Apollo Brown

Anti-Social
I understand all too well It seems to me, God is our responsibility Yeah, that's right. And God's only hope is us We don't make it, he ain't gonna make it either Yeah, uh-huh (Catch me in the corner not speaking) Oh-oh, you can (Catch me in the corner not speaking) [?] devastate They all look like [?] The loudmouth talking never move me You can (Catch me in the corner not speaking) My nigga, you can Talk about who owe you favours Talk about your thousand haters All I need to know is how you're built on the front line Look, independent, ain't have to look for deals Work for myself, can't explain to you how good it feels Got a taste of my own medicine, so I took the pill Can't walk in my shoes, you niggas can't even foot the bill I make music you can ride to, smoke, kush and chill Type of music that you got to be from the hood to feel For my hustlers in the kitchen, that's tryin' to cook a meal Kitchen counter full of coke, look like the sugar spill Reminiscing on them days, back when we was youngest SongtexteYou're the one I called anytime I needed something Now I'm in this cold room, screaming out: "Free my cousin!" Please, tell 'em take the chains off, like [?] coming I don't argue, triggers talk, bullets big as tennis balls Put my life in a song, nigga, ain't no pen involved Since a kid, I've been a star Treat the game like cops treat a nigga I won't be satisfied 'till I kill them all You can (Catch me in the corner not speaking) [?] devastate They all look like [?] The loudmouth talking never move me You can (Catch me in the corner not speaking) My nigga, you can Talk about who owe you favours Talk about your thousand haters All I need to know is how you're built on the front line Look, kill them all, I put robbers in cemeteries Then, go to your wake and autograph your obituaries Pass it out to your fam, kill them niggas that carries you Drop a bomb in the hole that your family digging to bury you Just for emergencies, I put a stash in the wall Now I'm out here pulling strings like I had a guitar But first I had to ask God Never dry, 'cause when it rains it pours Just take a sip, but I had my last straw Take a pick inside my mind Thoughts scatter like a hoarder's house Gave birth to your style, but now I gotta abort the child No killer, but don't push me where I have to react Friends turn to OJ and left me stabbed in the back I fill myself with cash, black car credit to charge For them days, I used to make a dollar stretch to a yard I only drive myself crazy when I press the garage I got whips so big, I can put a shaft in my car You can (Catch me in the corner not speaking) [?] devastate They all look like [?] The loudmouth talking never move me You can (Catch me in the corner not speaking) My nigga, you can Talk about who owe you favours Talk about your thousand haters All I need to know is how you're built on the front line Line, line Aus Songtexte Mania