Apathy

Apathy - Honkey Kong lyrics

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[Intro: Training Day]

King Kong, ain't got shit on me!

[Verse 1:]

Bring out the apes the gorillas the monkeys the junkies

Half money half bummy half genius half dummy

Dirty, slutty, bloody, muddy, filthy fuck buddy

If you're stupid you should study how I'm steady making money

Like I'm Steady B, Freddy Krueger, bald as Lex Luthor

Spark buddha, pick a public park become a sharpshooter

Chop an off-duty cop up into chop suey

Channeling Tupac through me (hock tui) damn I'm such a glock groupie

Bad grammar, bad manners, bad hammers, bad mama jama hammer boppin

Got your grandma yellin like she's Janice Joplin, I'm joshin

Please get off my johnson, I see you bitches jockin this jargon that I'm jotting

I'm Jesus a genius a G I'm a genie

Grantin bitches wishes if they wish is for my pee pee

I'm greazy and greedy and creepy and freaky and skeevy

Your breezy, but fuck me for a CD

They are very very dangerous, they are wild animals

Something's got to be done

[Chorus:]

Look at all this wild shit ya'll got me on

With fire arms now it's on like Honkey Kong

Where my gorillas at? Where my apes at?

Where my gorillas at? Where my apes at?

Look at all this wild shit ya'll got me on

They play this song and it's on like Honkey Kong

Where my gorillas at? Where my apes at?

Where my gorillas at? Where my apes at?

[Verse 2:]

Bring out the rebels the devils, bring out the vandals

Bring out the vicious ditch diggers and bitches with love handles

Bring the bummy scummy stretch mark tummy with no money

Strobe light honey who swears she like a playboy bunny

Ap is batty, daffy attitude, crappy to scrappy verbally

Abusive baby daddy, call the liquor store to?

I'm picky in particular, consider sex an extracurricular test

And you can call me Professor Testicular

Stick it in ya dick dangle down to my fibula

Nah I'm fibbin it just barely touched the top of my tibia

The titty touchin, titty crushin, pretty fuckin disgustin

Kiddy abductin, giddy up to gallop through the dust

A chauvinist, a showoff, as classic as Chopin

Or Eric. B with dookie ropes so call me the dope man

You fucks don't even know, if you don't come up with my dough

You'll hear more neins (nines) than German people screaming "No! "

I'm that Honkey Kong, orangutang, killer ape, gorilla [scratches]

[Chorus]

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