crab apple kids

Lyrics

you?, who are you?, you have no talent. bad juggler, can't walk the high wire, can't tame a tiger?, then i'll a clown like my grandfather, you'll see, i'll show you all, you enjoy hurting people. i roll with kids with pierced faces and bad attitudes, you'll get stomped like a roach for acting rude, show some gratitude and, we might just reserve the right to let you live, think twice before you harrass these crab-ap kids, bring drama, react; we're known to slap kids, to cap kids, putting boogers all in they wigs, and if it comes to it, been known to decap kids, blair witch style, caf written in twigs, we get in thick situations, easy times, and complications, >from very short times to long durations, we building nations, from d-town to devesio, canadegua, all the way to san francisco, so what you know about the hoodies with the def-one tag on the side, we coastin' by while these cats jet-lag on the side, if someone told you travis didn't love his kids they lied, you got a hoodie? then rock it with pride!, and be the c to the r-a-b-a-p-p-l-e, family until the day we d-i-e, continuously extending ourselves for you to see, smell, hear, touch, and taste; we be, the c to the r-a-b-a-p-p-l-e, k-i-d-s reppin' this lovely, as you can see, endlessly spitting prophecies, until the day we d-i-e, i roll with kids with nappy heads and backpacks, and their hand in their business, the type of cats that whoop your ass, with tony hawk as their witness, strictly benihanas, 360 judo madonnas, riding long ass rails for bonus points if they wanna, 315 area code, lo' and behold, they got that skill to make a dutchie burn slow when they roll, this is bigger than geneva; i've got fam in japan, and if you don't know, you better ask hiroko, greeted with konichiwa, she'll tell you who's the best, matter fact vocal-wise trav is def, this shit is permanent. you shouldn't even be concerned with it, unless you rock a crab apple with a worm in it, you freshmen to this game son, you're just learning it, and you can't touch the flame that we laced these burners with, plus we hold our pilot markers with the firmest grip, the firmest grip, the firmest grip, and be the c to the r-a-b-a-p-p-l-e, family until the day we d-i-e, continuously extending ourselves for you to see, smell, hear, touch, and taste; we be, the c to the r-a-b-a-p-p-l-e, k-i-d-s reppin' this lovely, as you can see, endlessly spitting prophecies, until the day we d-i-e, to the r-a-b-a-p-p-l-e, family until the day we d-i-e, continuously extending ourselves for you to see, smell, hear, touch, and taste; we be, the c to the r-a-b-a-p-p-l-e, k-i-d-s reppin' this lovely, as you can see, endlessly spitting prophecies, until the day we d-i.-e, these kids is like a hop, skip, and a leap, from making you sleep, like snorlax, i've got their backs with my rhyme broadaxe, rock a freaky jason mask that you can barely see me through, spit a thousand volts out my cheeks like pikachu, smell me?, basically there ain't shit you can tell me; my mind's made up, remember back to the exact day crab apple came up, now we worldwide like dot-com, just look the name up, w-w-w dot ethics you know the rest of, well cross my crew and hope ya'll blessed, to say the less, but at least take the bet, because you speak with incoherence, coming at us like that will make you pray to change appearance, my crew is name brand, you must've got your shit on clearance, caf to the death. and be the c to the r-a-b-a-p-p-l-e, family until the day we d-i-e, continuously extending ourselves for you to see, smell, hear, touch, and taste; we be, the c to the r-a-b-a-p-p-l-e, k-i-d-s reppin' this lovely, as you can see, endlessly spitting prophecies, spitting prophecies, c to the r-a-b-a-p-p-l-e, family until the day we d-i-e, continuously extending ourselves for you to see, smell, hear, touch, and taste; we be, the c to the r-a-b-a-p-p-l-e, k-i-d-s reppin' this lovely, as you can see, endlessly spitting prophecies, until the day we d-i-e