Rap Apnea

(Chorus)
Chin off yer chest kid
Zin to the best kid
Been through the rest
Check the list of the bested
Bet you never guessed it
Yesterday you nested
That you'd get molested
...Rap Apnea....

(V1. Burt)
Like a kid caught dozin full of excuses
Street Trash we flows in and don't make truces
Eyelids droopin we loop your neck in nooses
High bid scoopin we doup a troop with deuces
Snoozers snap to, chins shine with juices
Losers crap in their pants, bowel loosens
Coming-to in a pan prepped for gooses
Beg for reprieve but then we refuses
Rusers foiled as ST peruses
Recipe boxes with locks off the news is
Unwelcome to some but we chew what we chooses
And you's is the main course, fucking losers
Cool all-inclusives on fall 2-week cruises
Your gall it infuses the flavour, reduce it
We savour the taste of you not staying lucid
Cuz soups at this table for two where my crew sit

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(V2. Fred)
Sleepers in bed, slip my shit in your deck,
Peep subliminal teachings while I creep in your head/
Attack with sleep paralysis, you're cursed right there,
Unaware my deepest dreams equal your worst night mare/
This ain't elm street, but it be the street trash,
Half steppers strutting, cutting leaving feet slashed/
Whatever man, the leather man, is in my hand for more fades,
Better than a veteran you're settling on four blades/
Quad to the druple to the S - H - Shizzzanks,
Knowing you in trouble when my best grade shivs clank/
Suckers get the cold sweats, come and place some more bets,
Mutherfuckers pour red, fucking with the gore vets/
Live a life of dreams, when will your lies cease,
Cus who you're trying to be, is how you dying with ease/
So I'ma keep with the reaping, try manning up,
"So many people are sleeping while standing up"/

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(V3. Burt)
Laymen get laid off as Rap debts get paid off
You stepped to a sheet that you shoulda fucking stayed off
Gendarmes alarmed but they never called the raid off
We Fonzi this Ponzi like dos Bernie Madoff
You front, cunt, to be blunt yer nap plans are played out
Roll this joint here and your up til the fade out
Nose out of joint cuz my buck took yer date out
Know we on point since we shook all the shade out
The Do Not Disturb sign's a joke to the jaded
We made all the bribes and your room just got maided
Cuts and the jibes from the nuts that we hated
Got revenged in time as we climb they got decimated
Butts planted, chump stump creation
Crumb bums get woke by the smoke inhalation
Croaking they chokin like froggy on vacation in a
Smog destination, wake up groggy nation....

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(V4. Fred)
Deaf to music, and your blind to the movies,
Ears are plugged with potatoes, eyes encrusted with googies/
RKO's outta nowhere is how we body vipers,
Sleeper hold then shave your hair like Rowdy Roddy Piper/
This ain't "They Live" we give instructional classes,
You couldn't see the proof or truth if given special glasses/
So awaken to the real world norm today,
Follow and consume and conform, OBEY/
That's the path that you keep stalking,
Flocking to the cheap talking,
While I keep gawking at the fleet of sheep sleep walking/
Catch more Zzzzzzz's than some napping teens,
Still attached to the bloodsucking crabs and flees/
And the leeches and the teets
from which you haven't been weened,
A catastrophe Queen on the blasphemy scene/
Heed not this word of mine because you slept,
"The donot disturb sign is in effect"/

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