Y'all cats gotta wake the f*** up
Do you like peanut butter?!
YES?!
Then you'll truly love Buddha Complex's delicious grooves!
APF doesn't exist anymore. It's just Buddha Complex and maybe some other heads if they got they act write.
Story behind the song
I slept...with your mom.
Lyrics
Verse 1/
Cats lackin in imaginative rappin and
passionate stance, damnit, it's the rap business
They manufacture rappers outta factories
Rap about gats and dramatize fantasies
I never could relate to ya benz with the plates
outta state of mind I find, though it tintilates
There certain rules they follow universally
Here's one of the things thats first, to me
Keep rappers out of controversially perceived opinions
Have him say he'll murk me with trigger finger
Keep him a rebel like "I don't give a fuck"
is his warcry instead of his indifference to stuff
Secondarilly, have him prepared to beef
I would be rich if a lotta kids were scared of me
Number 3, do what everybody else is doin
If you stand out with original content, you losin
If everybody wants to kill people, do it
If everybody wants to jump off a bridge, do it
Doesn't matter, a dozen rappers with talent
could jump off a buildin and fuckin splatter and you would shrug after it
Now, this mold as been broken a couple times
But most get pimped so they could go and shine
And you know me, I gotta go for mine
But I ain't never sold a dime, I don't hold a nine
It's jus my flow is tight, bustin quotes in rhyme
Plus my stuff provokes ya mind all the time
And thats all I really need to do
Ya headphones echo my message when I speak to you
Do you need the proof in the puddin when I'm teachin you?
Reality's womb sometimes conceives the truth
My techniques freak boom bap ta tip
Cats posin in flows like mannequins
Rappenin is whats happenin
Act a bitch, get wrecked like crash accidents
I'm tappin in to a nerve, you can swerve
all you want and dance still, +You Got Served+
Wake up!
