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[Verse 1: Apathy] Yo I'm a bastard, the aftereffect of passionate sex I came out the bassinette blasting a TEC Look out your window, see Ap passing your jet With Superman in a headlock and a gat to his neck Fuck kryptonite, Pixar bloods and crips on Krypton Superhuman powers, a cape with house slippers on I kept it real, money's never my Achilles heel I'm like Cliff Lee going for the Phillies deal [Verse 2: Esoteric] I'm a rebel with mics, I'm Daredevil with sight I can be the peacemaker, I can set off the fight Don't provoke us, fuck around and get your death notice I'm just trying to raise awareness, I ain't talking about chef's focus I'm like a combination of George and Frank Lucas You [?] you catch locusts, eat mucus So don't you ever step, never rep, you will never get better So get clever and drop the motherfucking mic forever [Verse 3: Blacastan] Stepping out of [?] with a spliff of sensi Running with them boys called DGZ AOTP performing and they ain't no joke Fuck around and get your scrawny pencil neck broke I'm a criminal, rain dance on you like a Seminole Letras de cancionesShitstorm your label flipping over tables Professor X out of the chair, fully able Wolverine up in the booth slicing your cables [Verse 4: Reef The Lost Cauze] This my kind of beat, the body will feel it, the mind is weak So I slam bodies like Iron Sheik This is hustle music nigga, we grind and eat Fuck a hater, feel this razor that's inside my sneaks My brother Ap blap blap this is Honkey talk The flow is tighter than how a fucking honkey walk This junkyard calls, call a coroner Undertake you, break you, the ultimate warrior [Verse 5: Planetary] Yeah million dollar man, Ted DiBiase shit Ralph Macchio flow winning like Karate Kid Miyagi when I politic, Obama with the poly grip Mad at the world, every verse I gotta body shit Ric Flair silver-haired nigga getting old yo Army of the Pharaoh clique, the rest of y'all are so-so Me and Crypt are like the legion of doom You can't defeat us and we putting nonbelievers in tombs [Verse 6: Crypt The Warchild] Murderous arrangement using words to just play with Guilty by association at my arraignment Nightcrawler, knife brawler, fight harder Pipe [?] if I'm dead I'm a mic martyr Porta rock, know how to spit, that's undisputed AOTP, we dirty, we ghetto, we zooted We get gully, grime pays and y'all peddle y'all music You got a new album, nobody listening to it [Verse 7: Motive] Appetite is galactic, it's like eating satellites An iceberg cyclops that freeze the blast of light When this bastard writes it mics the afterlife F with us, I check niggas like the answers right I ain't the type to walk around with my pants all tight I love white women but live a Black Panther's life This Demigodz get the job done effortless Got em waiting on the kid to drop like a pregnant bitch [Verse 8: Celph Titled] I ain't from this planet, your human rap skills are just lukewarm I got alien intestines like the ones that kept Luke warm Angering actors, action-packed factoring Factions in Anchorage, Alaska waving an axe at you My unfortunate orthodontist astonished That I had cobra's teeth, I bit him in his shoulder meat All's fair, I floss yeah the boss here Won't keep you in my prayers but I'll keep you in my crosshairs [Verse 9: Vinnie Paz] Vinnie San-hammer, Paz hit you with the blam blammer Get my money on the street like a panhandler American me motherfucking Santana Rock more polo shit than a Cam stanza Y'all are Kanye, sweeter than a canned Fanta Allauhakbar Lord I'm Iran's chancellor There's blood dripping from my mouth like a tanned panther I'm the motherfucking boss like the man Danza From Letras Mania