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Shade Apollo - Death Prince Of No-Air lyrics

Artist: Shade Apollo

album: XIII


These rappers think I'm too good to be true
Hate to break it, I'm too real to fake it
Don't knock my hustle 'cause you basic
You ain't shit, just face it
I'm taking off, you fuckin' tanking
The difference way too blatant
Suck a D, you stink
They hear me, stank faces, sorry, you won't make it
Take the mold, I break it, you a waste of space bitch
See what's mine, I take it, you just sit there waiting
Try to block my shine, mistaken
Turn you to a stain on pavement
Put you in a bodybag, then dump you in a grave quick
The crown is mine, continue my climb till it's my time to claim it
Fuck the clout, fuck the fame, and fuck the money too
Ain't in it for the dollars but I'mma get those too
I'm the fucking Black Plague and you are just the flu
Steady killing off the masses, you just make 'em puke
Bitch I'm taking measures, drastic
When I flow, fantastic
Put you in a casket just so you stop rapping
You should work at Lids with all that capping
Hide ya face before I smack it
You could never match my tactics
Bring an army
Send 'em packing
You cannot harm me
Never lacking
Take your time, I'm taking action
You ain't built for this, stop acting
Got no talent and lack passion
Laughin as the bodies stacking
He want smoke, I'll gladly add him to the pile
With a smile
Bones are scattered for miles
SLVG on the beat, we blowing your mind like Private Pyle
In this rap shit for life
I'm afraid your trial's 'bout to expire
When I wield the mic
It's like the Wabbajack from Shivering Isles
Unpredictable
I will delete you from the physical
Plane, then you will face
An eternity of pain
In the netherworld
Hear that rapping at ya chamber door
Ghost in the sound waves, evermore
And I ain't leaving, nevermore

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