Anthem Lyrics

Glad you’ve made it this far
OK, Yeah Aiming for the stars
Shooting like Galager
Aiming for the stars
Shooting like Galager
Aiming for the stars
Shooting like Galager
Who’s the next challenger
You don’t wanna battle him
Niggers wanna beat me
Bitches wanna date me
Haters don’t like me
My mother thinks I’m crazy
Pops was a sucker, son of a bitch
Literally but mentally trying to get a grip
Cure for my hunger place for me to slumber
Living with a chick, not good for a brother
Specifically when you’re not ready to settle down
Especially when you got hoes around town
Not the ones that you go home to
Your’s boring The problems may prolong dude
Don’t worry This streets I’m sorry, I apologize
I’ve got to put even though I will qualify
I’ve got the exercise work it down eat the
Dont like handouts but , some day yous got to give

What’s the deal?
Let me know something
Match me on the sat, let’s blow something
then bag alot of green
Being broke and helpless
Richest like the vaccine, track team
Running to the money, get caffeine
Up all night, I need a jump start , batteries
Oh so trifle
I turn your block into a sad scene
Jumping with no trampoline
Intensive care, vaseline
Got the lady of your dreams calling miss paper
Her head in the shootin game, oh so amazin
I love to fuck you think she yours for the takin

Blade in the mouth, kiss of death, leave shakin
I’m baking, i’m hot, i’m scorchin you not
Debate him, why not? you fakin, please stop
He raise some straight lid, want top like bunk beds
Got the gold in the plot, no guitar but i rock
Bars is the crack, lemme open up shop
If i open up the trunk, tha dumb nigger get shot
Yeah, goin digital, make the transition
Nicer than a christian, with the lyrics spitten it
Verbally, niggers are the shit non nutrition
Normally rappers allowed more than politicians
Not to mention, im better than your main man
Love the swag, with the style like a name brand
Schoolin yall, students followin diagrams
Such a sham niggers cant get more than a telegram
Warn your man, i’m a bear, yall teddy grams
Burnin grams in the Linchon, no Abraham
Damn, my bars cleaner than a clergy man
in your head, cat scan
Just just sign

And keep it quiet boy, like barry is
Niggers on top, like a anchorman
no fan, we are not alike, i’m an anonym
Aiming for the stars
Shooting like Galager
Aiming for the stars
Shooting like Galager
Aiming for the stars
Shooting like Galager
Who’s the next challenger
You don’t wanna battle him

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Singer(s): Jay Z Ft. Kanye West
Movie/Album: Others