Most known unkown

(James Horn)

Introduction as an artist to all those that claim they know you but really just know of you

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(Post beat banter) 
this goes out to all those that think they know. 
In reality they just think too slow. 
Let me introduce myself as a hustler, rain, shine, sleet, or snow. 
My name? is unimportant. 
My skills? unquestionable. 
My lyrics? are not imported. 
My product is always homegrown. 
 
(1st verse) 
Anonymous yet they claim to know. 
Headliner, the one they've been waiting for. 
Fucked the hating asses, so I bet they're sore. 
I'm always winning. I stopped keeping score. 
 
I'm the son of Aries, the new god of war. 
Hammers cocked and with me, similar to Thor 
An addictive flow got them craving more.  
Finished at the top, started from the ground floor 
 
(Chorus) 
Up on the tracks im leading the pack but never 1 lap that ill run 
I'm on the attack bout to start whipping ass like these dudes my red headed step sons 
Better grab your prozac, xanax, and six pack you'll need it by the time i get done 
Keep calling me whack while your bitch keep calling me back cause fact is i'm just nice with my tongue 
 
(Verse 2) 
Anonymous the most known unknown. 
Prodigious on the microphone. 
Indigenous on the mic with a tone 
Carnivorous tearing flesh from the bone. 
 
My bone, your bitch blowing, hearing her blissfully moan. 
Got her all over me like a favorite cologne 
Tailor made like i'm sewn in this game i now own 
No question me, 'm from the state where we showing 
 
Straight from Missouri, I've got them all worried, I'm not from KC but St Joe 
On tracks I'm regarded linguistical artist lyrically compared to van gogh. 
Always a target stay mentally guarded no matter if you friend or foe 
I'm leaving your carcass. They believe it was arson the way i'm burning up audio 
 
(Chorus) 
Up on the tracks im ahead of the pack but its not laps that i run 
I'm on the attack about to start whipping ass like they some red headed step sons 
So grab your prozac xanax and 6 pack youll need it by the time i get done 
keep calling me whack and your bitch calling me back cause fact is i'm just nice with my tongue.( repeat 1×) 
 
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