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Albums:

Planet of the Apes: Best of Guano Apes (Guano Apes) · Street Warz (JT the Bigga Figga) · Best of Guano Apes: Basic Version (Guano Apes) · Basement Apes (Gluecifer) · Dreaming Apes (Wolfsheim) · Planet of the Apes [Project 3] (Jerry Goldsmith) · The Best & The Lost (T)apes (Guano Apes) · Planet of the Apes [Original Soundtrack] (Aterciopelados) · Planet of da Apes (Da Lench Mob) · Planet of the Apes [Original Soundtrack] (Jerry Goldsmith) – and 90 other albums »


downhill with a bullet
This ramblin' and rovin' has taken it's course
I'm grazing with the dinosaurs and the dear old horses
And the city streets crack
suits, linen fabrics
Three quarter croc, sharper than a pastor be
Sig bring the light to the masses
Of these rap bastards, who gives street passes
One
of fashion
Prowl the streets of Harjuku (Ira shae mase)

Superlovers, tell me where you got yours
Yohji Yamamoto
I'm hanging with the locals

Where
nobody gets blamed 
By the tired, and broke down, and beat. 
In sunken gardens where there was a street.

West over water I rambled and paced,
Ha ha, yeah, P!
What you say nigga? Get the fuck outta here
Listen, P!
It go beast mode, I live by the street code
I beat foes the fuck up when
The steel shutters rattled
Even the rose-colored razor wire shook
A jade-colored car emerged onto the street
While security kept a lookout
For
one, the ape-shit killer
After you're dead I drink an ice cold miller

Out on parole and I'm looking to score
I'm guy number two, I'll take your
niggas'll smash you, homey, uh)
Me, nigga, me, pass through, rascals
(Hah, half gorilla, half ape in them track suits, black, come on)
Me, nigga, me,
suits, linen fabrics
Three quarter croc, sharper than a pastor be
Sig bring the light to the masses
Of these rap bastards, who gives street passes
One
to the throat
Niggas kill niggas for steppin' on their toe
A girl is a bitch and a lady is a ho
When anything goes for a little bit o'docey
Shit get cooked by
(arigato)

I'm fascinated by the Japanese fashion scene 
Just an American girl in the Tokyo streets 
My boyfriend bought me a Hysteric Glamour shirt
I broke the lease
I'm a dog, street gorilla
Going ape shit, I'm a beast
You feeling froggish, nigga jump
Got the pump on me capiche
I'm complete,
from the Planet of the Apes: King Kong clips
Silence Lambs, bitch; run through your land trippin'
Can't pretend when this is real as it gets, can ya?
You know my name, bitch
Uh yeah, hold up
The streets gave me heat, and the Eagle was the thing that they gave me
It's the rap guerilla that still
21, yeah
Real street nigga
21
Know what I'm sayin'?
Young nigga done been through some shit man
Now a young nigga on top man
But I still got
suits, linen fabrics
Three quarter croc, sharper than a pastor be
Sig bring the light to the masses
Of these rap bastards, who gives street passes
One
quarter croc, sharper than a pastor
B Sig bring the light to the masses
Of these rap bastards, who gives street passes
One shooting can lead to three
is by the brick here
Like fuck a good day, this a good year

Every day get paid, straight hustle
Club full of bad bitches, want all of em
Never
down my way 
Protected by an A.K. as I search for my pray 
Through the ghetto hit the peddle every corner I'm turning 
Look for the money the kilos
families
War, I'm not a great big fan of it
War, is something that is scandalous
Oh no, oh no
War, is comin' by air, land and sea
War, is man's insanity
by myself 'cause I'm out of angle
I ain't facin the east, tell the brothers I was shakin the beast
Had the nine and the eight in the streets
Open
imposters give you a bowl of superstition
It’s GOD over Money honey, the New Edition
I make my peace by bathing beneath the crucifixion
While they Judas
mouth!

Call me romantic
Or call me naive
I spilled my own blood to save her heart
From the streets that she'll leave

You know what those damn cops will
can't understand they ways they wonder why they son and they daughter got the name on they shades(on they shades) or why they only wear bathing apes
sponsor of this Thunderbird occasion
And have an iller rhyme, at least by Miller Time
Collect the skrilla and geese with a killer dime
Met her out in Killa