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apocalypse - expy lyrics

[opening skit]
hello? is this nick expy?
bruh i hear your raps on bandy-camp
i thought that was shit, bruh
like that one song “cl-ss”
should’ve been renamed “-ss”
*laughing*

[verse 1]
guess who’s f-cking back, rip up the f-cking track
like a crack just appeared and tore in a hole that’s black
i don’t even gotta write up some battles bars
cause jealous judases get side swiped like master cards
as a kid i wondered what a g*nius looks like
at one years old i got my glimpse of the first sight
i saw that f-cker smiling back at me in the mirror
saying “this is it, kid, time to m-ss-produce fear”
whisper in the f-ckin ear
of every piece of shit kid, stealing their dad’s beers
and runnin out to a corn field with his d-mn peers
and lighting the f-cker up and burning up in the rear
i could burn up a village and stay the same
im on a liquid diet of strictly f-cking haterade
i bought your alb-m just to burn it, cause you’re simple, f-g
im outside of the box like f-ckin nutrition facts

[hook]
you wanna get it? i got it
you f-cking f-ggots been antagonizing a profit
so tell those f-ckin doubting b-tches put a god d-mn sock in it
cause im a god, astonishing, raining down the apocalypse

[verse 2]
next time you come home with some slow b-tch
and make up some f-ckin green tea with aerobics
then bring that body over so you can unrobe it
ima show with glowing eyes, that’s a kodak moment
to review your track, homie, don’t release that
drop mics after every bar, show’s purely feedback
somewhere in my head is a f-cking godly man
who will make sure your entire tour’s a hologram
im serious, the flow’s hypnotic
you’re dodging the d-mn ring like the opposite of sonic
keep f-cking jabbing little f-ggot, you are ant high
if your bars are christ like, b-tches, i am anti
im picking this shit up, right where i left off
p-ssing out more servings than 5 star restaurants
you wanna catch it like a cold?, there’s no vaccine
virus keeps spreading as you fall into the black screen

[closing skit]
d-mn, dude
let me say something, dog
like, on all your alb-ms you always be talkin bout-
..talkin bout k!llin people, dog
only thing you k!ll is a big kid’s meal
*laughing*

- expy lyrics

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