Tyga - Apollyon's Theme lyrics

[Verse 1: Tyga] Shamed on, played on, motherf**ing hated on Hated misery so I keep my company gone Six blondes, no bras, begging me to f** em raw Only with a rubber on, get served rawly raw Sick world living in, pissing in the whirlpool Last dollars on this coffee table, but i'm good Head to the sky, praying like Christ would It's hard to level when all of us harvest from the ghetto You are fellows, get marshmellowed, your so sparrow Waking up on god's green, bloody on your knees These malt liquor vendors sell it to you no ID These young n******gs hot on pills down one degree My art speaks illustrated it on the beat If all fails at least I live with memories Judgement day, my only day of d**h So motherf**er dont you test me, n***a [Hook: Tyga] I came rolled in a break Your a real hater I can see it on your face You don't wanna do that Motherf**er, you don't wanna do that No, been hustling all my life I wanna do right, road to success only way to survive So I gotta do that, yeah I gotta do that Motherf**er, let the angels sing Oh, oh, oh, do that Oh, oh, oh Let the angels sing Oh, oh, oh, do that Oh, oh, oh Apollyons theme [Verse 2: Tyga] Uh, how you say you innocent, illegitimate children Anger hurts, who feels it all this resentment f** em, middle finger never bent Only at the lord's gates judging me to let me in It's funny when these federal bills spent in from ceilings Since they figured it in back turns, no friends I'm only human fly as donatella 'sace We all die soon like gianni, no autopsy Hard body, funerals invite only Body eroded get you buried with black roses Time told by a rolly quarter on my arm Fifty thou, keep the Reaper blinded by your charm Get money like i'm Jewish Cheaper than the newest, all my girls indian style like buddhist Hands to their booties that's my call of duty Motherf**er toodles [Hook: Tyga]