Empty Thoughts, Pt. 2

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Andy Kapps

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Yeah, uh, this song is called Empty Thoughts, Part 2
You know what time it is
I guess it's just that time again
Yeah, oh yeah, it's that time, baby
Yeah, let's go
Candyman mixed this, that's my homie right there
I just got done fuckin', never puntin', always ballin', easy scorin'
Egg Mcmuffin' in the mornin', now we eatin' good
Close the curtains, girl, snitches searchin', girl
Chicken heads out there chirpin', girl, you know you hear them
I just bring the ruckus to the public, this is off the subject, but listen MC Hammer
They can't touch this
I ain't good at all for them, I just stay recordin' on them, spittin' on them, had to do it to them
Ew, I'm disgusting
Every Friday, I just drop a new song
Poof, they gone, abracadabra, while she top me off for em'
I just get the cheese for em', parmesan for em', at they necks
Like scarfs warm em'
Well, he is I and I am em'
I just kept it real for em'
I just cleared the air for em', lookin' like an Air Jordan
Rest of y'all just small portions
Best believe I'm ballin', uh, best believe I'm ballin', uh, best believe I'm ballin'
Football head, Hey Arnold
I beat the beat down till it's dead
They too soft for em'
I literally walk on em'
I'm killin' beats like COVID do
Smoke em' easy, I just cough on em'
Cream a crop on him, I ain't gonna stop on em'
They just false alarms
They ain't even cryin' wolf
They for real, they need help
All my bars, got me, lock me up, I gotta be the one that's guilty criminal for killin' beats
Got em' turnin' up for em', like honey jars
Bodies in the river, got me singin' dead and gone on em'
Justin Timberlake on em', get the cake on em'
Shake n Bake, Ricky Bobby, catchin' naked women on me
Throw that pussy at me, this game ain't too heavy for me
I got muscle on em'
Raps my hustle on em'
I attract a wolf pack full of pussy for em'
Lookin' like a big ass puddle
Muzzle's couldn't stop me either
Think your ass could stop me
Never, I'm just destined for a fortune
Why sweat gettin' a pension
When I got her pussy wet as a penguin
Stuck my dick right through her leggings
Mention AK with them hip hop legends
I'm out here baggin' beats, put em' in the body bag
I run this bitch, you motherfuckers lollygag
Suck a dick, I'm the shit
Waste my breath by even sayin' it
I ain't even gotta brag for em'
In they face like boxing gloves
Punch lines I got for em'
These beats don't seem to block or duck for em'
Blunt cigars, honey dutch, lava bars
What the f*ck
Now I'm right back to the beginning of the song
Back there fuckin'
Let her slide like a hockey puck
She got my nut, I'm gettin' butt
No if, ands, or buts about it
Got the weight of the world on my back, doin' shoulder shrugs
Cause I don't know what the f*ck ya'll whack emcee's are talkin' bout
I just laugh out loud, walk it out, I ain't never finna quit
I'm the shit, I'm a pimp, gettin' rich, got my fix, takin' hits
Straight to my chest, where I sit behind them limo tints
Don't forget, you won't ever get to see my ass, broke again
I'm flippin' scripts, I'm on stage, tossin' grips, you look mad
Direct deposits while I'm rhymin' in the crib
Wit' your miss
Search the internet for Andy Kapps, that's who I is
Bump my rhymes, I know you like it, you lookin' pissed
Like Mr. Pewterschmidt
I got arrested for all this dumb shit, hey
That I did back in the day, hey
I got stripped of everything I knew of, hey
Had me like, aw man that's so gay
I didn't even do it
I'm just rappin' cause it's therapeutic
Y'all can't seem to mute it
I'm just watchin' you dance to my music, stupid slut
I just get my work done through a pickup truck
It transports an empty thought through a blunt
While I beat it up
Seems to me that she's built for tough
The piggies watchin' with the doorman and the sluts
Wishin' they could afford what I can
They fuckin' nuts, I got bars, bitches, dreams and wishes
Went from job to job in my own boss
I ain't even gonna hold you
The struggle's been exhaustin'
But it doesn't cross my mind to take a day off or press pause
I'm a dog, leave the world with both my paw prints
Lift my fuckin' leg, and piss on all these so called stars

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