Apollo Lyrics

Put my life on display

For people to listen and rage

I don't mind it's okay (Crazy)

I gotta tolerate I gotta wait

And They gonna hate, but that's okay

Cuz I'm standing here and I'm gon' stay

The final breath if its all it takes

I've had the freedom of choices

I keep hearing these voices

They tell me to quit it

I'm ignoring these noises

If I been giving in?

That day, you ain't gon witness it

And If legends never die

Then I've found eternal life

I've been hearing all these sentences

And I'm the only one to finish it

Was the weird kid

But now I'm killing it

Because I'm able to be spitting this

Telling you ain't talented

Step 1 is you gon silence it

Step 2 you gon be bringing it

Step 3 is gon be singing it

Let no one tell you you ain't fitting in

You sad if you did

Cuz look where I'm at now

They got nothing to back now

And this could be you

I've been through what you've been through

I've been do what you been do

They tryna suck my soul hollow

Thirsty bitches wanna follow

You know it's Apollo

Coming up from the bottom

You been fillin wit sorrow

Fuck that

Do it tomorrow

Being insane with the forces

Put my name on the portrait

All the pain

I've been tortured

And we've barley scraped the surface (Ha)

Don't think you understand

When I step and I can

And you know what I meant

When I said that you can't

And you went and did it direct

So imma hop on the back

Slash the back of your head

You gotta go fear

Drum it into your ear

You're dead if you come near

You hear

I've been born with a mission

They been poor with the prison

Since a young boy

Vision imprisoned

In my own thoughts

Problems developed like plants in a garden

The farthest I come with the rhyme

Is the plan

I'm lost

Depressed

It's suited

If you ain't yet

Grades will do it

She been getting D's

Tho she's a straight A student (Ha)

No mask and no Vax card

Wow double fucked

Acting like a hupple cunt

Trip a dock

Triple dick

I'm sick of bitch

Bitch a fit be thrown

You be fucking with the king on the throne

Can't be over thrown

I'm the epitome of new breed MC

D jay-Z.

Us

Up in it all night

Stuck it is alright

I spit

And I spit it with no riddle in it

I kill it with a pillow make you feel like a widow

A kilo of bricks

A kilo cocain say

In the mix

A fella can obtain

Eighty six

Years imprisoned

And the second I miss the feelin' imma hit my ceilin'

And go