Foreign Beggars - Apex - Original Mix lyrics
[Foreign Beggars - Apex - Original Mix lyrics]
Set it off, set it up
You are the front line peon
And you're getting crushed
Ready the bust mind blow when
We take it rough
About to turn your bloodline
Cold when we interrupt
Yeah, transmitting live from the apex
We got the real fine shit for your tape decks
We bring the heat something messy
Like a splayed chest
Fully automatic how we sprayin
Fam we staying blessed
We straight devil with the face set
Levelling the game makes you
Heavy like a bayonet
I keep it patient like I'm playing chess
Even though we barely keep it steady
Like a way of deck
We breaking necks like the world series
Other rappers sweating bullets as
I burn millies
I keep a gun like a buddy for my life-blood
Every minute waking is a minute
I can earn silly
And I ain't talking about cash flow
I probably swaggin' or flashing if
I was mad broke
It's foreign beggars step it up to the plate
While they destined to be spending
Oblivion in a black hole
You don't wanna with me
No you don't wanna with me wa-wanna with me
No you don't wanna with me
Raw, the manor how we came as a team
Hold these doors the grey-end of the scene
The jagged-edge flow cuts deep
Like a serated blade
Sawing through your industry doors come
On we're crazy cray
We are at the midnight hour, causing upheaval
Silhouettes in the black light
I still see you emerging out of the depths
Full speed Leading the wolf
Pack across the town
It's foreign beggars yeah, showing no teeth
We roll so deep of the Agent O speech
Spitting projectiles flows the 'go go' seen
My big red button destroys
The whole globe reach
That's the motif, so sleek, mo' heat
Ink stains blot out the sun
When he soak sheets
It's that gunny grip live off the mothership
Only one question to ask
You wanna fuck with this?
You are the front line peon
And you're getting crushed
Ready the bust mind blow when
We take it rough
About to turn your bloodline
Cold when we interrupt
Yeah, transmitting live from the apex
We got the real fine shit for your tape decks
We bring the heat something messy
Like a splayed chest
Fully automatic how we sprayin
Fam we staying blessed
We straight devil with the face set
Levelling the game makes you
Heavy like a bayonet
I keep it patient like I'm playing chess
Even though we barely keep it steady
Like a way of deck
We breaking necks like the world series
Other rappers sweating bullets as
I burn millies
I keep a gun like a buddy for my life-blood
Every minute waking is a minute
I can earn silly
And I ain't talking about cash flow
I probably swaggin' or flashing if
I was mad broke
It's foreign beggars step it up to the plate
While they destined to be spending
Oblivion in a black hole
You don't wanna with me
No you don't wanna with me wa-wanna with me
No you don't wanna with me
Raw, the manor how we came as a team
Hold these doors the grey-end of the scene
The jagged-edge flow cuts deep
Like a serated blade
Sawing through your industry doors come
On we're crazy cray
We are at the midnight hour, causing upheaval
Silhouettes in the black light
I still see you emerging out of the depths
Full speed Leading the wolf
Pack across the town
It's foreign beggars yeah, showing no teeth
We roll so deep of the Agent O speech
Spitting projectiles flows the 'go go' seen
My big red button destroys
The whole globe reach
That's the motif, so sleek, mo' heat
Ink stains blot out the sun
When he soak sheets
It's that gunny grip live off the mothership
Only one question to ask
You wanna fuck with this?