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Trippin'

from Fetal Dreams by APEman

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I smell fear
From a mile away
I see it clear as day
You're afraid to say
What you need to say
To make it through
Do what you need to
You're so see through
I can't hear you
As if I'd want to
Who knows what shit
That you'd spew
Just to make the news
To rack up the views
To impress the crews
That sleep on you
Better hit the snooze
Way too late in the afternoon
To start the shit
You said you'd do
Yeah you stand accused
Of drinking too much booze
And wasting the life that was granted to you
No room here for half stepping
Yeah I heard it before
About the project you're prepping
But who knows your name
Who's on your side repping
Who comes to your aid
When your reputations threatened
Who risks their life when somebody pulls a weapon
They might spare a thought
But would they risk a second
They'd likely do a little risk assessment
Not risk their life for the life of a peasant
No one's interested in the flight of a pheasant
When a peacock is so extravagantly crested
I just shine a light on myself in the present
There's so much more for which I'm destined
I have so much to give
I will not be bested.

Stepping all on my kicks
Damn you must be trippin'
Spilling all of your drinks
Damn you must be trippin'
Talking to me like a bitch
Shit you must be trippin'
Watch yourself when you sip
Cause right now you're trippin'

Another day passes
Another set of glasses
I tell you right now
I'm gonna show those bastards
If I can get off my ass that is
Then I could do it big
Like godzilla did
And afford to buy
Some expensive shit
That's what's important
When your mind's distorted
What your eyes reported
And your soul's discordant
Cause of the drugs you ordered
The madness you border
Wasn't really sorted
Like you really thought it
And your road's more crowded
So you think to forfeit
But your ego won't have it
It's gonna combat it
It's gonna come back with a baseball bat and
Get to cracking all the terrible habits
There's more to life
Than fucking like rabbits
You don't need to be defined by traditional sabbath

Stepping all on my kicks
Damn you must be trippin'
Spilling all of your drinks
Damn you must be trippin'
Talking to me like a bitch
Shit you must be trippin'
Watch yourself when you sip
Cause right now you're trip pin'

This is for all the trippers out there...

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from Fetal Dreams, released January 22, 2015

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APEman is a punk rapper exploring identity and duality through banging beats and lyricism.

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