[Verse 1:]

You couldn't burn me if you was a nerd with CD's

Couldn't burn me if you was a whore with VD's

Mike Jordan couldn't burn me if he ate his Wheaties

Paid off the referees, and broke both of my knees

I'm hot...even Lucifer would get on his knees

Beggin' me please, to drop the heat a couple degrees

Fuck with me? Please

I could get your chick on video tape

Naked, like Girls Gone Wild on Spring Break

I'm damagin', got more dark power than Anakin

Mannin' my cannons to shoot a cannonball

I'm slammin y'all, through the wall

Talk about the weapon that ya brandishin'?

I've heard it all before, like Sunshine Anderson

Me without beef, is like a pervert with no porn

I icegrill like barbecues in a snow storm

My rappin' is hot, I'll put a crack in ya ice

Ap is precise, like the government with a trackin' device

I hawk, spit, quick to shit talk

Y'all could never see me, like Bloods that Crip Walk

Bullet fly by and give ya mullets a crew cut

My crew gets souped up, so put ya dukes up!


[Chorus:]

You suckas wanna fight?

PUT YA DUKES UP!

You wanna get hyped?

PUT YA DUKES UP!

Yo, we could do this all night

PUT YA DUKES UP! PUT YA DUKES UP! PUT YA DUKES UP!


You wanna grab mics?

PUT YA DUKES UP!

You wanna try to bite?

PUT YA DUKES UP!

Yo, we could do this all night

PUT YA DUKES UP! PUT YA DUKES UP! PUT YA DUKES UP!


[Verse 2:]

I just copped 2 G's from a show, but I'm probably gonna blow it

You'll find me in the Acura, drivin' it like I stole it

Y'all wanna beef, like you got a trick up ya sleeve?

Fuck spittin', you would need my permission just to breathe

It's deep, ya girl loves when I rock to the beat

She probably knows all of my raps backwards in her sleep

I'm the cat bitches follow, I make chicks swallow

'Cause I get more head than that ghost from Sleepy Hollow

I got a magical spell, as vicious as voodoo

Ya jealous 'cause I mack more bitches than you do

I'm A... P... and if you don't know the rest

Lift up ya girl's shirt, and read it off her breasts


[Chorus]


[verse 3:]

My new slang, burns through ya brain like butane

I gotta Stronghold, like the top of the food chain

You turn from black to blue like a mood rang

I'm hard to the muthafuckin' core when I do thangs

You wanna trip like you didn't tie ya shoe strangs

I'll have you holdin' ya face like bad tooth pains

I got a mansion that's bigger than Bruce Wayne's

That's where me and ya girl bang like two gangs

I got a bigger bomb than Saddam Hussein's

To try to lift it's weight would take two cranes

I'm tryin' to see a lot of CREAM like Wu-Tang

So I boost chains and stick up the number 2 train

I like ménage à trois, that means two dames

You stick chicks who rock thongs with poop stains

We bringin' pain 'cause the Demigod crew reigns

And y'all are still on the block rappin' for loose change


[Chorus]


Put your (mutha-mutha-muthafuckin' dukes up!)

Put your (mutha-mutha-muthafuckin' dukes up!)

Put your (mutha-mutha-muthafuckin' dukes up!)

Put your (dukes up!)

Put your (dukes up!)


Put your (mutha-mutha-muthafuckin' dukes up!)

Put your (mutha-mutha-muthafuckin' dukes up!)

Put your (mutha-mutha-muthafuckin' dukes up!)

Put your (dukes up!)

Put your (dukes up!)


"Apathy"

"Ro-Rock it as hard as I can"

"Ap will never be defeated"

"Apathy"

"Ro-rock it as hard as I can"

"Ap will never be defeated"

"Apathy"

"Ro-rock it as hard as I can"

"Ap will never be defeated"

"Apathy"

"Ro-rock it as hard as I can"

"Ap will never be defeated"