paroles de chanson Hot (feat. Celph Titled & Apathy) - Celph Titled , CunninLynguists feat. Masta Ace , Apathy
What
is
the
Question?
Now
when
I
see
the
man
in
the
mirror
I
see
an
animal
clearer
The
teeth
look
sharp,
and
and
ain't
a
man
that's
much
realer
I
do
somersaults
and
flips
with
nunchucks
like
a
ninja
turtle
I'm
very
bold,
I'll
sell
crack
on
an
infomercial
I
tell
you
what,
if
I
don't
get
the
props
I
deserve
Imma
leave
you
bleeding
by
the
curb,
and
that's
my
momma's
word
Bank
account,
commas
absurd
Cause
I
sell
specialty
rap
music,
and
sell
out
concerts
My
favorite
spot
in
the
sporting
goods,
is
the
hunting
section
They
got
slingshots
and
crossbows,
and
other
types
of
weapons
Camouflage
vests,
and
fully
stocked
with
the
lead
Next
aisle
over
I
can
go
fishing
instead
And
to
the
fake
ones,
your
salaries
low
Flow
cornier
than
VH1
romance
reality
shows
Y'all
know,
I
used
the
body
wash
to
clean
my
shotty
off
Cause
its
been
catching
back
splatter
from
hacking
through
body
parts
A
southern
rebel
that'll
leave
your
vital
levels
flat
You
won't
be
hot
until
you
die
and
give
the
devil
dap
You
about
as
stupid
as
that
pot
that
called
the
kettle
black
I
be
conscious
rapping
but
now
even
Gepetto's
strapped
Here
to
take
the
ghetto
back,
hush
the
whack
stanzas
Taking
it
back
to
when
rapping
was
talk
'tween
Black
panthers
I'm
Huey,
Newton
or
Freeman,
all
of
the
above
You
ain't
even
Huey
Lewis,
ain't
got
no
power
or
love
And
what's
sadder,
you
won't
touch
rungs
on
Jake's
ladder
Universally
unworthy
of
time,
space,
or
matter
You
hot
as
in
anger,
not
as
in
magma
Deac
is
Death
Valley,
You
are
A-laska
I
mastered
the
range,
you
mastered
the
lame
And
the
day
that
you're
the
flame,
I'm
the
rain
Strange
Even
make
your
main
chick
say
she
quite
Some
dumb
reason
say
her
prison
be
Fell
her
gaze
blazing
at
you
– laser
beam
Face
is
the
bomb:
body's
detonator
We
talkin'
black
folk
filled
elevator
Think
its
cool
now?
Fool
later
see
us
Every
time
you
leave
think
you
out
being
Stick
to
her,
forgettin'
she's
gonna
tell
you
hell
is
And
she
hope
you
go
in
summer
when
its
even
more
Eyes
even
glowing
terminator
red
Shit
would
be
a
past
red
dot
beam
Shoulder
so
cold
make
an
igloo
seem
Pushing
all
the
buttons
make
the
topic
seem
This
gold
made
cup
make
us
sip
so
All
these
girls
man
they
just
want
to
sweat
some
starve
But
I
don't
get
gassed
up
like
an
electric
car
And
I
don't
need
a
ski
mask
to
rob
these
bitches
of
they
innocence
About
to
slip
gloves,
and
seduce
seven
Russian
immigrants
Single
moms
is
so
DTF
I
hit
it,
quit
it,
then
report
the
bitch
to
DCF
I'm
so
Bobby
Brown,
not
the
new
edition
days
Never
stop
my
ignorant
ways
Not
as
long
as
pimpin'
pays
Ap's
In
the
strip
club,
all
the
dancers
look
Damn
all
the
money
stickin
to
'em,
cause
she
Back
sweat
make
em
look
*Laugh*
1 Ignition
2 Strange Universe
3 In the City
4 South California
5 Drunk Dial (feat. Murs & Grieves)
6 The Morning (feat. Blu & Psalm One)
7 Innerspace
8 Miley 3000
9 Guide You Through Shadows (feat. Ra Scion & Substantial)
10 Castles (feat. Aesop Rock & Sadistik)
11 Kings (feat. Sheisty Khrist)
12 Hot (feat. Celph Titled & Apathy)
13 The Format (feat. Masta Ace & Mr. Sos)
14 Dying Breed
15 Makes You Wanna Cry (feat. Sheisty Khrist)
16 Beyond the Sun (feat. J Live)
17 Mission Assessment
18 Urutora Kaiju (feat. Tonedeff)
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