Heltah Skeltah, The Representativz - Ape Food lyrics

You better wise up, times up
Competition gets sized up when I bust
I crush every single thing I touch
So get your grind up, foes get lined up
Rewind up, tied up
Fronting will get your eyes shut
We stay alert and niggas
Know it's affirmative
These young wack journalists, flipping
Get on some murder shit
Ain't nothing permanent
Nigga you know who turn it is
It's the alternative, ill street verbalist
Kick ass, take names, cock back
Then take aim
Supreme on my A-Game, I spit heat
Spray flames so watch how you say things
You cats better maintain
Come packed like the A train
Then clap at your mainframe

You muthafuckas know me
Green like frog, but no F-R, just O-G
R-O-C-K Ness monster, the chest stomper
The skit blonger, that nigga just bonkers
Dress warm in the summer time
That's just heat on my waist
Careful you, open the oven
It'll be heat in your face
Keep it in place, bong, die
When the sket burst, hit cha
Roll deeper than them Verizon network niggas
(Can you hear me now?)
DIRT and the Reps hurt niggas pride
Well them bird niggas ride
Tell them herbs get ya nine mills and killas
I'm gorilla they think they bananas
Well fine I'll peel ya

Finally, about time
Something you can hate to
Hate to, two step, frown up your face too
Nobody dance around, acting all playful
Fuck outta here, this is
Muthafucking ape food, flame you

Listen, I will end your life, fam
With a knife
But tonight I will Kimbo Slice fans
Catch me hopping out the hot truck
Cold stares, no fear, knock 'em out the box
Ruck murder a man when I blam the chrome
But I can
Roberto Durán you, the hands of stone
Fuck it, It don't matter to me, capital P
Independent rapper
Trafficking to package your D
Listen, I clap you with the weapon, yeah
Receive shells well, the immaculate reception
Accurate, I smack you with a
Rap and get to stepping
Before you face to face with
A Black Smif-n Wessun, p

Aiyo, I'm back in this bitch like
A nigga never left off
I'm still hammer handling
Shotty will blow ya chest off
Started where we left off and I
Leave you where you finish, kid
You dinner plate
Murder you monkeys where them gorillas at
Now where them killas at, line 'em all up
Flip a county, pop a nigga face
Nine 'em all up
Yeah, listen, I put the metal to you herbs
The combination is heavy
It's like it's heroine and herb
I'm a devil with the bird
You niggas just like to talk and flash
Soft packing nigga for stunting and
Let it spark his ass
This is the Dirtyville, nigga
Not the dirty south
We still get it rocking with choppers
And let them birdies out

Finally, about time
Something you can hate to
Hate to, two step, frown up your face too
Nobody dance around, acting all playful
Fuck outta here, this is
Muthafucking ape food, flame you