Apathy - Honkey Kong lyrics

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Apathy - Honkey Kong lyrics

[Intro] King Kong, ain't got sh** on me! [Verse 1:Apathy] Bring out the apes the gorillas the monkeys and junkies Half money half bummy half genius half dummy Dirty, s*utty, bloody, muddy, filthy f** buddy If you're stupid you should study how I'm steady making money Like I'm Steady B, Freddy Krueger, bald as Lex Luthor Spark buddha, pick a public park become a sharpshooter Chop an off-duty cop up into chop suey Channeling 2Pac through me (hock tui) Damn I'm such a Glock groupie Bad grammar, bad manners, bad hammers, bad mama jama hammer bopping Got your grandma yelling like she's Janice Joplin, I'm joshing Please get off my johnson, I see you b**hes jocking this jargon that I'm jotting I'm Jesus a genius a G I'm a genie Granting b**hes wishes if their wish is for my pee pee I'm greazy and greedy and creepy and freaky and skeevy Your breezy, would f** me for a CD They are very very dangerous, they are wild animals Something's got to be done [Refrain:Vinnie Paz] Look at all this wild sh** ya'll got me on With fire arms now it's on like Honkey Kong Where my gorillas at? Where my apes at? Where my gorillas at? Where my apes at? Look at all this wild sh** ya'll got me on They play this song and it's on like Honkey Kong Where my gorillas at? Where my apes at? Where my gorillas at? Where my apes at? [Verse 2:Apathy] Bring out the rebels the devils, bring out the vandals Bring the vicious ditch diggers and b**hes with love handles Bring the bummy scummy stretch mark tummy with no money Strobe light honey who swears she like a playboy bunny Ap is batty, daffy attitude, crappy the scrappy verbally Abusive baby daddy, calling liquor stores the packy I'm picky in particular, consider s** an extracurricular test And you can call me Professor Testicular Stick it in ya dick dangle down to my fibula Nah I'm fibbing it just barely touched the top of my tibia The titty-touching, city-crushing, pretty f**ing disgusting Kiddy abducting , giddy up and gallop through the dust A chauvinist, a showoff, as cla**ic as Chopin Or Eric. B with dookie ropes so call me the dope man You f**s dont even know, if you dont come up with my dough You'll hear more "neins" than German people screaming “No!” I'm that Honkey Kong, orangutang, k**er ape, gorilla (scratches) [Refrain]