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Hey Ap, why you do the uhthe intro on this shit? Yo Apathy, Fort Minor, Styles Of Beyond,
we go
Yo, Rappers like heavy and ghettos Guns, metals and I pistol whip two of ya and fuck Meadows A cat who them bugs but tell them thugs that like, Rappers like Rappers like metal and ghettos Guns, and ammo I pistol whip two of ya and fuck Meadows A cat who sells them but tell them thugs that They dont know how to more heat than welding gloves I walk amongst the gods, keep my in the clouds show groupies love, getting head in the crowds Put it in your girls mouth blast off like The master of Transform a classy into A little freak sadomasochist bastard who raps so disasterous Spit and the cripple like Christ the miraculous Who fights my savageness, turns punks The police clock Ap like he go Always on the because I use to carry blow lock her down but I never marry ho's Bury foes when the flows comes through stereo
There we go flipping verses Cursing the first words like torrets on the bird like a back-heavy jet as it is I stop 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 so hype we Get on a scene make a scene on the Say I mean, whether mean or politely Living the dream in some clean Nike's Or DC's, I'm not giving a Fuck the words that you and the lips that they hang from I stay banging the bang bang drums and you lames in the no name gangs 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 rocking abuse Y'all are not stopping us dude Tak, get 'em
It started off over and hit the galaxy Now we are moving them over they are crowing me the king Anything tossed on my fuse getting up With a crew that a little brew way too much Hooligans, smacked in the face with aluminum Your fucking rap good as me, boo-booin I said I was rude, 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 mother fuckers ass I'm Cannibal, watch You want to be stoned? Beat 'em a basket of rocks Get your flowing feeling for the casket to drop You know S.O.B.'s never get the record to stop Breaking the habit is impossible happened to Tak? He's unleashed, he's a beast so Sledge hand me a Party, your corpses posing for? , the camera was shot, huh Styles and Shop, necklace fly No wonder everyone is so I said, Styles and Machine Shop, fly No wonder everyone is so
Let me that