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Showtime At The Apollo

by Bause Mason

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[Opening Introduction by LDIV) Ladies and Gentlemen Boys and girls I’d like to bring a new act to the stage No you’ve never heard of him Yes you will hear of him He’s a good friend of mine. So don’t be throwing your fucking tomatoes at him He doesn’t deserve it, you don’t deserve it and you quite frankly cant afford to waste tomatoes like that So without further a due BauseeeeeeMasoooon (need to fix on track) [Verse: Bause] If you never seen the truth then witness, Modern Day Apollo you just stuck on fiction I said it once I spit addictions. You ever cross me that’s your crucifixion, Stupid rhymes, stupid lines, just to go and pass the time, Take what’s mine and always grind, money running on my mind Drinking wine straight from the vine, blowing trees to get me high Don’t bring me down or kill my vibe, ill cut your throat right from behind Riding with the team that I rep, break your neck if you ever dream to disrespect Cash more checks that what Nike would expect, couldn’t stop me pumping led though my chest. *Beat Dies Down* (It aint over) Couldn’t stop me pumping led through my chestttttt ahhh (I aint done) Couldn’t stop me pumping led through my chest, with the bullets in my system ill proceed to aim and fire With some shits that’s hot to handle that your girlfriend will admire Make your son call me the man, now your family is a fan, even grandma and your grandpa tryna find out who I am Drunk off my rhymes, stumbling on my words, my music is a drug, Fuck what you heard I give little shrugs to bitter mugs and jitterbugs to twitter thugs I’m Riding/Writing till im in the dirt and you is just a quitter huh? Silly motherfucker, go and call your mother, I ended your career, I doubt that you’ll recover Get through with all your fronting, you pussy undercover, couldn’t hit it right, your girl under my covers Listen to the beat drop, blowing steam like tea pots, this music from within like the kid that goes at beat box So imma detox, from my beat box, spitting flows from my pulse till my beat drops Till my beat drops, in my last seconds, ill make sure I go down as a spitting legend Then I close my eyes, and I rev the engine, spitting flows on my road all the way to heaven. *Curtains Close with Applause*
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*Audience is quiet and curtains open to instrumental* [Hook: Sampha] Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much There's no need for us to rush it through Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much This is more than just a new lust for you [Verse 1: Bause] Hoodie on with some sweatpants Got too me heat my sweat glands Got stress man I can't stress man Too busy wanting to be the best man Engaging shit for some less scam My momma feel this shit I say yes mam buy a crib that's the next plan For now I gotta make my blessed brand Or my brand blessed have my voice bless Success only heard when your family rest So I work hard and work harder I take attributes from my late father ain't in a grave but he been away Worked so damn hard he had to get away But I made a way make his absences stay And create ambition from far away last conversation we ever had Was about this girl that's had me mad Cause she had my heart but she had me sad Stomped that shit but I never flagged My white flag for that right stand Surrender my soul for some nights man And I love her hard when she kiss me soft I pray every night that she miss me oft But I'm getting off from this grey hound Been stuck too long on this grey ground These jungle Gyms my playground Got nothing nothing left to do but say now Yeah Right now I gotta change Before my mind start getting strange I've felt the pain I've felt the rain Been soaked so long my skin been stained [Hook: Sampha] Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much There's no need for us to rush it through Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much This is more than just a new lust for you [Verse 2: Bause] And I feel deranged or I'm feeling mange Got a target on my head while I walk the range But I'm walking tall chin up and all Closed eyes reach the finish before I fall Cause before it all got no one there Got roaches in my room and nobody care This one girl was always fair But she gotta find herself so I'm running scared If she find someone, she losing me can't find myself to go and breathe You not by me Will you stand by me or watch me go Been you from the start can't let you fold My deck you heart can't let you go Spitting love on the mic thought I let you know I want you as my wife get old and grow Been too long that you've been here Trust issues brung true fear But trust the picture it's too dear it's true dear it’s you dear Can't get too far unless you near Since grade 8 you been my one mate You can it love or you can call it fate My time on you watch and I'm never late Your lips on my lips always feeling great Don't let me dance alone if I come in late And I've complained, I've fucked up But you the only that's bucked up For this sun up till the suns down Hold you every night is a must now Stole my heart, gets cuffs now This shit much more than just lust now [Hook] [Outro: Sampha] Don't give up, on your hopes And you tell me somethin's gone wrong Wholehearted, wholehearted, you care, you care Cause I'm such a dreamer, a believer in a sense Well if it's all a dream Then I'm on fire, feels like, I'm on fire Tell me when I'm lyin', tell me when I'm tryin'
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Whenever I step in the room every motherfucka notice Got the baddest chick in my arms Every motherfucka know this Smoking on gardens down to the root talking lily rose and lotus Flower bombs right in my palms trapping straight back to the fortress And I do that shit more for stress While these hoes goes give me more press And my gears keep going progress Till my foes become all hopeless Muthafucka this shit mineee Every single part of me gonna grind every loose thread begins to bind Got all the blueprints in my mind Go ahead and watch it is my time Money coming straight never out of line Battery's charged all alkaline Ain't even close to reaching prime Evolution on you primates That's checkmate on all your highness Badder bitches than your highness My back piece just go it's windless Y'all need tune ups or V8's WD-40 on your plates All White bunnies running late Never hungry I just ate Every day I got a cake They blow my candle with no wait I just smile because it's great It either luck or this is fate Because this shit is coming easy This karma bitch is pretty sleezy gave her dick when she said please me Now y'all watch me on your tv Never static it's erratic I'm Illmatic with trill manics The Thrill addict never have it Stunting at it on you faggots Watch my words I really doubt it Stevie wonder as I hack it Paper bleeds at every stroke My pen violent never lack it As for me forever macking Extra buns like I'm big macing I'm the king this ain't no acting This shit real no cinematics Fuck your tactics y'all dramatic Every gun is automatic If you feeling problematic Bullets leaving you asthmatic While my fist will prove traumatic Immunity is diplomatic And my hoes all acrobatic Doing shit that charismatic Scream my name like a fanatic Greater good she democratic know my functions systematic swear this shit is mathematics Adding figures like its magic Divide tricks from my schematics Subtract leeches from pneumatics Multiply that dope shit addicts Always walking to my attic Fuck the basement I done had it I'm allergic to the tragic And the fake that's made from plastic Y'all should panic or get Frantic Little boys with priests that's catholic coming straight to fuck with antics This shit far from that romantic This that drastic telepathic Murder mics with minds elastic Pulling triggers I'm ecstatic Make extinct of all the traffic And just know I'm not sarcastic Every word is my own graphic I will murder you with fabric Linen acid to your lactics Line em up and show your badges Robo cops inspector gadgets Fuck becoming just a classic I'm out here till I'm galactic Fuck becoming just a classic, I’m out here till I’m galactic. Yeah. That’s it. Cut me off.
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[Hook] Your women crush Wednesday Thats my throw back Thursday I'm her man crush Monday All these hoes so thirstay On their knees like its Sunday Double up like its twosday Every night is a Friday Never ever have a sadder day [Verse 1: Bause] Every day I'm VIP Got a line too long call it DMV Your shit all access TMZ frank white to this shit yeah BIG Camera lights in this bitch don't need ID Everybody see me my shit OD Original person homie OG Avenge y'all dopey Loki hold me Fantastic four to the lungs Dr doom blowing Superman to my liver kryptonite OE Wonder women at my side kissing me slowly Blue eyes got my heart and I love lowly Getting high off the potion that can lift your seat Heating up on these niggas never had cold feet Making drugs with this music on some real dope beats Press play and inject every note I speak Speaking hard on you soft wannabe markeys Biz nah Islam speaking tongues on key Dopamine rolling with some Coca leaves Brewskis brewing making legs loosely Looney tunes warn a bro to some bugs bunnies Honey buns smoking some with some fine Dummies [Bridge] As long as I got my moneyyyy As long as I got my bitches As long as I got my drink I don't need no wishes As long as I got my weed As long as I got my women As long as I got tonight Then nothing else is missing Cause [Hook] Your women crush Wednesday Thats my throw back Thursday I'm her man crush Monday All these hoes so thirstay On their knees like its Sunday Double up like its twosday Every night is a Friday Never ever have a sadder day
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[Intro] Alright so I had this girl right And she broke my heart Just tore into apart into pieces but right before she left she looked at me and said Good luck I said good luck? bitch So I wrote a song about it [Hook] Suck a dick I don't need your luck Suck a dick I don't need your luck Suck a dick I don't need your luck Suck a dick I don't need your luck [Verse 1: Bause] She say good luck Don't give one fuck Fuck your words You slut You can kiss My butt But don't act Surprised When your next Couple guys Can't get me out your brain You'll still wanna scream my name It's insane how we change But I guess that's just the motion Had my heart burst in my chest And it made quite a commotion In fact it was so loud local cop charged me a fine So in case you didn't hear it Ill just say it one more time Yeah Suck a dick I don't need your luck That love is muck and it had me stuck On you The fuck you think is up You suck you mutt I had enough If I see you pass well hoe hey! Heard you fucked my boy from Jose Said it was nothin but some foreplay But I guess that's just what hoe say huh? Seven thirty in the 305 On 117 that's me oh my Call 866 5309 She'll give you brain some piece of mind That piece ain't mine she gotta go She Think she sly She on the low Don't believe her lies It's all a show If she wanna say hi Man Fuck that hoe [Hook] Suck a dick I don't need your luck Suck a dick I don't need your luck Suck a dick I don't need your luck Suck a dick I don't need your luck [Verse 2: Bause] Wait Stop Beat Drops Late Talks Late thoughts Pool or the shower I can do it better Couch or the bed I can do it better Back of the car I could do it better I Top of the roof I could do it better! Being really honest I probably got you wetter And stating all the facts I could do you better But forever turned to never when you creeped around and severed The relationship together with my feelings or whatever So I'm spreading out this lyrics just as quick as all your gimmicks when your spreading out your legs for a dick to go and scrimmage Your a phantom or a menace to the good ones here to Venice For your actions no repentance Here's an anthem for presence Fuck a hoe Yeah one more time Fuck a hoe Yeah one more time Fuck a hoe yeah one more time Fuck a hoe Yeah one more time Haaaaaa This song for you and you know that Queen of crap yeah you hold that Cut you down yeah ill mow that Get get out my way fore’ I go snap That's that out of place make it go black like your soul disgrace call it joe jack On some blow crack Tick tack hold back On your low jack Sick like toe jam Flip yak Go dance On some pole Trance Pop that booty in your hoe pants And then act proud say "look ma no hands" Haaaa [Hook] How you gonna go behind my Back Acting like a little dirty tramp [Verse 3 John Good: ] How you gonna How you gonna Go behind my back Acting like a little dirty tramp You the queen the slut the cunt the champ Only one that comes equipped with traps The reason for this song this verse this rap You the one that sucks these nuts this sack I'll do this till your cold and old and cracked Now suck a dick. [Hook w/ Applause] [Outro: Chino] Ladies and Gentlemen, this song is dedicated To all you dirty ass sluts out there For example, take this bitch in the middle right here (Oh hell no, I know he’s not talking to me) Bald head ass bitch (ohhhhhhh get that bitch) Oh hold on, Hoe in the fucking front (who is he calling a hoe?) Fuck wrong with you bitch, big teeth ass hoe, and them fake ass titties (get that bitch, get her) Woah, hold up, bitch ion the back You think we cant see you?
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The national warning service in Miami has issued a severe thunderstorm warning for: Southern Miami Dade County and South East Florida. Take cover now in a sturdy or enforced building If you wait to see or hear it coming it may be too late to get to a safe place Prepare to move to place of safety in an interior room of the lowest floor of your house or business A severe thunderstorm watch remains in effect until 10 P.M Friday evening for Southern Florida. [Intro: Tupac Shakur] If we do want to live a thug life and a gangsta life and all of that, ok, so stop being cowards and lets have a revolution but we dont wanna do that, dudes just wanna live, They wanna be cartoons, but if they really wanted to do something if they was that tough, alright, lets start our own country lets start a revolution, lets get out of here, lets do something [Hook: MVRCUS] This my alter ego Got me feeling so evil All my niggas around me And my homies so lethal This is my alter ego Got me feeling Knievel All my bitches so baaaaad And all hoes illegall [Verse 1: MVRCUS] Now who’s them niggas from the south side They work so hard yall part time Black and white girls know apart thighs Keep a few bad bitches in our archives Recruit a coup[le snow bunnies take em home welcome to the dark side My chico be robbing your hoe, now this shit look like a dark knight And these niggas said I aint black enough My pants don’t sag enough Looked in the mirror im still black as fuck Fucking white girls parents mad at us Haha Fuck segregation Living Martin Luther Kings dream out Every time I get a white girl naked, pray for me, pray, pray pray pray pray for my patience I wanna stick my dick in a Japanese girl Turn that bitch Caucasian What the fuck am I saying ill cum in your girl, if you thought I was playing She stay on her knees she stay on her knees Even when she not praying Ahh Man fuck what youre saying Ahh Man fuck what youre saying Fuck what youre saying and fuck what you heard Fuck your hood three kings in the burbs Fuck your streets red lights when we swerve Woah Keep your chick in reserve Woah Feed her dick as desert Woah So much profanity Fuck yall yall just cant handle me My chick as hot as a candle bee [Hook: MVRCUS] [Verse 2: Bause] I'm so fucking tired and I'm so fucking sick When I get on the track that you'd think I would I would spit But instead I just grip unloading the clip My stomach got toxins my mind cannot think Bulimic believe me I wishing Houdini Alladin can't save me I'm looking for genie Jafar is my witness too far for these bitches They play with your heart then escape with the riches Admitably feeling me do this shit willingly Killing me thrilling me truth keep on drilling me Filling me villainy brain going cynically Critically wickedly change my epitome "Sin for me" symphony Never feel sympathy Infamy in for me Killing the ministry Convicting me typically Mugshot is fittingly Ammo is trinity Load up on artillery [Scene] [Outro; Bause] Who lets the dogs out? Who lets the dogs out? Some one answer me now Who lets the dogs out We coming and chasing The whole fucking nation Hispanic to Asian American Haitian My Gun speak amazing The Bullets are Mason Embody encasing Your bodies with Satan Taking your souls for that separation black or your white fuck segregation Young or you old fuck generation Every motherfucker is getting a taste of My mic and the lyrics saliva I spit it So live when I get it Can't die it's the spirit I'll wait at the finish I'll cum when she finish I'll eat up the pussy Then say wash the dishes Hoping I'm dead Fuck all your wishes You heard what I said fucked all of your bitches Your hoes give me head turn on the switches I murder the pussy Leaves bodies in ditches hope that you hear me hoping you feel me My fists speak the truth and ill give the real me Coffins cants hold me im coughing drink condene the kids never changed no such thing as old me Bitch. No such thing as the old me No such thing as the old me.

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released August 23, 2014

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Thank you to MVRCUS, LDIV, Johnny, Chino, Rochelle, Romina, Aldhair and Anthony for helping me bring this tape to life.

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