Gentleman Needs - The Camp, Apathy

Yeah it’s the campaign

Apathy what up

C T to M A

Wanted change right yeah

All I know is about booze and hoes oh no

What more could a gentleman need

All I know is how to rock the show oh no

I ain’t saying that the gentleman’s me

The fire I spit inspires guys to dive in the pit

I’m off the wall like higherline giant sized to you Prince

I’m flying high

You idolize my prize prime is a gift

I like my dimes giant diced

So they can grind on my dick

Let’s bring a bunch of Camp tramps up in the spot

We get amped leave them with Gramps dancing their twat

Hold up I’m getting nasty

Go catch a taxi

Your flow is extra tacky

I will disrespect you badly

You impress from extra flashy

I’m in rap with the nastiest word spitter you heard sicker

They can sit in the back of the hearse with ya

Then watch me see it go

Sit and watch the genius flow

When I was three years old I could crack the human genome code

How can I do it when I’m dropping the same rap and got chronicle flame action

Come follow the brain patent

Smashing bitches yeah

We get em all in a stance and have them blow us one by one

The demi-gods of The Camp yeah

G is the author of classic rap verses

You ain’t seeing me like you needing binoculars

God party doggie yes he is the targeter

Streets ended up in the ease of philosopher

The Camp is demigods we handle any slaws

Dismantle many dogs

Your tramp will get me off

She swallow semen sorry buddy you are not in season

Claiming that you getting slept on like posturepedic

Stop repeating not believing it you just lost

Not freezing not competing with this bet dog

No question the set’s strong so get gone

You on that CD then I’m breezing to the next song

Off the head I may say your effortless

Brain waves intelligent vacate your residence

Put your money up that’s payday I get your chips

Serve anybody from Baystate Connecticut

All I know is about booze and hoes oh no

What more could a gentleman need

All I know is how to rock the show oh no

I ain’t saying that the gentleman’s me

Hey now look it’s The Camp your breath of fresh air

I tell you what

I bet by next year we on top

And you now we got that behind us

We some master rhymers

Y’all some fat vaginas

Y’all geeks are sweet like banana slush

Y’all ain’t man enough to take a piss standing up

See I’m a go getter

I’m like a professor

Watch your old heifer

Cuz I’m a homewrecker

I’m in a new act

You in an old Jetta

You like a plain burger you got no cheddar

I mess around to get Donald Trump cash

All you chumps had was a McDonald’s lunch bag

See I’m a gigolo and

I’m gonna hit your hoe

She looking for dick like yo where did Richard go

Yeah I’ll get it

My rhyme is sick

I’m TI spelled backwards I am it

We got fans camping out on the campus for The Camp show

You’ll be spending food stamps

What more can I say champ

I’m gonna teach you how to be fly like this is Space Camp

Watch out it’s wugged out haters take the thug route

And try to set up camp like they were Cub Scouts

I packed the clip and hit your face till my pistol break

Cuz I’m jelly with a camp like Crystal Lake

You can push powder like Crystal Light

Move snow like Christmas night

None of that means that you can whip a mic

Whip you if you pick a fight

Beat you down in a inch of your life

Then walk away laughing like Vincent Price

You flash cash and you could get knocked for loot

You pack max please this does not compute

Your little hoe thinks she’s so hot and cute

Well this one time at band camp she pussy popped the flute

All I know is about booze and hoes oh no

What more could a gentleman need

All I know is how to rock the show oh no

I ain’t saying that the gentleman’s me

All I know is about booze and hoes oh no

What more could a gentleman need

All I know is how to rock the show oh no

I ain’t saying that the gentleman’s me

Come on