[Apathy] Better get the best shit you wrote to make some go wild Shit a bitch'll put up in an AOL Profile Download it, burn it, and ship it to Kansas To a cousin that will pump it on a college campus Play it at dances and translate it to Spanish So foreign exchange motherfuckers'll understand this Shit that'll make them chicks send you them panties And fight with her family like You don't understand me! Raps that'll change the existence of earth From infant to birth if mum heard the verse Like What!? Didn't understand it at first So she reversed and played it until her brain burst Thats how it works Gotta love it 'till it hurts Love it 'till I easily ease off skirts Ease on your knees and I skeed on your shirt Freeze on the Floor now back to work Go (Back and forth) From here to the floor 'Till your bodies spasm and your feet are sore Go (Back and forth) From here to the store Use a box of Magnums now you need some more Go (Back and forth) On top, make her rock, make her pop Make it roll, make her stop before you blow it then Go (Back and forth) From here to the bar From near and from far When you hear it in your car go... Hey what's up Beatrice? I see you standin' there with your little coach bag Tiffany's bracelet trying to look all pretty (So?) Thats like 250 dollars total Thats two pairs of sneakers to me Get the fuck outta here.. (I'm gonna fight'em all) (Hold me back) (Fight'em all) (Hold me back) (Fight'em all) (Hod me back) (What you gonna do Ap?) (Fight'em all) (Hold me back) Yeah.. don't, don't calm down yet.. About time yeh (yeh) [Emilio Lopez] Hold me back, fuck that, I'ma gonna fight them all If you can't fight'em later swing by the morgue Cause ain't nobody know how to rock a mic no more I'ma gonna start teaching rappers how to start write your bars I ain't tryin' to tell nobody how to fight your wars Fuck weapons son, I throw hooks like Jabber I don't like any of y'all And any of all, wouldn't give a fuck if my bank had a penny or more Come through your crib smellin' like the scent of your whore Give you debt with your same hand that was pettin' your whore I admit it, I'm a sinner, broke plenty of laws I never got stretched but I broke plenty of jaws Listen, I'm Hungary, I'm amped, I'm ready, I'm suped Been broke for too damn long son, I'm ready for loot Once I'm more known the artists will never recoup And I'ma gonna spit the flow 'till I own every coop Go (Back and forth) Weed spot to the coke spot Bring your fiend with you just to make sure the Coke's hot (Back and forth) If she with you now she's my lover Boy you should've never ever bought that half of wine (Back and forth) 'Lotta hoes on my dick Do the dough that I get, plus the flows that I spit (Back and forth) Weed up get that money man We about to change the game, won't be nothin' funny man Yeah, Emilio Ya'll can call me Mr. Lopez Your girl already does... (I'm gonna) (I'm gonna) (I'm gonna) (I'm gonna fight 'em all) (Hold me back) (Fight'em all) (Hold me back) (Fight'em all) (Hold me back) (Fight'em all) (Hold me back) Change the record motherfucker!