[Green Lantern:] ...vasion! [Mike:] Hey Ap, why don?t you do the uh?the intro on this shit? Apathy: Yo Apathy, Fort Minor, Styles Of Beyond, Demigodz
Yo! you kno the routine, the demon effect Please, don't step, you wanna be one of my pet peeve's The more beef the better, sound strange but you all
with Pretty Lu, Spig Nice, and Freaky Tai (word up) Chorus(2x) Verse 5 (Over Female vocals) Hey Yo, gettin high New York is high East Coast you get high West Coast you
want you tonite, I want you with me Make me guilty of love in the first degree, yeah (You want it all right) We're goin' in style, say you walk right, you
If you really think the groove, than hey glad you checked it Cause Incognito's strong not urkin like a blister Before you speak about me, make sure you
should I care, you know, I just don't care. I never get it easy, don't fit into my style. I just ain't been good in a while. Hey, Hey, Hey - Trouble
If you're alone call a lover, e-drums no other An automatically down to mother earth brother And if you wanna rock and roll and inhale Say hey to P.A
be highly exsplosive, this ain't your is rap exclusive leave 'em hung, and Shaq, frontin' (shhhh) is a nusiance thirty two, and somethin' for you and you
up Yo, if you a loudmouth, tryin' to wild out And we see just how you layin' And we peeped yo' style out When you chillin' out in front of your truck
over here) (say party over there, party over there) (say party over here, party over here) (say party over there, party over there) Dove: Hey yo you
foundation resonates when I speak And if by chance, you catch it Then listen, the wisdom Epic, open hittin', choking up You've done it now woken up Giant scientist of hits that makes you
God she's not a ho In the studio when you gotta go, you gotta go Before you flow, make sure you practice or you losin' You don't wanna miss and let the
pervert mode You wanna know why, you ask me why (why you trippin'? ) (good love, good love) You wanna know why, you ask me why (why you trippin'? ) (good love, good love) You
t claim a set But if you test I'll leave you wiv something you will regret I'm fat and slim, chocolate skin I'll punch you in your nostrils, I'll punch you
that cocaine Lying on your dick, saying you hit jane The punk doctor, I gotcha, so get the boz-ile You little hostile, you end up missing like hoffa My style
in a wishing well awake in a grave that you dug yourself just keep on praying on their heart tonight do you ever see the light of day? did you ever think you
trenches of L.A., put a hole through yo' eniche Hey Mr. D.J., the Knights is here so let the beats play We rhyme for eons, way beyond your small flow You