Apezilla - Gorilla Voltage

I was cryogenically frozen and brought back

To piss on all you bastards, Austin Power hungry

Making fackish brandy for the savage

Cabbage patch of rappers

I be smacking 'em with my garbage pail

Hard to tell between the men and the mice

When I’ll be up for sale

Alpha male pale in comparison, your garrison

Pussy-footin', that’s why you fake fucks is failing

All black sales barking orders at the Hip-Hop border

Acid rain mortar, new world order

Bring the torch of shame

But blasting flames at all these roaches

Scattered dames and another of the cocoa powder

Brains up on the wall, a flower, blame it on me

Choke up on my name up in your mouth

You cowards, our grapes and another of the bloody rose

Is the social matter

Jaw shatter, so what’s next, go back to the basics

DVD be the apex, I could be the boogeyman

I’m such a sick pup, I upchuck dialect

Deliver from both fist fight

Bitch pluck, picking em out of the crowd

You wanna dick suck?

that big ol' bubble butt was in effect

So watch your lips up, grip my grave, dig a bigger picture

Is the creme nut, splendid

She sucking and licking and fucking like a champion

Smell huh

Hell ya, two girls, one cup, same shit that all y’all clones sip up

And get spit out

I buy the quip tonight you wanna quip tonight

Godzilla seeing red tryna find a fight

Tricky tanks mobbing like the Mormons on the bike

So spreading the word and burning the crosses upside down right

Way you fit to be fitted, we liquid nitrogen, we chilling

We the Hip-Hop Kennedy’s, to stop us, gotta kill us

Villainous since I been a hearing aid man

When I made men for your brain and I got you in my crosshairs

Ore in my eyes, guess I’m just a kid

Little fist, press, squeeze, and trigger

On the spin

Pure dread coming through your system like a cancer

Rap necromancer, black flag waving in the wind

On the rampost, ram horns rising with my forehead ransom

Lamb on a platter

Bloody your bladder, you can’t slow dance but a gorilla

Can get you steamrolled and even for debit

You on the wrong side of the green inferno

No one gets out alive ain’t tribe prime be eternal

Yeah Colonel Sand blast around it and out the jacket

Jaw jabber, jaw running they mouth, glass shattering the bra

No more talky-talk, walk into the Sarlacc Pit

Ducking and dipping and diving and dodging

All your bullshit

Too crip

Time to put the point to rest

Like I put a knife to right, right in your chest

Turn the blade and let the poison infest

I piss on your grave and take a shit when you laid to rest

Well that wasn’t very nice

Apezilla

You guys are sick

Shut up ho'