Apathy - Santogold Freestyle lyrics
[Apathy - Santogold Freestyle lyrics]
When they kick out your front door
How you gonna come?
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun?
I'm a killer off the top this is not a drill
Simply just a lot of skill
Keep it moving, never time to stop and chill
Pop a pill, down a drink
When your brain is out of sync
Study one of Ap's raps
It's teach you how to think
Perculate your brain waves
Circulate your blood flow i am Titantic
You're a bunch of little tug boats
But, I never sink, navagate away from ice
Ap will find the most percise savage
Way to slay the mic cause, I stay up late at
Night in the labratory
You could never out perform me
End of story, dopest in my category
Rappers wanna work with me?
Haha you probably can't afford me
You are way too young and it
Would kinda feel like statutory
Acting corny, sweating me until there is no
More sweat in me and if I, drip dry
You would just think less of me so
I keep my flow fluent, fluid flowing
This is not a fluke
You would puke trying to do
The shit I'm doing i could ruin rappers
Chew and crap you out into the sewer
Ap's mental like a Pentium
There ain't a new computer faster
Take a second with it
I take a minute with it
Quit it cause you'll never get it
It'll stretch your little fitted
Blow your head apart, head to toe
Freeze ya like an eskimo
Write a suicide letter
Sign it with an X and O
Sorry that I have no sentimental abilities
I'm just nuts so put me
In the mental facility
When they kick out your front door
How you gonna come?
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun?
When the law break in how you gonna go?
Shot down on the pavement
Or waiting in death row? You can crush us
You can bruise us
But, you'll have to answer to
Oh, the guns of Brooklyn
The money feels good
And your life, you like it well
But surely your time will come
As in heaven, as in hell
How you gonna come?
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun?
I'm a killer off the top this is not a drill
Simply just a lot of skill
Keep it moving, never time to stop and chill
Pop a pill, down a drink
When your brain is out of sync
Study one of Ap's raps
It's teach you how to think
Perculate your brain waves
Circulate your blood flow i am Titantic
You're a bunch of little tug boats
But, I never sink, navagate away from ice
Ap will find the most percise savage
Way to slay the mic cause, I stay up late at
Night in the labratory
You could never out perform me
End of story, dopest in my category
Rappers wanna work with me?
Haha you probably can't afford me
You are way too young and it
Would kinda feel like statutory
Acting corny, sweating me until there is no
More sweat in me and if I, drip dry
You would just think less of me so
I keep my flow fluent, fluid flowing
This is not a fluke
You would puke trying to do
The shit I'm doing i could ruin rappers
Chew and crap you out into the sewer
Ap's mental like a Pentium
There ain't a new computer faster
Take a second with it
I take a minute with it
Quit it cause you'll never get it
It'll stretch your little fitted
Blow your head apart, head to toe
Freeze ya like an eskimo
Write a suicide letter
Sign it with an X and O
Sorry that I have no sentimental abilities
I'm just nuts so put me
In the mental facility
When they kick out your front door
How you gonna come?
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun?
When the law break in how you gonna go?
Shot down on the pavement
Or waiting in death row? You can crush us
You can bruise us
But, you'll have to answer to
Oh, the guns of Brooklyn
The money feels good
And your life, you like it well
But surely your time will come
As in heaven, as in hell