ready or not
Apollo11.
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Step on the gas, ain’t no way apollo's coming in last No need to be asked Prince Phillip, pray that I never crash Slide up the lane, stick the venom right back into my vein Been holding off Jane, sad mood when she don’t hit the same Money man, money man, money man Stop taking pride out my pocket Never in life will I profit Might as well work in an office Childhood made up of computer screens And praying my life would become my dreams Find me a friend for my self esteem Until they rip out my soul, tearing right through the seams (f*ck them) These feelings I’ve lost, boy That was only the starter (f*ck them) This line that you crossed, boy Now the knife’s getting sharper (f*ck them) Cold blood like the frost, boy Got no love for a barker (f*ck them) Know what it’s gon cost, boy Pay respect to the martyrs And to go find my own way, I had to drop all my trust (drop all my trust) Afraid all that’s left of me now’s Outer shell and a husk (shell and a husk) Head spins like the pits but I know to be me it’s a must They tell me I need to adjust, f*ck all that noise I would rather combust Ready or not, here I come This is the last time that your ass gon see the sun Buried alive, six feet deeper than the oldie Who said I can’t have no fun Wouldn’t live in a lie, I’m eye to eye with all of you A to Z motherfuckers Flew out of the 415, now I gotta strive To get out of the gutter You ready or not, cause here I come This is the last time that your ass gon see the sun Buried alive, nine feet deeper than the oldie Who said I can’t have no fun Never lived in a lie, the end is nigh for all of you Wannabe motherfuckers Learned my lesson from 45, now the times arrived To wipe out all the clutter Cant stop, turning your back Flipping the facts, your antics are wack I won’t live my life listening to your flak And I’d burn it all down just to hear that skull crack I pray to God that he’ll forgive all my sins Then go do what I must if it means imma win Rocks is froze when I mix juice with the gin F*ck a Xanax that shit always goes in the bin I hate being angry and cynical, But I know that there ain’t no real love This world is becoming so pitiful All the bullshit that’s spawned from above Not my time to go speak about gov, Though they think that they smooth as a glove Not a fighter but I’ll guarantee if you try to push me Better know imma shove The truths in the racket, the racket’s the hatchet And I wanna bury them maggots Like seeing them try to go crack it Start to claw like a struggling addict I know my own path is to roam Always filling up the catacombs Like Ciaran it’s straight off they dome Cause no mount of chrome is gon bring it all home Ready or not, here I come This is the last time that your ass gon see the sun Buried alive, six feet deeper than the oldie Who said I can’t have no fun Wouldn’t live in a lie, I’m eye to eye with all of you A to Z motherfuckers Flew out of the 415, now I gotta strive To get out of the gutter You ready or not, cause here I come This is the last time that your ass gon see the sun Buried alive, nine feet deeper than the oldie Who said I can’t have no fun Never lived in a lie, the end is nigh for all of you Wannabe motherfuckers Learned my lesson from 45, now the times arrived To wipe out all the clutter (Clutter, clutter, clutter, wipe out all the clutter)
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