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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, and ammo I pistol whip two of ya and Meadows Soprano A cat who sells them bugs but them thugs that Rappers like, like Rappers like heavy and ghettos Guns, and ammo I pistol whip two of ya and fuck Soprano A cat who sells bugs but tell them thugs that dont know how to carry more heat than welding gloves I walk the gods, keep my head in the clouds Always show groupies love, getting in the crowds Put it in your mouth blast off like NASA The master of a classy bitch into A little cheap sadomasochist Dastardly bastard who raps so and heal the cripple like Christ the miraculous Who fights my savageness, turns pacifists The police clock Ap there he go Always on the because I use to carry blow Always lock her down but I never ho's Bury foes when the flows 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 that and not To bite me you need to be you times I got schemes and a team so we Get on a make a scene on the nightly 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 that you heard and the that they hang from I stay banging the bang bang drums and hanging you in the same no name you came from I dont got an excuse, talking the truth I'm awesome when I'm rocking the booth And I stay ready with hot bloc abuse Y'all are really not us dude Tak, get 'em
It started off over and hit the galaxy Now we are them over they are crowing me the Cali king Anything on my fuse getting chewed up With a crew that sips a little way too much Hooligans, smacked in the face with bats Your fucking rap good as me, boo-booin I I was rude, step in the shoes, you don't believe me You can ask the dude how I strip down you bitch clown stand in my socks Rip the fuckers ass like I'm Cannibal, watch You to be stoned? Beat 'em with a basket of rocks Get shit flowing feeling for the casket to drop You know them S.O.B.'s never get the to stop Breaking the is impossible what happened to Tak? He's unleashed, he's a beast so hand 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, Styles and Machine Shop, fly No wonder everyone is so
Let me that