THE ANTHEM (REMIX)

[Chorus: MONGO & GONDA] If you're not hittin' licks like MONGO Well then you're not representing with the GODHAND Well if you're not flippin' bricks like GONDA Well then you're not representing with the GODHAND Well if you're not smackin' fools like MONGO Well then you're not representing with the GODHAND Well if you're not fuckin' bitches like GONDA Well then you're not representing with the GODHAND [Verse 1: MONGO] The state of most you mothеrfuckers is unfortunate Torturous, morbid and boring, I can't conform to this Wack ass MCs getting roastеd in the flames I watch you hopelessly decay Feel like a dopamine parade It's time to blow this bitch up Like I'm opening the gates I put the fungus in your brain I got it growing out your face You try to scratch it out your mind But the soul can't be erased As the Hand of God is damning y'all Your hope is in the grave MONGO in the attic A psychosomatic addict With a strap that's automatic I leave 'em covered in plastic Spastic out a habit I'm crashing out into traffic I'm laughing 'bout all the havoc Give a fuck about your status I'm rapping like crack to you maggots I'm going savage Like my ancestors after attacking a cracker's hamlet Acting out of fashion You passionless, and it's tragic GODHAND 'bouta cause a famine They asking "how could this happen?" [Pre-Chorus: MONGO] This is what it sound like when the bomb drop Lock you in a cage, you could say we got it on lock And you could hold my fucking balls like a shortstop Get the fuck up out my motherfucking face if you're not- [Chorus: MONGO & GONDA] Hittin' licks like MONGO Well then you're not representing with the GODHAND Well if you're not flippin' bricks like GONDA Well then you're not representing with the GODHAND Well if you're not smackin' fools like MONGO Well then you're not representing with the GODHAND Well if you're not fuckin' bitches like GONDA Well then you're not representing with the GODHAND [Verse 2: GONDA] The state of all you people unacceptable Irreparable damage to your thinking receptacles, it's a medical issue Bitch I'm breaking spectacles And kicking testicles of MCs Threatening hypotheticals, I'll really get unethical Chemical suffocation Giving doctors patients I got that ancient flow, passed down for generations You trippin' over hoes, bitch I'm worried 'bout the payment These rappers always addicts, I'm chilling in the basement Wordplay that go over your head, like a birdie flies I'm a nerdy guy, everyone listening will surely die One day, that's a biological guarantee Unless ChatGPT copies me behind the LED screen I have no mouth, but I gotta scream I got that Windows XP background, a lot of green Yeah, I'm ashin' the blunt, crashing the whip, don't gotta ask me to stunt, I'm actually lit Unusually fit, and true to this shit that I spit I remember I was broke and both of my shoes didn't fit I remember eating sardines and Chef Boyardee, with no AC, it's like 103° And my landlord doesn't wanna fix it up for me Cuz he a bastard, stacking his pennies and counting cheese (huh) What the fuck you do if greedy piggies make you sick? Knock his door down with MONGO, and hit a lick [Chorus: MONGO & GONDA] Hittin' licks like MONGO Well then you're not representing with the GODHAND Well if you're not flippin' bricks like GONDA Well then you're not representing with the GODHAND Well if you're not smackin' fools like MONGO Well then you're not representing with the GODHAND Well if you're not fuckin' bitches like GONDA Well then you're not representing with the GODHAND