No Way by Hype Man Apollo Lyrics
(Pre-Hook):
I could stamp like a mailman on this
I'll post like my next song gonna stick
What I write about is none of your business
No no no, I know that you with this, don't matter I know that you with this
Tell em' all to watch what they witness
Let em' shout out it's the weekend
This shit gets me hyped up
(Hook):
No no no no no no way (x2)
Let em' all celebrate for the weekend
There ain't no stopping this shit
No no no no no no way (x2)
Lets all get away for the weekend
Scream out I ain't worried about shit
(Verse 1):
I'm the newest rapper everybody's talking about
I used to be the one that everybody walked around
So I bum it down
It's funny how I'm rapping in abundance, now these labels wanna come and fund me now
It doesn't make sense but they putting change in their pockets, so I ain't into making profit, burn a hundred thou'
Learn to walk in my shoes, couldn't run a mile
Shoutout to my hometown cause I know its been a while
I'm the one with an announcement
Wait, nah I'm the one with an allowance
That makes, every single damn person that be stepping to my neck and ain't really fucking bout it; fake
So take another number at the line of the deli, cause they trying to squash the beef
Then you got down on your knees, cause you got it capishe, Geeze louise, please, can I get another fucking week?!
(Pre-Hook)
(Hook)
(Verse 2):
Yeah, it's in the bag, the burlap of raps
Running circles around these haters until my legs have collapsed
Bring it back, everybody act fast, that mafietic mind-state
Say a prayer at black mass
It's the water-boarding ordinance, the importance is
The president had to called me up to bomb your coordinates
I pay respect, you pay the check, we gave you sleep, so you pay the rest
While I was working up at five in the morning
Devising my courses, the god of immortals
All of you bastards ain't never seen me take no breaks
In the eyes of the normal
I was lacking the formal pigment that triggered the right to own a fucking gold chain
So finger fuck the confusion held by my own race
Running and gunning, I take this shit back to home plate
Wait, you say that I'm your brother
But I never heard you mutha fuckas say the word 'hombre'
(Hook)
I could stamp like a mailman on this
I'll post like my next song gonna stick
What I write about is none of your business
No no no, I know that you with this, don't matter I know that you with this
Tell em' all to watch what they witness
Let em' shout out it's the weekend
This shit gets me hyped up
(Hook):
No no no no no no way (x2)
Let em' all celebrate for the weekend
There ain't no stopping this shit
No no no no no no way (x2)
Lets all get away for the weekend
Scream out I ain't worried about shit
(Verse 1):
I'm the newest rapper everybody's talking about
I used to be the one that everybody walked around
So I bum it down
It's funny how I'm rapping in abundance, now these labels wanna come and fund me now
It doesn't make sense but they putting change in their pockets, so I ain't into making profit, burn a hundred thou'
Learn to walk in my shoes, couldn't run a mile
Shoutout to my hometown cause I know its been a while
I'm the one with an announcement
Wait, nah I'm the one with an allowance
That makes, every single damn person that be stepping to my neck and ain't really fucking bout it; fake
So take another number at the line of the deli, cause they trying to squash the beef
Then you got down on your knees, cause you got it capishe, Geeze louise, please, can I get another fucking week?!
(Pre-Hook)
(Hook)
(Verse 2):
Yeah, it's in the bag, the burlap of raps
Running circles around these haters until my legs have collapsed
Bring it back, everybody act fast, that mafietic mind-state
Say a prayer at black mass
It's the water-boarding ordinance, the importance is
The president had to called me up to bomb your coordinates
I pay respect, you pay the check, we gave you sleep, so you pay the rest
While I was working up at five in the morning
Devising my courses, the god of immortals
All of you bastards ain't never seen me take no breaks
In the eyes of the normal
I was lacking the formal pigment that triggered the right to own a fucking gold chain
So finger fuck the confusion held by my own race
Running and gunning, I take this shit back to home plate
Wait, you say that I'm your brother
But I never heard you mutha fuckas say the word 'hombre'
(Hook)