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construction - apollo reeves lyrics

(f*ck this sh*t)
(f*ck this sh*t)
(f*ck this sh*t)
(f*ck this sh*t)
(f*ck this sh*t)
(f*ck this sh*t)
(f*ck this sh*t)
(f*ck this sh*t)
(f*ck this sh*t)
(f*ck this sh*t)
(f*ck this sh*t)
(f*ck this sh*t)
(f*ck this sh*t)
(f*ck this sh*t)
(f*ck this sh*t)
(f*ck th*)
ok
currently i’m broken, f*ck
my other half is stuck in the rain
yeah she stuck in the rain
cuz’ i won’t open up

this rap sh*t is all that i know
so f*ck a nine to five
i’m ’bouta c*ck a nine in a [?]
imma need all that sh*t
plastic and pennies falling and sh*t
i gotta do what i gotta do
to get this paper and paperwork
but i ain’t spittin sh*t on your project
until you pay me first
fat, ’bouta bust through them creases
wearing that baby shirt
n*gga softer than baby sh*t
talking that concrete
i just, almost lost myself
hope you remind me
apollo reeves
holdin’ like three clips for your knees, b*tch
“bang bang” now you just feetless
twenty*two undefeated

send me more pigs of slaughter
i’ll blow you rappers to piecеs
i learned this sh*t from my roots
i wasn’t equally trеated
i send a shot from my beacon
and i need distress help
these motherf*ckas sour
they prolly drinking their breastmilk

the motherf*ckin’ dollar
can turn a nine into a chopper
talking mac and a whopper
shrimp lobster and pasta

imma have to go to gotham
and start robbin’ with robin
grab a bag i need the cash and a mask
you got a family
i got a family
i need this sh*t bad
i told my brother to fix his roof
it’s f*cking disgusting
he got a hammer
but he don’t do construction
instead of fixing and closing
that n*gga busting sh*t open
he gotta sleep with a melatonin

ok, running through the kitchen cabinets
tryna’ grab it
i told alice to show her face again
i’ll skin her f*cking rabbit
but alice wasn’t alice
she let us sleep in her palace
her brain was kinda’ buzzy
her thoughts: sharp as a cactus

the moral of the story
her people, hurt people
i thought that i was her people
i thought that i knew people
i need me some new people

that thought popped up my head
or really should just call her
’cause really, i still got love for her
this sh*t cut me deep
like paper cut on a juggler
anything that’s hidden will
uncover and bubble up
i knew the code*

- apollo reeves lyrics

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