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Hey Ap, why dont you do the uhthe on this shit? Yo Apathy, Fort Minor, Styles Of Beyond,
we go
Yo, Rappers like heavy and ghettos Guns, metals and I whip two of ya and fuck Meadows Soprano A cat who sells them but tell them thugs that Rappers like, like Rappers like heavy metal and Guns, metals and I pistol whip two of ya and fuck Soprano A cat who sells them bugs but tell them that They know how to carry more heat than welding gloves I walk amongst the gods, keep my head in the Always show love, getting head in the crowds Put it in your girls mouth blast off like The of nastiness Transform a classy into A little freak sadomasochist bastard who raps so disasterous Spit and heal the like Christ the miraculous Who fights my savageness, turns punks The police clock Ap there he go on the watch because I use to carry blow Always lock her down but I never marry foes when the flows comes through your stereo
There we go unpredictable verses the first words like torrets on purpose Flip the bird a back-heavy jet as it is I can't and its making me nervous, ok? Get me on a and I'm cracking Packing a backpack of tracks on some CDs Be me, fuck and not likely To bite me you to be you times ninety I got schemes and a so hype we Get on a scene make a scene on the Say I mean, whether mean or politely Living the dream in some white Nike's Or DC's, I'm not a shit Fuck the words you heard and the lips that they hang from I stay banging the bang drums and hanging you lames in the same no name gangs you came I dont got an excuse, just talking the I'm awesome when I'm rocking the booth And I stay with hot bloc rocking abuse Y'all are really not stopping us Tak, get 'em
It started off over and hit the galaxy Now we are moving them they are crowing me the Cali king Anything on my fuse getting chewed up With a crew that sips a little brew way too Hooligans, in the face with aluminum bats Your fucking rap good as me, boo-booin I said I was rude, in the shoes, you don't believe me You can ask Devin the how I strip down you bitch clown stand in my socks Rip the fuckers ass like I'm Cannibal, watch You want to be stoned? Beat 'em with a basket of Get your flowing feeling for the casket to drop You them S.O.B.'s never get the record to stop Breaking the habit is what happened to Tak? He's unleashed, he's a beast so Sledge me a Bloc Party, whats your corpses posing , the camera was shot, huh Styles and Machine Shop, fly No everyone is so petrified I said, and Machine Shop, necklace fly No wonder is so petrified
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