(feat. Emilio Lopez)


[Apathy]

Better get the best shit you wrote to make some go wild

Shit you'll put in an AOL Profile

Download it, burn it, and ship it to Kansas

To a cousin that will pump it on a Colleage campus

Play it at dances and translate it to Spanish

So fucking exchanhe mother-fuckers'll understand this

Shit that'll make them chicks send u them panties

And fight with her family like "You don't understand me!"

Raps that'll change the existence of earth

From infant to birth if mum heard the verse

Like "What!?"

Didnt understand it at first

So she reversed and played it until her brain burst

Thats how it works

Gotta love it 'till it hurts

Love it 'till I easily ease off skirts

Ease on your knees and I skeed on your shirt

Freeze on the Floor now back to work


Go ("Back and fourth")

From here to the floor

'Till your bodies spazem and your feet are sore

Go ("Back and foruth")

From here to the store

Use a box of Magnums now you need some more

Go ("Back and fourth")

On rock, make her rock make her pop

Make it roll, make her stop before you blow it then

Go ("Back and fourth")

From here to the bar

From near and from far

When you hear it in your car go..


Hey what's up Beatrice?

I see you standin' there with your little coach bag

Tiffany's bracelet trying to look all pretty (So?)

Thats like 250 dollars total

Thats two pairs of sneakers to me

Get the fuck outta here..


("I'm gonna fight'em all") ("Hold me back")

("Fight'em all") ("Hold me back")

("Fight'em all") ("Hod me back")

(What you gonna do Ap?)

("Fight'em all") ("Hold me back")


Yeah..Dont, don't calm down yet..

About time yeh (yeh)


[Emilio Lopez]

Hold me back, fuck that, I'ma gonna fight them all

If you can't fight'em later swing by the morgue

Cause ain't nobody know how to rock a mic no more

I'ma gonna start teaching rappers how to start write your bars

I ain't tryin' to tell nobody how to fight your wars

Fuck weapons son, I throw hooks like Jabber

I don't like any of y'all

And any of all, wouldn't give a fuck if my bank had a penny or more

Come through your crib smellin' like the scent of your whore

Give you debt with your same hand that was pettin' your whore

I admit it, I'm a sinner, broke plenty of laws

I never got stratched but I broke plenty of jaws

Listen, I'm Hungary, I'm amped, I'm ready, I'm suped

Been broke for too damn long son, I'm ready for loot

Once I'm more known the artists will never recoup

And I'ma gonna spit the flow 'till I own every coop


Go ("Back and fourth")

Weed spot to the cake spot

Bring a friend with you just to make sure the Coke's hot

("Back and fourth")

If she with you now she's my lover

Boy you should've never ever baught the heffer wine

("Back and fourth")

'Lotta hoes on my dick

Do the dough that I get, plus the flows that I spit

("Back and fourth")

Weed up get that money man

We about to change the game, won't be nothin' funny man


Yeah, Emilio

Ya'll can call me Mr. Lopez

Your girl already does


("I'm gonna") ("I'm gonna") ("I'm gonna")

("I'm gonna fight'em all") ("Hold me back")

(Fight'em all") ("Hold me back")

(Fight'em all") ("Hold me back")

(Fight'em all") ("Hold me back")


Change the record motherfucker!