People’s Champ

By Apollo Brown

On Trophies

Released on April 24, 2012

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Yeah yeah, pre-season is about to start

How many rappers put up numbers without being on the charts?

I'm that exceptions to the rules written

Who thought my throat was parched and gave up spittin'?

I'm the epitome who lyrically go down like shots of whiskey

Mad motherfuckers saying they missed me

Tearing over the god like bags of peeled onions

Verbal foot in their ass with the athlete's fungus

Hit em where hurts so good. Going up against the best out

Claiming number one in this world. See

Rappers with a lot to lose

Pop shit and hide behind dudes

That's why they're down with crews

Conceived in sin: Non-matrimony

Against the Bible's creed and God rights fully

There was a time when I frequent Wet Willie's

Down in MIA in the spot with Knick colors yelling

Hook:

..Bang time! It's game time!

Trophy music is the franchise but our rules we play by

..Bang time! It's game time!

Get em, get em, get em, hit em, hit em. hit em

..Bang time! It's game time!

Trophy music is the franchise but our rules we play by

..Bang time! It's game time!

Get em, get em, get em, hit em, hit em. hit em

On somebody else's tab, I'm paid to rap

Apollo solicits the beats, I blaze the tracks

These facts are documented on a signed contract

New eras: Go with the flow or just change and adapt

Heart of a Spartan, going against the Persian army

Killing me is the only brute force to disarm me

Logo been my initials with the crown on top

Had the Dow take a plunge, my stock keep rising up. Ha

The people's champ: modern-day Robin Hood

Handing out hope in abundance throughout Sherwood

But these are concrete jungles not a forest

Littered with D's, G's, cut-throats, harlots. Whoa

Methodical plans. Boxed up, sealed, and delivered

Given the state of the game to consider

I don't do Facebook, Myspace, or Twitter

Still analog stay getting money off back catologue


[Hook:]

Niggas making it rain like it's never gonna stop

5 years time living in a cardboard box

Think of something new to say

Everybody swagged out. For the rich to maintain, others are broke

That's fact, all based on statistics

Look around your district

Drugs, murder, rape, crime is big business

Just so happens O became an entertainer

Dame dropped me a jewel to keep lawyers on retainer

Open to advice as long as it makes sense

So the dollar that stashed inside the safe, that's great

Grinding over time to put food on the plate

I keep that blue collar respect so others relate

This here union is official

Apollo behind the gun letting off the clip

And I'm the trigger hitting no misses

Viable intel provided by snitches

Get rats PC'd behind walls of a prison. Yeah


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