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eum – apollo 6. (intro.) lyrics

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[intro]
oh, bushido code, you know
w.c

[verse 1]
when i pop a pill like i’m in ibiza, woo
i’ll stay stunting on your circle like knievel, fool
making all these heads small like they’re beetlejuice
by exposing all you p-ss-es like i’m leaking nudes
now i roam in rising like i’m caesar, dude
clocked the game many times, like on ps2
with captured memories like a leaver’s book
existence was pain like mr. meeseeks, you
can really see the beauty like a scenic view
cross me, but i’ll be back like jesus
new, in-flames and alive like a phoenix, through
g-ssing yous, you’ll n-z- me, feeble fool
and frankly my dire e’s still here too
so i’ll take this sh-t like i’m stealing poo
leave eyes wide open like they’re peaking soon
so i’m breaking stares like in leazers, true

[chorus]
got a goat’s head, in the back of a trunk
who could f-ck with me? huh, actually none
you just do you, but if i do me
with all disrespect, i’d k!ll you, g
got a goat’s head, in the back of a trunk
who could f-ck with me? huh, actually none
you just do you, but if i do me
with all disrespect, i’d k!ll you, g

[verse 2]
my rage for you p-ss-es, i got fond amounts to vent though
aggro plans to teach a b-tch like ronda rousey’s mentor
a champ boxer’s red rocket: “apollo 6”, when i blast off
explosion’s out-this-world, if she dies, she dies from fat c-ck
an underdog balboa in dread
but i’m running up step-by-step, so i’m over the stares
so when i k!ll, i rush in, i’ll then handle a tommy
despite that i’m over the line, these punches are rocky
sniffing lines so i rip my t like hogan for a club (ah)
then i still stand after ten rounds like mcgregor
chris browning b-tches, undertake a streak like mayweather
we k!ll in a dark night like bruce wayne’s a dead man
it’s lines with crack from a snidey-white burning bridges
truth’s the only bitter pill you should swallow, innit
i pulled the blade out my back to slit your throat
with the blood, i’ll paint a picture for the scene; here we go

[chorus]
got a goat’s head, in the back of a trunk
who could f-ck with me? huh, actually none
you just do you, but if i do me
with all disrespect, i’d k!ll you, g
got a goat’s head, in the back of a trunk
who could f-ck with me? huh, actually none
you just do you, but if i do me
with all disrespect, i’d k!ll you, g

[outro]
ring-a-ding-ding
ring-a-ding-ding
ring-a-ding-ding
ring-a-ding-ding
ring-a-ding-ding
ring-a-ding-ding
ring-a-ding-ding
ring-a, ring-a, ring-a, ring-a, ring-a, ring-a-ding-ding
ring-a, ring-a, ring-a, ring-a, ring-a, ring-a-ding-you
the return of wesley cosmos, fool



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