Apathy - Raiders Cap lyrics

[Hook: Apathy] Old-school, got my Raider's Cap Got my, got my Raider's Cap [Verse 1: Apathy] I got that pistol grip pump sittin' pretty in the trunk Blow your wig to the side like hair on Donald Trump On some Gang Starr sh**, execution of a chump Evolution of a villain refillin' revolvers I'm still in a state of mind like a stainless nine is on my lap Starter jacket on my back, with a black Raider's cap Rappers resurrect the crack like they brought Reagan back You could run 100 miles but you're still afraid of Ap Hit record on your radios to take my verse The only way to get to space and to escape this earth Stick to the facts, Ap got the wickedest raps OG like a Raiders cap with snaps in the back [Hook] [Verse 2: Ryu] I got my Raider cap old like a Betamax Tats all grey and black bringin' '88 back Sacks full of crack brick phone in my backpack Parker with the Marcus Allen jersey that'll match that That's that sh** i used to rock back When i used to breakdance when i used to pop I was always into somethin' bumpin' N.W.A. in the Cutla** Me and the homies sippin OE i was always a drunkard You know how 'em L.A. dudes do, always got a deuce deuce Don't say nothin stupid or somebody gonna shoot you Open up the moon roof, yellin' Demigoon crew Somebody call 911 tell em you got a boo boo [Hook] [Verse 3: Motive] You know me, sippin' on a 40 of OE On my stoop as a shorty shoutin' "f** Tha Police" A n***a with a attitude but I ain't Yella Hoodie, i touch more money than banktellas As a young cat standin on black with my Raiders cap While y'all was whilin' with medallions tryin' to fade to black It's all good though, i ain't tryin' to hate on that But Mo's hood so i stay where the danger's at n***as slangin' crack, gangstas wavin' gats Pimp slappin' their b**h, askin' "where my paper at?" I was amazed by that, influenced the way I act Never met my dad, the truth is I'm raised off rap [Hook] [Verse 4: Celph Titled] I am MC Ren with pale skin rockin' my Raiders brim Got a toaster that i ain't puttin' bagels in I got a possee full of apostles You a possee full of possums always hidin' while we hoo-ridin' I judge who i shoot, so when my crew holds a grudge its a judge that i shoot We disa**emble Nazi members, get totaled comin' at me top speed on a kawasaki ninja Catch you out at LA at the Staple Center Office Depot you won't see those staples dead center in your retina I slammed it there and they don't have cameras there But if they did you'd see the second comin' of the man upstairs Muh'f**a [Hook]