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Hey Ap, why dont you do the uhthe intro on shit? Yo Apathy, Fort Minor, Styles Of Beyond,
we go
Yo, Rappers like heavy metal and Guns, and ammo I pistol whip two of ya and fuck Meadows A cat who them bugs but tell them thugs that like, Rappers like Rappers heavy metal and ghettos Guns, and ammo I pistol whip two of ya and fuck Soprano A cat who sells them bugs but tell them that They dont know how to carry more than welding gloves I amongst the gods, keep my head in the clouds show groupies love, getting head in the crowds Put it in your girls mouth blast off NASA The master of Transform a bitch into A little cheap sadomasochist bastard who raps so disasterous Spit and heal the like Christ the miraculous Who fights my savageness, punks pacifists The police clock Ap there he go Always on the watch I use to carry blow Always lock her down but I never ho's Bury when the flows comes through your stereo
There we go flipping verses Cursing the first words like 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 track and I'm a backpack full of tracks on some CDs Be me, that and not likely To bite me you need to be you ninety 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 clean white Or DC's, I'm not giving a the words that you heard and the lips that they hang from I stay banging the bang drums and hanging you lames in the same no gangs you came from I dont got an excuse, talking the truth 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 lookin' and hit the galaxy Now we are moving them over they are crowing me the Cali Anything tossed on my getting chewed up With a crew that sips a little way too much Hooligans, smacked in the face with aluminum Your rap show's good as me, boo-booin I said I was rude, in the shoes, you don't believe me You can ask Devin the dude how I strip down you clown stand in my socks Rip the mother ass like I'm Cannibal, watch You want to be stoned? Beat 'em with a of rocks Get your flowing feeling for the casket to drop You know them S.O.B.'s get the record to stop the habit is impossible what happened to Tak? He's unleashed, he's a beast so hand me a Bloc Party, whats your corpses posing for? , the was shot, huh Styles and Shop, necklace fly No wonder everyone is so I said, Styles and Machine Shop, fly No everyone is so petrified
Let me that