Apollyon’s Theme

By Tyga

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[Verse 1: Tyga]

Shamed on, played on, motherfucking hated on

Hated misery so I keep my company gone

Six blondes, no bras, begging me to fuck em raw

Only with a rubber on, get served rawly raw

Sick world living in, pissing in the whirlpool

Last dollars on this coffee table, but i’m good

Head to the sky, praying like Christ would

It’s hard to level when all of us harvest from the ghetto

You are fellows, get marshmellowed, your so sparrow

Waking up on god’s green, bloody on your knees

These malt liquor vendors sell it to you no ID

These young niggers hot on pills down one degree

My art speaks illustrated it on the beat

If all fails at least I live with memories

Judgement day, my only day of death

So motherfucker dont you test me, nigga


[Hook: Tyga]

I came rolled in a break

Your a real hater I can see it on your face

You don’t wanna do that

Motherfucker, you don’t wanna do that

No, been hustling all my life

I wanna do right, road to success only way to survive

So I gotta do that, yeah I gotta do that

Motherfucker, let the angels sing

Oh, oh, oh, do that

Oh, oh, oh

Let the angels sing

Oh, oh, oh, do that

Oh, oh, oh

Apollyons theme


[Verse 2: Tyga]

Uh, how you say you innocent, illegitimate children

Anger hurts, who feels it all this resentment

Fuck em, middle finger never bent

Only at the lord’s gates judging me to let me in

It’s funny when these federal bills spent in from ceilings

Since they figured it in back turns, no friends

I’m only human fly as donatella 'sace

We all die soon like gianni, no autopsy

Hard body, funerals invite only

Body eroded get you buried with black roses

Time told by a rolly quarter on my arm

Fifty thou, keep the Reaper blinded by your charm

Get money like i’m Jewish

Cheaper than the newest, all my girls indian style like buddhist

Hands to their booties that’s my call of duty

Motherfucker toodles


[Hook: Tyga]