V.P. The Apex - $mackdown

Do you want a smack down brother?
Call me Hulk Hogan
Flexing in my super suit ho, yeah I goes in
See me in the ring, with them raw skills
Powning
Head shots only, yeah I stay doming

Locked on, I got my target
Search and destroy, then analyze the carcus
Uh, shoot or get shot, keep defense or be apart of the circuit,
Eatin my wheaties and starching
In this loop filled with madness that keeps growing and growing
And ain't gon change with magic

Cause this shit didn't happen by accident
Keep your self close or, they just gon snatch bup yo shit

I be alert at all times, all on my watcher gig
Guns and the butter for knuckles to motivate aim to the clenching of fists
See magic only works, if they dont look, illusions create these fantastical tricks
Where tho?
Catch me in my ring with my bones like stone
Cause I've always made sure I could make it on my own
Physically and mentally thinking through the hypocrisy and ignorance, we see in utero
The ghosts know and speak these vial tones
Not the tv Jones, that we grew, up on, and knew
Knew or not, false gods, dont not know true
It's more about the God in you, the one who saw these things too

Because that is what matters the most, in the big picture that we drew
And even more so in the one we never knew, but will soon draw
We are not our fathers, or the problems the past generations have caused

Written by:
Vaughn Peters

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