Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Am A God, artist - John Anthony. Date of issue: 25.06.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I Am A God |
| Yeah |
| Aye, yeah |
| (Hook) |
| I am a God, I am a God |
| I am a God, I am a God |
| I am a God |
| Yeah |
| I am a God |
| I am not playin' with y’all |
| I was just made to evolve |
| I am the one |
| Never would drop when I fall |
| Now I take shots at ‘em all |
| Holdin' this fuckin' trigger, I be pullin' it back |
| Call me a joke but I know how to rap |
| Havin' mother fuckin' feast on these faggots |
| I’m laughin' straight to the bank, like a savage |
| Remember now, Jesus broke bread |
| But I be so goddamn broke, that I don’t got any bread to spend |
| I kinda feel the rush, bloods going straight to my head |
| I gotta flush out all my anger instead of gettin' pissed off |
| If I slit my wrist off and I couldn’t write |
| I probably still be makin' hits |
| So let me think, y’all probably getting ticked off |
| Maybe I am right, ‘cause you mother fuckers weak as shit, I got a |
| New beginnin' to write to |
| My lyrics might hit you like a fuckin' typhoon |
| Maybe I might soon get back on the mic and fight you |
| The white group Phriends aren’t as tight as my tunes |
| But I knew Chase way back in high school |
| The white dude never spit a bar so I assumed |
| That he was just another white kid, polite too |
| But now he’s in the game so I guess I don’t like you |
| Fuck rap I’m gone |
| I’m ‘bout to leave y’all with the fuckin' tracks I’ve done |
| I’m packin' out of this fucker like your average son |
| So long cock suckers, man I have enjoyed the fun |
| No I’m just kiddin' man, I ain’t leavin' |
| Fuck, you dumb? |
| You really thought that I might of had plan to run? |
| You out of your damn mind |
| Don’t think I forgot that I told you mother fuckers to fuck it man |
| ‘Cause I am a God |
| (Hook) |
| I am a God, I am a God |
| I am a God, I am a God |
| I am a God |
| I am the villain that y’all do not like, (Whoa) |
| The one that’s gon' fuck up your life, (Whoa) |
| Just give me a second, to show you my records |
| I promise you’ll think that it’s tight, (No) |
| But maybe I’m never gon' ever, gon' make it back up when I enter |
| But yet I have centered my life around rap |
| And there’s nothing that’s better |
| Then tearin' these rappers right up like they shredders |
| ‘Cause I don’t really fuck with all you bitches |
| I be comin' back like folklore |
| So soak your life into mine, I’m so bored |
| That I’m a take deals in the back of a drugstore |
| You broke whores wanna talk shit? |
| Well go for it |
| I’ll pour more money into rap, but still forced |
| To talk shit about my rhymes, like I’m torn |
| I bet you would’ve stole my shit if you wrote more |
| But fuck that, I’m clear your intent |
| Like windex, who the fucks gives a shit yet |
| I indent my life to you, it’s instant |
| This bitch is cryin' and I haven’t even put it in yet |
| If this get’s a little bit nuts and resistant |
| And my friends get pissed when I don’t missed them |
| Then fuck it, I don’t really not care if we distant |
| I’ll pull my ass out and tell you all to kiss it |
| But this isn’t how it’s gonna be |
| When I’m not gonna fall for any of that shit |
| When I am gone |
| You better watch out when I’m back, so stand off |
| And I don’t wanna be the type to tell you to fuck off |
| But fuck off |
| This train’s hyped up now |
| And I haven’t done a mother fuckin' thing |
| So I’m just getting off |
| And I don’t need none of that shit |
| I’m ticked off |
| I’m here now bitch tellin' you that |
| (Hook) |
| I am a God, I am a God |
| I am a God, I am a God |
| I am a God |