Intro (Friday Bangerz)

I ain't here to babble like an animal
I'm here to paint pictures prettier than a chapel of Michelangelo's
Standin' tall walkin' amongst the masses
Watchin' everyone trying to figure out where the greener grass is
And who's is growin' the fastest
Y'all hot with the steel and ain't even a blacksmith
This rappin' ain't a fad, no it's a movement
That means you ain't a shoe-in just because you think you're proven
Y'all needin' some improvement
Yeah, I really wonder all the time, if we gettin' dumber over time
These muppets keep feedin' the public all this rubbish and it's makin' me wanna cover my eyes
All this mumble ain't sublime, seems like they stumble over lines
Meanwhile, I'm kickin' it viscous, spittin' wicked lyrics
Feelin' odd and alone like a number in it's prime
I'm here to recruit bold soldiers who's whole focus
Is to grow like a swole lotus but you won't notice
Laugh when you say my flow's bogus
But wearing tank tops in the winter is the only time I get the cold shoulder
This got me feelin' overjoyed
Turn this up if you're ever bored of noise
I'm here to bring a good time and you can ask Portnoy
Saturdays are for the boys
This is my conscription all of y'all pay attention
If you wanna criticize, at me to get my mentions
I be gainin' interest similar to pension
My penmanship be shinin' like a pendant you dimwit
And I'm winnin' the pennant, sweepin' your division that's just how I be livin'
That bottle poppin' is awesome
'Specially when it's goin' down and everyone's jockin'
I know you see it the believin' ain't stoppin'
I'm on a journey to the top while y'all schemin' and plottin'
Y'all broke and needin' some profits
Payin' homage to the gossip what you needin' is knowledge
And you won't get it from a book son
You'll learn this mob's deep by listenin' to 'Shook Ones'
Maybe if you learned where it all started
You wouldn't have people askin' if you're actually retarded
I ain't here to be correct politically
Heck sometimes I aint even correct mentally
I'm just writin' symphonies of what my brain is sending me
I don't know the outcome cause my moves are still rendering
Where's that hip hop at? We need to bring it back
And I ain't talkin' bout slangin' crack I'm slangin' facts
Y'all covered the graffiti, I'm trying to paint it back
Y'all ain't never heard a verse from me and said "Dang he's whack!"
DNA is determination, no sleep, and ambition
Care to take a listen, that ice got you slippin'
I'm bendin' the image by blendin' division
'Til we all we cause mayhem like Dennis the Menace
Once you sign that dotted line, drafted into the fan base
Unkle Samm runs this army, salute me and keep your hand straight
Once we reach the top, success will taste amazing
But for now we gotta work, welcome to basic training

Now, brothers and sisters, remember by joining this army, it's not for me or you, but for us
We stand together, arm in arm it is the enemy of our enemies
United in one for the greater good
So I ask you, "WHO'S READY FOR WAR?"



Credits
Writer(s): Richard File, Christopher Goss, James Lavelle
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