Just Anthony Lucius
Anthony Lucius
[A. Walker]
Welcome To St. Lucius [2017]

Verse:
I guess why roses got thorns
All this blood in the palm
Man I palm trees
Though our bodies swung in the dark
Fore i spark
Dearly depart
Getting lifted wth ancestors
Penning my bad weather
Sun thru the clouds
You can gon rain down
Came from the end of cave
I knew it’s light somewhere
You just clouded my vision
Beware of dog by the fences
All this bark by bitches
But if they see me in sky
Watch me be cuz or they nigga
I could give you my soul
Still can’t travel my path
You the type to say real nigga
Then rap about the struggle
Wanting me to feel bad
You the one talking 'bout the hustle
Flashing the bag
Til they put you in bag
Now they lovin' yo ass
Out the window it don’t look at all bad
But ain’t what it seems
Shit it got me mad
Don’t build the hype
Like, you still on that rapping
Ask some bout the college
Ask some bout the trapping
Never slam the gavel
Cuz there’s a reason for action
Just be safe young nigga
Don’t want to see you thru glasses
I won’t even say casket
Fore the shot
They being dying for hype
Or shit you die then its hype
Is this really the love
I been needing you drugs
I been needing you plug
Roll up
Heaven close
Think it’s a few feet up
They say rappers
Look what you do to the streets
I look at you like
You the fucking police
It gets deep
On me

(Ryan Speaks)

Verse 2:
Put inside this tunnel you thought no light came
Motherfucker dodged rain
Fuck yo shaded shame
And the son became
You know, groom to a man
Soon to break bread
And give food to a fan
You hear my story from other tongues
Never call you my mans
Need a midi, mac and move to the sands
Soon in my plans
Acting like you the mans
Sounding like you from france
I don’t understand french nigga
Worried bout niggas like hoes
Won’t say it but youse a bitch nigga
Play yo role
Nothing sweet in my sole
Just in case you think
Ryan close don’t know how days go
Been here when the fade low
If i got it
Aint even gotta say so
I been tripping off niggas
That should call me Pop
I’ll just shit on you niggas when I don’t see em at top
How you look in the mirror and know thats what you not
Where the lady and the opera
Nigga needing his spot
Birds of a feather
BP this flock
Make sure it’s headshot niggas
I ain’t Papa Doc
From adolescent I was destined to be
A king but they king me
Its gets deep
Fight and I fight
While these niggas Don King, G
Hustle with the movement
Like my name is stevie
Now wonder why the love blind
Wrestle with depression
I feel Mankind
The power of oppressors
I feel a landslide
All these cameras for Worldstar
But not for mine
I’ll be a Worldstar
If it got online
Eye for eye
You know, blind lead the blind

Thirty year old rappers tryna tell me I’m that nigga
I know it’s bullshit
You ain’t gotta play nice with me nigga
I seen this film a few times
Myers with act in the back
I see these niggas act and put it in raps
Yo helping hand for the trust fall
Say fall back
Autumn leaves when i break it down
It’s never brown
You a king cuz you got a crown
Just hold it down
I know my mirror say I’m the shit
But, I know it now
What matter is we live like shit, still sit down
Why complain
Fore the gain
You only want the fame
Man you only want the range
I been dodging the rain
Almost turned into Cain
Cut my shackles on chains
We was moving on trains
Run shit til you get strain
One way in lane
Henny cup don’t stain
Henny cup don’t stain
Because
Untalented bitches, need balance
Instead of all this drastic
Slobbing all on my satin
We was 'pose to be chatting
Go to bout about status
Man WTF happen
Momma's house had them classics
Put my finger on Atlas
Tell my niggas go packing
Ryan reload no lacking
Who the niggas you casting
Seem like they good with the acting
What you want a emmy
My nigga get him a Oscar
These streets turn Papa
New groove
Hand on the llama
Never trip off a bitch
I never trip off a dollar
You do this shit for them niggas
I fuck the world
Tell her swallow
They think they writing the bible
Bro i just wanna see Effiel
Just cuz you rap we aint rivals
Fall back or be item
I feel I’m paulbearing
I feel y’all all parrots
I forget you rap
Didn’t really mean to embarrass
I just wanted a nap
Yeah they got a wave
But they follow the current
Nigga I’m a ocean, wade
Ill noise with the Wade
Wait
Why these niggas stand in shade
Put away
Just in case
For the case
Keep it safe
Judas in my face
At least he ate
Calling up the whiteboy
Man at least a 8th
Why she scream in my face
Calling me fuckboy
But always want fuck, boy
I never did get it
Man, I never did get it
She just stay with some business
I mean stay with some bitches
I never played with them bitches
Man I fuck with these hoes
But, never my bitches
Dog come to yo senses
I gotta get on these riches
Put a comma in sentences
And a dollar in business
I been minding my business
Just so yo ass witness
Just so yo ass witness
Look now yo ass listen
Bitch