ฟังเพลงAp Is Like (Explicit)

Ap Is Like - Apathy

Uh yeah connecticut

Uh a p apathy

Demigodz yup uh

Doe rakers 'course

Yo

Yo I ain't afraid of sh*t I don't even pretend

I be flippin' God off through his microscope lens

This asshole supreme and his violent friends

Closest we came to peace signs is drivin' a Benz

This is hip hop that overloads amps and speaker boxes

For muthaf**kas' rooms that cluttered with sneaker boxes

Tongue ring b**ches who be sneakin' our oxes

In the club where security decreases the options

'Cause ap is like William blake but filled with hate

Who broke open his brain to let the skills escape

It's like silicon tits to porno chicks

I could flow on 'till voltron's torso splits

I supply multiply like gordo's chips

I'm a he man and y'all are on some orko sh*t

Gold bbs rims on a saab with the stop sign

'87 status radio show dock nine

Connecticut veteran better than ever before

Handprints embedded in metal of mics I tore

In half with half a paragraph skin grafts needed

It's equivalent to starin' in the sun when tryin' to read it

Y'all wanna get defeated that's a personal decision

But I'm cuttin' muthaf**kas up with surgical precision

A legend in the making the last of a dyin' breed

Y'all are newjacks probably get shook when buyin' w**d

You're myspace gangstas with guns in pictures

I'll slap your face and tongue f**k your sisters

For this next one you gotta be sharp so listen

I'll hit you in the head like turbulence when you pissin' phenomenal

Cash I stack's astronomical

Nikes and pricey pisces astrological

Ap's wifey's a fat a** aphrodite

That badass bastard that spaz out like hyphey

Hand out like heisman trophies

Approach me and your homies are pouring out fo' ties of oe

I'm playing time's up by o c

Sellin o z's and o c's to kids in the oc

Hate authority from p o's to c o's

'Cause we know we see those and we ain't seein' no dough

So play the low slow it down make paper through it around

I'ma have a lot of fun before I go underground

'Fore my spirit speeds through space and punctures the sun

I'll be keepin' heaven' fore a muthaf**ker should run

I ain't frontin' like I'm runnin' 'round with hundreds of guns

But just watch got an ox hidden under my tongue son

MTV just got sucker free Sundays

I'm sucker free 365 not one day

You average little cornball phony ho model

Y'all ain't think you're more like a rosie o'donnell

I'm dyin' for rappers to stop glorifyin' diamonds

'Cause wannabes are rhymin' 'bout 'em when they never buy 'em

Dude's swear they poppin' but the labels never sign 'em

It appears that materialism is what defines 'em

Let's fast forward ten years to see where we find 'em

It's hard to focus vision when them hater blockers blind 'em

It's hard to disagree when they know that I'm right

Don't know what it's like I stick it in your sister every night