Anonymous [Music Video]

[Intro] See I would get on this track and tell you I'm the best but I can't because not only am I not the best I'm not even a real person So let's be honest nobody knows who the fuck I am I mean why do you think I bought that anonymous mask... I know what I am [Verse 1] It's the white infernus wielding a gat but don't know how to work it Burning persons but burned myself into the surface Since the day I surfaced to steal culture from urbans who think I burden the verses Hide me from the public service, pull down all my curtains Cut my promotional circuits Oh look at me I'm so hermit with reversed epidermis Who finally came outside to record myself Walking in circles around my Grandma's neighborhood home looking so lurkin' I'm still alone The catacomb Mr. Unknown I need a new hobby God forbid I get better known right? Disowned from Daddy Turned it into the most popular loner That now has a fucking fake happy persona To be the worst rapper to ever be Because his brains in a coma but my body is such a roamer I'm losing it and I'm not getting any closer to Being everyone else and saying I'm just another everyday stoner who woke up with a boner But nah Thats a tale for another day I would just rather say hey hip-hop look at me Look at me [Hook] It's La Dee Doddy Doddy, Here comes anony And I won't stop til' I cum in Hip-Hop's body When the fuck will somebody spot me Ohhh, ohhh [Verse 2] I'm just killing em as I mozy on Destroying em even more as I move along Kill them on every song, Is it too fucking wrong The way I murder them with every bar,line or rhyme that comes out My mind and makes its way on top of the page They be to calm down Keep a mirror near I'm not a real person here And I'm dead and blind in the afterlife I hid behind a fake smile and dark humor to show how I'm so very super nice So they don't even have to ask me twice When I say listen to my album because it don't cost a price It might costs a loss of 22 IQ points to be precise But I took a few words of advice that I'm just a waste of life But jokes on ya'll i ain't even got a life to live I don't got an in-stock fuck to give Isn't it weird I'm reluctant to admit that I don't give a shit And that I don't exist even when I rap as good as this But it's written as omits But since I got rejected by brits Threw a couple fits with a knife And cut a slit in all my friends back handed wrist compliments I'm on my real I'm top notch skilled but I don't feel confident in the cards I've been dealt Galactic whip your ass with Orion's belt You motherfuckers gon feel me like you ain't ever felt Invisible leader I've been bout it, bout it Nalyd vs all The Invalids Its like comparing snails to cheetahs I'm the offended repeater Oh well there ngoes Nalyd goes with another subliminal I must be mental Because look at all this instrumental stuffed with inuindo They start to tremble when I come around with my pencil To disassemble them limb from limb it's simple Welcome to a unlocked level to hell Welcome to a tutorial to try to learn rap and eventually fail And hey Dad I know your a retard but that might explain why I spit so well [Hook] [Verse 3] Yeah I'm a little sick I might scribble shit on the back of a brick Anywhere I need the rhyme So I can throw the punch line at you yet still remember it I'm sickly bitch I'm about as attractive prickly..cactuses You meant to say cacti Well cause I'm dumb guy I'm that guy I'm her dream guy that'll give your girl a black eye Apologize with a creampie Leave her high and dry without saying goodbye, kinda shit I'm the scratch that can't be itched The simple mind that can't be switched I'm the snitch that'll have to need a upper chest stiched And then live in a ditch because I told on someone Who said it's be best-fit If I jumped off a bridge (Nooooo) (Ohhhhhh) I'm a pig Look at me going ham in the fridge I'm out of touchand or off the grid And forbid you ever let me near the kids I left a mark but best believe it was a skid The attack of the disgusting black ink of a squid When it drips onto the pad from my pen Boring life in possession Simple scripts of blogging depressing Confessions I'll unload triple clips into my head to save you the question Why is he the way he is I just can't comprehend him I'm guessing he doesn't want a spot in up there heaven I'm guessing the little faggot just wanted more attention I wanna beat some sense into him to learn the bitch a lesson He's miserable Acting like someone's always against him Although the tape over his mouth is the only forgotten weapon Now think about that for a second Oh wait I'm anonymous you won't fuck you