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the new world apacalypse
- im sick of stressing wanting to call it quits to the dictatorships
- you ain't the new 2pac, im the 2pacalypse
- and im groovy like scooby when its an apacalypse
- but
- You probably have never ever heard of me
- But examining these bars is like head or heart surgery
- Going against me is worse than a third degree
- or wearing a sweater in the burning heat for forty weeks
- You want beef well you walked inside the steak house
- Shit ill even deliver you can order take out
- Then Ill grab your girl by the waist down
- and tear your place down as we make out
- In a perfect world youre still not good enough
- Id whoop your ass but thats already what my foot is up
- Im a top dog and youre just a foolish pup
- And even with your lame friends youre not the coolest one
- The gig is up its time to raise your white towel
- before you break down, get rolled and smoked like a white owl
- Yall are some cocky chicken combat
- meaning you fight foul (fowl)
- some non believers consider this the horus track
- from bombs to beibers to dead ends like culdesacs
- on songs i feature the sleepers wake up before i rap
- Nah forget that theyre wide awake before i record the track
- Smug like grins from ear to ear make insolent intimidators squeamish
- I'll admit to being a basket case when you admit to being fiendish
- I'm tickled pink, I'm on cloud nine, I'm pretty fuckin peachy
- Euphoric at my highest peak and nobody can reach me
- Emotional dependency can lead to pure destruction
- Put down the razor, somber martyr &watch that limbic system function
- Inhale the cataclysmic toxins &watch the chest expand
- now exhale everything you thought you knew, rebuke all reprimands
- These days we're on some "all hail the almighty dollar" irrationality
- We need to cut the crap &realize that we rely too much on wicked paper with green backs
- it's against morality
- See, happiness comes from within, that's how it's always been, we just gotta reach in &clutch it
- Open chest cavity reveals all of our repressed glee
- Just slowly pick apart any signs of pessimism with rusty scalpel in hand
- &soon everything will be alright man.
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