Empty Thoughts, Pt. 2
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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