Rotten Apple Pie

Artist:Mac Lethal

Album:11:11

Intro:(laugh) (talking:Trust Me, bro...I know your in the building rapper...studio's are always in buildings man...there not outside...give a speech)

[Verse 1: Mac Lethal]

Somebody said the classics never go outta style

But thats a stupid thing to say because they actually do

And judgin' by the people that are settin all the standards

All of us go outta style too

Oh Lordy Loo

I swear to christ I'm sure to screw or somethin

Now the only music bumpin is that 1980s band es pop rap

Id rather beat a dead horse than throw a saddle on it and ride it (man it ain't goin nowhere)

You ever seen an irish pot head that flows with no hair?

I gotta little buddah belly but I dont really care

See I could never date a girl thats on a magazine cover

Cause self absorbed women dont make good lovers mother fucker

Just because its hard to write dont make it smart and bright im painten with the mothers of invention

Bring my art to life

Deliver menacing glows and now my nicotene flows throughout my bloodstream so im'a give a rivet and show and paint a message its like i scraped the edges of my razor up against my wrist but eh...its nothin major cuz only punk mother fuckers call the cops and blow a hot bubble a poison till it pops

Now you can find me in the burgs

And you can find me in the streets

Until you wonder what happened to me...to me

You gotta trust that im just smokin' somethin

Dealin with the motions, pumpin beats, tryna set the style free

I wanna piece of the rotten apple pie

Gotta make it bounce cuz you know its do or die

I wanna piece of the rotten apple pie

I gotta make it bounce cuz you know its do or die

In 1997 I smack my teacher with my purple trapper keep her rockin n stand stiff

In a old dirty bastard t-shirt

Bingo, now im hittin a six in a highschool lunchroom

With liquor to mix. I wish that i could get pregnant with ava gardners children

Instead im doin the twirl, as i watch text messages ruin the world

And technology period

Im waitin for the day we can all burn copies of eachothers girlfriends and skip the technology period

Cause Aunt Flow's an old fashioned gal, and computer love just ain't her style (gross)

Lordy Lou all I wanna do is make it til I'm 42 so I can feel just in every grouchy thing I say or do

Until then you better watch out for that tailspin

No I'm not a rapper I'm a used car salesman