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apocalipps - keeplock lyrics

intro]
this is that good sh-t right?
it’s that get right
it’s the get right right here, it’s that get right n-gga

[apocalipps]
ohh, apocalipps, ohh, yo, i said yo
i said mistake me, don’t mistake me, please
i hate these, my gats always on fire, f-ck a safety
don’t make me, make you disappear, straight gs
i like beats like these, bite it and give it rabies
like rats do, and i can see it in your facials
i run with wild dudes that eat food, and they will taste you
hit you from your neck to, your chest to, your ankles
you schwarzenegger cats is mistakes, i must erase you
i ain’t gone chase you, see i’ma let this bullet race you
and treat you like a new pair of air max and lace you
my yankee bat will break every bone inside your leg
even evil knievel wouldn’t jump off with his moped
now here’s the big one, your not calm f-ckin with lipps son
that’s like makin a midget shoot the fair one with big pun
that’s out work weight cl-ss, apocalipps i’ll take your stiz-ash
and yall jennifer lopez n-ggas is straight iz–ss
what is that, try me and you gone find out
this ain’t no game, once you get here you can’t call time out
yo i’m from staten island, you shouldn’t f-ck with them kids
and i’m not christopher wallace but you can still call me big
because i got big lips, a big d-ck, a big gun and it spit
a big house with a big fence, insurance, i got a big six
it’s like that, go get your sh-t pushed back
because you don’t even have to go to mcdonalds to taste a big mac
loaded with hollow heads, roll deep with ghetto heads
and i got toast to toast on you so called thorough breads
i’m too nice, and why the f-ck you got your shoes tight
because you ain’t gonna bust a f-ckin grape in a food fight
n-ggas spit lungies, and some n-ggas spit flames
man i’m spittin sh-t that’s cold to leave you froze for five decades
i went from doin shows, to up north as a recade
and robbin n-ggas in the town, this is my best days
but that’s my past cause, all i do now is sell lyrics
and k!ll n-ggas with my rhymes and listen to their spirit
shh you hear it, one of the illest n-ggas out of s.i
and i we ever cross we cross your heart and hope you’ll die
i’ll break my 9 piece in half and now i have a 4-5
the clouds ain’t gonna shoot back, stop bustin shots in the sky f-cka
uhh, ruthless b-st-rds, staten island let’s go
that how you do it n-gga, that’s how you f-ckin do it

- apocalipps lyrics

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