Testo Belize - Lord Apex
Testo della canzone Belize (Lord Apex), tratta dall'album Supply & Demand
It's all set up, ready to go
We're going country, that's full on, that's 24/7
I'm sure your youngsters can handle that sort of pressure
You know what?
Yo, it's like
We back in the game, attacking the game
Miraculous frames, we stacking the change
They call me AP, from the west to the east
Get a bar with some trees, then we out to Belize
We back in the game, attacking the game
Miraculous frames, we stacking the change
They call me AP, from the west to the east
Get a bar with some trees, then we out to Belize
Big Miyagi been jiggy like we blowing clouds of biggie
In Belize when they found me, tell them please get from 'round me
'Cause it seems like you're rowdy
Flee the scene in an Audi
Seems to see nothing
Sally days, cloudy 'til the sun come
The unsung son of a gun
Hardback, play me the shit 'til it's done
Get flung by tarmac
They gentrify like it's only begun
Now, a hard act might get you smoked
Better come as you come
Told the bartender Henny on the rocks to make it groovy for me
Shorty in the back 'bout to roll a doobie for me
Looking belly, how the lights went UV for me
Don't worry, officer, 'cause I'll be moving shortly
We back in the game, attacking the game
Miraculous frames, we stacking the change
They call me AP, from the west to the east
Get a bar with some trees, then we out to Belize
I been on the internet since Ask Jeeves
My father put that work on top the stove
And watched it bubble like a gas freak
Say you tough, but nigga, you just ass cheeks
You used to hold a lot of weight
But lost it like the sleeve was on your gastrique
I'm used to winning, but lately we've been on a bad streak
I'm fire, started spitting, then blew up just like a gas leak
I'm from the hood, my walls so thin you'll hear the rats squeak
Done seen so much traumatic shit, some nights I can't sleep
When I do, wake up with cold sweats
Like I went to war with no vest
Jacket cost too much for me to ever leave the shit at coat check
Chat shit to the rude boy, yeah, you can get boxed
Ain't hopscotch, but you'll get jumped and get put in a box
Nothing but red inside my eyes, make me feel like Cyclops
Like playing Tetris in the trenches, we spinning your block
A product of my surroundings, why I speak so violent
I'm always coming through fly, they think that I'm a pilot
We back in the game, attacking the game
Miraculous frames, we stacking the change
They call me AP, from the west to the east
Get a bar with some trees, then we out to Belize
That would create new jobs for America
A 10% job development credit for one year effective as of today
With a 5% credit after August 15, 1972
This tax credit for investment in new equipment
Will not only generate new jobs
It will raise productivity
Credits
Writer(s): Tivon Key, Shaeem Tayo Santino Wright, Chaine St Aubin Downer Jr
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