Anthem
M.S. Art Lyrics
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How MTHREE' live he live to the fullest
Always keep it icy nigga that's how he do it
Smack niggas and I'll pull up and I'll prove it
He got a gun but he will not shoot it
She is a thot' little nigga I knew it
Threw them a bone motherfucker' I flew it
Had her heart and bitch I threw it
Uh' slat' like he better cool it like
Uh' slat' like he better cool it like
Uh' slat' like he better cool it like
Uh' slat' like he better cool it like
Uh' slat' like he better cool it like
Uh' slat' like he better cool it like
Moving too slow I'm moving real fast
I broke his arm he go need him a cast
Ain't shit now so they talk about the past
I got a chopper' and it's blowing out gas
Talk about threats nigga you is the last
Pull up blazing' nigga wearing a mask
Pull up blow I shot at his dad
Shot at his what I shot at his manz'
Fa' fa' fa' fa' fa' fa' you is a fan
Yeah' I stutter laugh now nigga and get stomped with the butter
Chop chop chop get chopped with the cutter'
Bullets hit fast and they dance like Usher
Now we in town and I'm about to rush her
He so sweet nigga just like custard
Two to the face I ain't talking about bullets
How MTHREE' live he live to the fullest
Always keep it icy nigga that's how he do it
Smack niggas and I'll pull up and I'll prove it
He got a gun but he will not shoot it
She is a thot' little nigga I knew it
Threw them a bone motherfucker' I flew it
Had her heart and bitch I threw it
Talking too hot and he better cool it
Uh' Yeah' like he better chill
No real people only beats' that I kill
I got the hoe while you beg for a feel
You about to get shocked what's your last meal
Talk to the devil he wanted a deal
God by my side he said you for real
He asked for my blood and a nigga said ew'
Don't take me rookie I been in the field
Cherish the life but the blood getting spilled
People get killed
This the real world take the red pill
AYE' TURN ME UP
He knocked out get laid on the matt'
Don't be a hero boy you is not that
I'm getting heavy my pockets real fat
MTHREE' so hard go check the stats
ATL' stocks and they all say slat'
She on the phone while she play with her cat
All the shit mine and not made by a rat
MTHREE' will put three in his hat
MTHREE' will put three in his hat
MTHREE' will put three in his hat
MTHREE' will put three in his hat like
MTHREE' will put three in his hat
MTHREE' will put three in his hat like
I'm In the skat' just like I'm Batman
I hold it up just like a kickstand
I will put two shots up in that big man
I get the guap' and then I big ran
Under my post you is a big fan
Held it on repeat running through three deep
I got the big jeep I got the six keys
All y'all big sheep y'all ain't different
Going berserk nigga just like Griffith'
Broke nigga check and he cannot pitch in
Can't pick a side I am back and forth switching
You seen the murder you is the witness
Working on shit nigga just like it's fitness
Clogged in her mouth nigga just like a dentist
Big ass runner he doing the distance
For Instance
He got a knife and a sword
Bullet holes up in your honda accord
Copping' all cars nigga except the ford
I beat on the track and they asking for me like huh'
The lyrics of "Anthem" by M.S. Art depict themes of aggression, bravado, and confidence, all set against a backdrop of violence and street life. The song's narrator, presumably MTHREE, presents himself as a fearless and assertive figure who doesn't hesitate to handle conflicts with physical force. The repetitive chorus of "Two to the face I ain't talking about bullets" reinforces a sense of intimidation and dominance.
The verses describe MTHREE's lifestyle of living to the fullest, keeping up appearances by staying icy (wearing flashy jewelry), and being unafraid to confront and prove himself against rivals. Despite possessing a gun, the singer suggests he won't resort to using it easily, except in extreme cases. There are references to dealing with perceived threats and disrespect, showcasing a readiness to defend oneself and assert dominance.
The lyrics also touch on themes of betrayal and relationships, as evidenced by lines about recognizing deceitful behavior from a romantic partner ("She is a thot, little nigga I knew it") and the nonchalant tossing aside of someone's heart. The repeated warnings to "cool it" and chill out hint at a volatile temper that can escalate quickly, potentially leading to violent confrontations.
As the song progresses, there are references to past confrontations and violent actions, including breaking someone's arm, shooting at individuals, and boasting about wielding a weapon. The aggressive and confrontational tone is further emphasized by mentions of threats, violence, and disregard for consequences.
The closing verses continue the narrative of expressing dominance and superiority over others, boasting about success and financial gain. The lyrics suggest a sense of detachment and ruthlessness towards others, with a focus on material wealth and power. The use of metaphor and wordplay adds a layer of complexity to the lyrics, blending themes of street life, aggression, and self-assurance. Overall, the song paints a vivid picture of a protagonist navigating a world of conflict, betrayal, and competition with a hardened demeanor and unwavering confidence.
Line by Line Meaning
Two to the face I ain't talking about bullets
Delivering harsh truths without resorting to violence
How MTHREE' live he live to the fullest
Living life to the maximum potential
Always keep it icy nigga that's how he do it
Maintaining a cool and confident demeanor
Smack niggas and I'll pull up and I'll prove it
Backing up actions with confidence
He got a gun but he will not shoot it
Exhibiting restraint in tough situations
She is a thot' little nigga I knew it
Recognizing negative behavior in others
Threw them a bone motherfucker' I flew it
Showing generosity even in difficult situations
Had her heart and bitch I threw it
A carefree attitude towards relationships
Talking too hot and he better cool it
Warning against unnecessary aggression
Uh' slat' like he better cool it like
Repeated emphasis on the need for calmness
Moving too slow I'm moving real fast
Being proactive and decisive
I broke his arm he go need him a cast
Asserting physical dominance
Ain't shit now so they talk about the past
Focusing on the present rather than dwelling on the past
I got a chopper' and it's blowing out gas
Displaying power and influence
Talk about threats nigga you is the last
Confidently dismissing threats from others
Pull up blazing' nigga wearing a mask
Approaching situations with caution and anonymity
Pull up blow I shot at his dad
Aggressive action towards a perceived enemy
Shot at his what I shot at his manz'
Taking decisive action against multiple targets
Fa' fa' fa' fa' fa' fa' you is a fan
Acknowledging admiration from others
Yeah' I stutter laugh now nigga and get stomped with the butter
Warning against underestimating the artist
Chop chop chop get chopped with the cutter'
Threatening swift and severe consequences
Bullets hit fast and they dance like Usher
Describing the impact of bullets with rhythm
Now we in town and I'm about to rush her
Bringing swift and bold action to the scene
He so sweet nigga just like custard
Contrasting tough appearance with a soft inner nature
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Juan Deleon
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