theman080
02-13-09, 02:57 PM
Apocalypse Now (http://www.soundclick.com/bands/page_songInfo.cfm?bandID=390960&songID=7334261)
Let it rain...let it pour down
World's comin to an end, yeah im sure now
Apocalyspe now, Im poppin it foul
The top of the world, lockin it now, then knockin it down
Im coppin the crown, and droppin ya health
I turn ya.. favorite ***** to a notch on the belt
Im not for the stealth, I pop it right up at ya face
I run in the place, run in the safe, no gun at the waist
Im runnin the pace, cash, that Im wantin to taste
I suffered the hate, now I'm pullin up at the gate
To my mansion, wit french maids standin out dancin
And outlandish fans, are lampin out campin
Its how it goes, Swagg Vance, rap calico's
Ya talent show is through, now we shoot like the alamo
Yeah...pretty much, gimme a dub sack
Thats stuffed fat, gimme bout an hour, then come back
Im sittin in a daze, life is ****ed up
Livin in a maze, wrong turn, get bucked up
Silver linin, if you lockin it down
Say goodbye to tomorrow, its apocalypse now
I go to war to win, so what you showin for
Turn the motor on, I slice-cut ya vocal chords
I stay on ya, lyrics'll spray on ya
Run laps around ya, faster than daytona
A payola rolla, thats how its goin *****
Smokin piff, good ****, hit it til your shoulder dip
Flowin crisp, aint got time for waitin
Ima clutch shot in spurs like Roger Mason
Knock ya face in, you can not replace him
Or get chopped up, laid down on pavement
I'm the rap picasso, hot flows, I got those
Trapped in hostel, knock ho's and drop clothes
You see, my flow they dyin to get it
I get the chainsaw revvin at a mile a minute
Have frame all shredded, but the axe is the lethal blow
Turn ya speaker low, wit my axis of evil flow
Yeah, I'm takin it there, so learn dude
Get burned through, turn ya body into worm food
I merk you, here's a promise, you'll bleed
Wit my Jason Vorhees, mask on, and short sleeves
Im straight glorious, and lettin it fly
You livin notorious, then you ready to die
Let it rain...let it pour down
World's comin to an end, yeah im sure now
Apocalyspe now, Im poppin it foul
The top of the world, lockin it now, then knockin it down
Im coppin the crown, and droppin ya health
I turn ya.. favorite ***** to a notch on the belt
Im not for the stealth, I pop it right up at ya face
I run in the place, run in the safe, no gun at the waist
Im runnin the pace, cash, that Im wantin to taste
I suffered the hate, now I'm pullin up at the gate
To my mansion, wit french maids standin out dancin
And outlandish fans, are lampin out campin
Its how it goes, Swagg Vance, rap calico's
Ya talent show is through, now we shoot like the alamo
Yeah...pretty much, gimme a dub sack
Thats stuffed fat, gimme bout an hour, then come back
Im sittin in a daze, life is ****ed up
Livin in a maze, wrong turn, get bucked up
Silver linin, if you lockin it down
Say goodbye to tomorrow, its apocalypse now
I go to war to win, so what you showin for
Turn the motor on, I slice-cut ya vocal chords
I stay on ya, lyrics'll spray on ya
Run laps around ya, faster than daytona
A payola rolla, thats how its goin *****
Smokin piff, good ****, hit it til your shoulder dip
Flowin crisp, aint got time for waitin
Ima clutch shot in spurs like Roger Mason
Knock ya face in, you can not replace him
Or get chopped up, laid down on pavement
I'm the rap picasso, hot flows, I got those
Trapped in hostel, knock ho's and drop clothes
You see, my flow they dyin to get it
I get the chainsaw revvin at a mile a minute
Have frame all shredded, but the axe is the lethal blow
Turn ya speaker low, wit my axis of evil flow
Yeah, I'm takin it there, so learn dude
Get burned through, turn ya body into worm food
I merk you, here's a promise, you'll bleed
Wit my Jason Vorhees, mask on, and short sleeves
Im straight glorious, and lettin it fly
You livin notorious, then you ready to die