Planet of the Apes lyrics

by

Masta Killa


[Intro: Capone]
I just had to say that right there Rae
I just have to say you my n*gga, understand?
It don't get no realer than this, man
Let's slow the f*ck down
You gettin' like a hundred worth for real, man

[Intro Hook: Polite]
Ayo, ayo thug n*ggas know the code, lock and load
Hit 'em in the head, watch a n*gga brain explode
Yo from Y.O. to Q.B. they bang this sh*t
Shaolin boys they bang them fifths
Thug n*ggas know the code, lock and load
Hit 'em in the head, watch a n*gga brain explode
Yo from Y.O. to Q.B. they bang this sh*t
Shaolin boys they bang them fifths

[Intro continues overlapped by Intro Hook]
f*ckin' cops ain't paid up nothin'
Yo you know we shoot you down, man
Ice Water Inc., yeah! Territory, n*gga
Millitainment, Y.O
Yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah eh yo

[Verse 1: Capone]
Ayo late night, candle light, fiend with a crackpipe
It's only right, feelin' higher than an airplane, right?
I'm tryin' to get this money, right? So I move cautiously
You more frauds, you see? I'mma live bossy
Way out on Fantasy Island with Mr. Roth, B
I gotta play the ghetto, everyday the hood endorse me (Q.B.)
I'm destined for triple, left hand crook and the right hand fury
Will block the shots, that's simple, I dented a tomb for style
A toast to the death of my foes, respect violence, the criminal codes
Hammer smack a n*gga out his five senses
Leave him dumb, deaf and blind, I ride on rinses
Interest so tight, strobe lights follow my grace
Bang bullets by the gates, might hollow ya face
Me and Chef smark massive murder, kill 'em!
I scramble anywhere in Shaolin, right in Castalano buildin'
[Hook: Polite]
Ayo real n*ggas get up, live n*ggas, what up?
We don't give a fiduck, you faggots'll get hit up
Q.B., what up? Y.O., what up?
Shaolin get up or get yo' ass hit up!
Real n*ggas get up, live n*ggas, what up?
We don't give a fiduck, you faggots'll get hit up
Q.B., what up? Y.O., what up?
Shaolin get up or get yo' ass hit up!

[Verse 2: Sheek Louch]
Ayo
I'm a motherf*ckin' n*gga Wit an Attitude
Heavy gun play, c*ck back, n*ggas is screwed
Stomach wounds make it hard for you to swallow ya food
Throwin' Purple Tape off for me to get in the mood
Sheek Louch, who f*ckin' wit' that kid?
I'm sick in the head, they need to make a throwback straight jacket
White tee on, a light G. on
These b*tches you wife and the God try pee on
I don't care if it's a gram or brick
I'mma make it sell, get off my di*k
Pump or the Desert E., take your pick
Money too long, the case won't stick
D-Block n*ggas f*ck with Rae
n*gga act hard and get hit up in the middle of day
Tough guys and all that but I know that you pay
And I don't give a f*ck, n*ggas better watch what they say
[Hook: Polite]
Ayo real n*ggas get up, live n*ggas, what up?
We don't give a fiduck, you faggots'll get hit up
Q.B., what up? Y.O., what up?
Shaolin get up or get yo' ass hit up!
Real n*ggas get up, live n*ggas, what up?
We don't give a fiduck, you faggots'll get hit up
Q.B., what up? Y.O., what up?
Shaolin get up or get yo' ass hit up!

[Verse 3: Raekwon]
Body specialist, full cam F50 with vans
A pull up, do it to ya mans, yo scrams
If you take n*ggas ears, n*ggas ain't really queers
Listen, it's grown men in the town, n*ggas is their's
Fluck n*ggas, I cut n*ggas, stuck n*ggas
Come up, pluck n*ggas, pop n*ggas in chucks, it's business
You in this? We non-shoulder style, son, relentless
They four lettered me Chef, n*gga get down
Drop you, p*ss on you, get this, it's official on you
Yo twist the clips hits, this was on you
I'm just a business head ridin' with visual
Don't force me to put out ya head
One for the money, two for the crime round up
Peep it, all major n*ggas holdin' they ground, get up
Let's form an army millenia, Ice Water!
From Q.B. to Y.O. with Shaolin, I'm feelin' you
[Hook: Polite]
Ayo real n*ggas get up, live n*ggas, what up?
We don't give a fiduck, you faggots'll get hit up
Q.B., what up? Y.O., what up?
Shaolin get up or get yo' ass hit up!
Real n*ggas get up, live n*ggas, what up?
We don't give a fiduck, you faggots'll get hit up
Q.B., what up? Y.O., what up?
Shaolin get up or get yo' ass hit up!

[Bridge: Raekwon]
We gon' ride for our team
My n*ggas'll kill you
We gon' ride for our team
My n*ggas'll kill you
We gon' ride for our team
My n*ggas'll kill you
We gon' ride for our team
My n*ggas'll kill you

[Outro: Polite *over break*]
For the team, n*gga
My n*ggas kill you, n*gga
Y'all n*ggas want war? n*gga pop up!
Yeah ride for ya motherf*ckin' team, n*gga
Death before dishonor, you heard me?
The motherf*ckin' Lex Diamond Story
Y'all n*ggas better wake the f*ck up!
Yeah, Ice Water Inc., you heard me?
D-Block, what up?
Pain, time and glory, word, you heard?
Yeah, yeah.. my n*ggas'll kill you, n*gga!
b*tch-ass n*ggas!
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