I still feel like there are some in the game and I will
Destroy all the fakes and acknowledge the reals
The Logic and Cole's to Drake and the Mill's
From Joyner to Sean to Kendrick, I feel like I can be part of the crew that is built
Just listen to all of the shit that I've spilt

But I still feel like people think that I hate trap
All the way back to my old shit, when I told kids with them face tats
That your tapes trash, better face facts
Cause if this is where the fuckin' games at
Then I'll place mags in my semi, when you in my deadeye
Cause bitch I'm bout to aim back
But I ain't mad I'm just searchin' for a proposition
If I gotta give a flyin' fuck, I'll give it
Just to get a little bit of competition
Not the rappers faults that they are optimistic
It's the fans who give 'em all the recognition
And expect the tracks to be as hard as shit when
You know that it's garbage but you want to listen, 'cause it's
All a gimmick, but if this is how I got to get intact
Then I'll flip a Token on it's fuckin' ass
Provin' that I'm ahead of like all of his raps
It's business as usually, in fact
I'm givin' you everything that you have asked
It's slaughter day
Cause in the end the nice guys always finish last