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caleb colossus - apollo lyrics

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yeah yeah
yeah yeah
loss

[chorus]
apollo, apollo, apollo
a leader in they’re hearts, when i go they follow
a master of the arts, but this ain’t free tócalo
goin’ for the gold, on the road that el dorado

[verse 1]
woah, woah, i feel like i’m apollo
but this ain’t youthful confidence, it’s more than just bravado
she say i’m like that rapper from the south side of chicago
but i’m from east atlanta so my sh+t is still colossal
woah, wait, what the h+ll did you think (think)
i just came here to ride, i just do what you can’t (can’t)
ricky ross when i slide, bob ross when i paint (paint)
i need my whip suicide, so i can swerve through the lane
i did not come here to play, i’m gon [?]
baby hold on my hand, i would not lead you astray
cause every single prince need a michael
i’m about to start a flame with no charcoal
imma keep on earning my place till chisel my face in a bust made of marble

[chorus]
apollo, apollo, apollo
a leader in they’re hearts, when i go they follow
a master of the arts, but this ain’t free tócalo
goin’ for the gold, on the road that el dorado
apollo, apollo, apollo
a leader in they’re hearts, when i go they follow
a master of the arts, but this ain’t free tócalo
goin’ for the gold, on the road that el dorado
[verse 2]
bring out the h+rns, this how it sounded the day i was born
i am alive to make art and preform
when i send waves you can’t weather the storm
i need a robe, that’s never been worn
like a [?]
if i should pass, then i would be mourned, like “d+mn it he’s gone”
i’m not the man who inspired the greeks
i’ll be the one who inspires the east
i was in athens, georgia not greece
plotting with [?] and vibin with [?]
[?] humble yourself
train with that sh+t and threw it on fleece
i found some ways to market myself, that want all these verses and he in the league
we tell you “begone you can’t sit with us”, cause peons a leech wanna suck out your blood
imma just keep on till i’ve enough, with a wreath on my head like i’m ceasar agust
i’ve waited years, for them to acknowledge me, so i don’t got time for apologies
knew who i was i’m fulfilling the prophecy, to cook up this urban mythology

[chorus]
apollo, apollo, apollo
a leader in they’re hearts, when i go they follow
a master of the arts, but this ain’t free tócalo
goin’ for the gold, on the road that el dorado
apollo, apollo, apollo
a leader in they’re hearts, when i go they follow
a master of the arts, but this ain’t free tócalo
goin’ for the gold, on the road that el dorado



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