[Hook] This is me [Verse 1] Allow me to reintroduce myself My name is Anacron phonics induce how its spelled Writing songs and making music produce my wealth cause Im an artist breaking rules in the booth by self Im not a follower, never been a conformist When youre guidelines formless, possibilitys enormous My arts a polymer putty thats hella muddy But I still create beauty with whatever Im given, buddy This defines good music That underground, Liemert Park to Silver Lake infused with That Whiskey Teeth, Culture King, browsing Fusicology HashtagNow Playing trending topic, follow me Find me on Twitter, Im a rhyme freon spitter Hyphy, icycold flows bold bros throwed bows to Im finna show you how pros do, its so true Gallerys a dope crew, and Anacrons the GOAT, fool [Hook] [Verse 2] My mindframe is Unfamous Its not a label its a lifestyle, language And love for music, not that lackluster lameness Its not exclusive, any open mind could claim this Natural for the nameless underdogs anonymous Those with open eyes can see the underground is ominous What happened to the bond in this, what happened to community Busters at the top ditching unity for immunity Im a writer and a breaker and an MC Im a DJ and producer, and its in me That L.A. mentality to signify my family ties Understand me guys, I am Hip Hop personified Ahead of my time, futuristic messenger Blessing them since 89, now theyre barely catching up Rappers singing hooks now, sagging tight jeans But I bet they cant get down like me on black and white keys [Hook] [Verse 3] Damn fool, you dont know Anacron yet? Man, youre wrong Bet Im more shellshocking when Im rocking than a Nam vet Going off from the onset I could dumb it down or clown around spitting grammar complex That sideways talk ought to balance or get checked When you talk to me, youd better come politically correct cause uh, Ill White House you And I aint got to fake on what Im all about, fool Im a warfarer jumping out of your mirror If you call me out, Peanut Gallery torchbearer I rep my set, forget the rest Loyaltys my best quality from breath til death Down for the homies, my partners are like kin to me And I could be your best friend or your worst enemy It aint no inbetween, Im down to hold a grudge We could get along and grow or we could beef and never budge
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