Anti-Anthem of the Deadbeat

[Intro: Bender & *sample*]
Flight Distance
"Well okay, let's get one thing straight"

[Verse 1: Bender]
I'm not a God MC, I'm not a party rocker
I didn't come here with a anthem for you party monsters
I'm not a smooth-talker, I turn the party awkward
Bump the table, skip the needle, that's a party-stopper
I don't merc' the booth, burn through the popper stopper
I'm not king with the pen, this isn't Tommyknockers
I'm not ya' idol I been idle far too long to matter
I'm not a master of my craft, shit I don't often bother
I'm not a body-catcher, I'm not a battle rapper
I did some battles said some shit I thought the fans were after
Ain't that some shit I coulda learned to play the Stratocaster
Hands are atrophied, lazy fucking average bastard
I'm not a rapper that hustles, I'm not a hustler that raps
I'm not moving a muscle, I'm not filing no tax
I'm not tryna be humble, or supply you with facts
I'm not living the struggle, I'm not tryna get back
I don't want your money, I lied I want your money
These lies are all for money, wanna lie on piles of money
I'm not the truce some say I'm part of the problem
Not paying dues refuse to start at the bottom
But what I might be is that voice you most relate to
Prick our emblem in ya' skin embrace the fact we might just hate you
Can't all be giants despite the shoulders we climbed on
Take a shit in my hand and paint this portrait of ya' icons

[Chorus: Bender]
Hey, we don't hear you
Huddle close against anyone that you're dear to
We stoke the fire that nobody wanna get near to
Ride out in the night and watch the city burn in the rearview
Hey, we don't hear you
Huddle close against anyone that you're dear to
We stoke the fire that nobody wanna get near to
Ride out in the night and watch the city burn in the rearview

[Verse 2: Patience]
I'm a procrastinator, go on and ask me later
And I'm a slacker, stumbled ass back to pay dirt
I'm a masquerader, that's who you came to hear
I skip soundcheck, I show up with a case of beer
I'm all talk, I'm cunning, I'm self-serving
I'm cutting, I'm ready to debate, I'm scathing, acerbic
Straight up I'm hurtful, vitriolic abusive
I lack basic empathy, I'm dangerous, I'm ruthless
I'm also a contradiction capable of great depth
I'm arrested in my development, I'm Grade 10
I give to charity, I volunteer
I carry my guilt like the tape when I'm rolling here
I commandeer respect now come closer
I smile daggers, ain't nothing sub rosa
I keep my blinds drawn, my front door shut
The life of the party by the time I'm on my fourth cup
I have high standards, I'm polite to people
Until they disappoint, so I don't like most people
And I don't fight I'm peaceful, I'm dependable
I'm a hard worker, kindhearted, a friend I'm good
Now what I'm not is a conformist or a bore
I'm Aurora Borealis I'm not someone to ignore
Asunder we'd endorse severed tongue and cheek to four
Underfoot, on some done-for we can plunder deeper more, mi amores

[Chorus: Bender]
Hey, we don't hear you
Huddle close against anyone that you're dear to
We stoke the fire that nobody wanna get near to
Ride out in the night and watch the city burn in the rearview
Hey, we don't hear you
Huddle close against anyone that you're dear to
We stoke the fire that nobody wanna get near to
Ride out in the night and watch the city burn in the rearview