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18-18 lyrics – o’hene savant

verse 1:
now i came in the spot yo squad deep
you would swear we was mobb deep, look at my piece
the r-n with the b-boy stance
y’all cats cool but we more advanced
the 3:4 stanza from the o is like the repo man
you know i paid and retold them
please repo him while i keep these streets open
from the east reach east oakland
oh he’s boastin’, gloatin’ how he’s so in
he’s tight but he’s no jin
look he’s so thin
fight with him, bet he won’t win
man, pucker up and see o bend
i’m the truth on the streets, where you zeros been?
with your kilos and tryna keep folk thin
‘cause you need mo’ ends tryna keep your benz
you gotta beat those trends, we need c-notes and, um

hook:
eighteen minus eighteen is me
eighteen minus eighteen is me
i am the anti-anti-christ
yup i’m the anti-anti-christ

eighteen minus eighteen is me
eighteen minus eighteen is me
i am the anti-anti-christ
yup i’m the anti-anti-christ

verse 2:
my flows are complicated
rappers’ll mess around and get they brain confiscated
i’m nice with the mic i’m a beast with the pen i’m at least
ten or twenty years ahead of my time
cats used to call me tar baby, it’s all gravy
overseas i’m a star baby, i stars baby
with the usual profession, unusual obsession
a musical legend, you put two and two together
it’s seven, it’s not four, ef what you got taught
my lessons are god’s thoughts spoken with pac’s force
i’m not lost, this sicker than rob zombie
i die then come stickup and rob zombies
man, it’s like i’m bipolar
it’s like i got older and went and got colder
i’m p-ssed, too many rappers with studios
if they would just quit now it would be beautiful
but no, they wanna put songs on mysp-ce
and post links to ya page on my page
and gets h-ts from my plays to ya plays
you better get out of my face, you copy?

hook:
eighteen minus eighteen is me
eighteen minus eighteen is me
i am the anti-anti-christ
yup i’m the anti-anti-christ

eighteen minus eighteen is me
eighteen minus eighteen is me
i am the anti-anti-christ
yup i’m the anti-anti-christ

verse 3:
my bars hold numbers like barcodes
dark bro like jarbo in charcoal
love keys plus he’s learning guitar though
while y’all n-ggas bicker about what ya [?] sold
sold or so the radical
animal with the pen, stereo will sandwich you
damage you right above your earlobe
you hero, i’m the pharaoh, yeah bro
how dare folks try to rap with me
i’m the king, the audacity, it’s blasphemy
i write a three minute masterpiece
like master p, there’s no limit actually
sing

hook:
eighteen minus eighteen is me
eighteen minus eighteen is me
i am the anti-anti-christ
yup i’m the anti-anti-christ

eighteen minus eighteen is me
eighteen minus eighteen is me
i am the anti-anti-christ
yup i’m the anti-anti-christ

/ ohene savant lyrics