Lyrics The Bottom Line - Celph Titled , Merkules , Apathy
Let's
be
honest
I'ma
get
right
to
the
bottom
line
Raw
design
got
'em
taking
shots
without
the
salt
and
lime
On
my
grind
watch
me
taking
pussy
rappers
off
the
shrine
Columbine
ya'll
as
my
sons
that's
why
I
call
'em
mine
All
the
time
I'm
Number
One
and
ya'll
still
on
the
back
burner
Cash
earner
counting
on
my
bread
in
front
of
Fatburger
It's
mass
murder
when
I'm
holding
the
pen
Life's
a
bitch
so
I
left
her
home
alone
in
my
bed
I'm
that
hard
hitter
bar
spitter
you
can
let
the
dogs
out
You
must've
took
the
wrong
route
You're
fucking
with
the
'Godz
now
Step
off
from
the
side
of
the
ring
You
know
you're
getting
knocked
out
I
Started
from
the
bottom
without
Drake
I
ain't
a
cop
out
You
hear
my
name
They
mention
He's
on
top
While
you
sit
in
home
waiting
until
Detox
drops
You
ain't
on
the
same
shit
my
clique
be
on,
ock
You're
a
Macklemore
fan
wearing
neon
socks,
pussy
(Apathy)
Me
and
you
you
fucking
sucker
we
ain't
the
same
You
got
a
problem
with
me
faggot,
I
dare
you
to
say
my
name
Little
sad
suburban
whiteboy
stories
are
all
the
same
Probably
O.D
on
pills
and
'caine
like
Corey
Haim
I'll
evict
the
blood
from
your
veins,
I'm
bashing
your
brains
Slashing
with
twain,
send
your
spirit
through
an
astral
plane
Ap's
insane,
fuck
music
sucker
dared
me
to
do
it
I'll
slice
a
hole
in
your
stomach
and
dive
headfirst
through
it
I'm
saying
homie,
I'm
Satan
no
counting
the
bones
I'm
breaking
And
I
love
beefing
more
than
Merkules
loves
bacon
More
hooligans
hold
me
down
than
Ghenghis
Khan
So
bring
it
on,
this
ain't
rap
it's
a
Satanic
singalong
The
theme
music
for
Megatron,
won't
stop
'till
your
head
is
gone
And
snatch
your
gold
like
a
captured
Leprechaun
I
say
what
I
do
and
I
do
what
I
say
Rap
'till
I
was
blue
in
the
face
and
I
blew
'em
away
(Celph
Titled)
I
hold
two
guns
across
my
chest
to
form
an
"X"
Cause
that's
the
universal
symbol
for
war
and
death
I
host
a
cannibal
cookout
with
arms,
legs
and
ribs
So
bring
Tupperware
for
leftovers
for
your
moms
and
kids
I'll
cater
your
wedding
with
alligators
and
weapons
Before
you
take
your
vows
(BLAO)
My
sniper
blazing
the
reverend
I'm
ahead
of
every
time
zone
so
when
You
thinking
you
had
your
rhyme
sown
My
shit
came
on
and
left
your
mind
blown
Yeah,
I
pray
to
God,
I'm
thankful
for
my
bankroll
Walk
out
the
do'
with
everything
I
came
for
Move
through
the
city
with
numerous
goons
They
much
more
focused
now
But
they
the
type
to
shoot
up
a
school
And
leave
numerous
wounds
Across
your
daughter's
face
if
it's
all
the
same
I'm
the
son
of
Satan
dumping
bodies
in
toxic
waste
Marine
trained
assassins,
we'll
hit
and
shoot
you
Throw
you
out
the
boat
like
a
motherfucking
fishing
blooper
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1 Easy Like Sunday
2 Wolves
3 Life is Hell
4 The Key
5 The Bottom Line
6 The Dragon
7 Shoot 'Em Up
8 Treated so Bad
9 Welcome to Assholeville Pt. 2
10 Tread Lightly
11 Louie Ain't Dead Yet
12 The Danger
13 Black Snow 2
14 Bad for Me
15 The 45 Killer
16 Good Girl, Bad Girl
17 The 45 Killer - Competition Remix - Bonus Track
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