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Apollo
Hip-Hop/Rap
Apollo was released on January 30, 2016 by EmMo Records as a part of the album Apollo - Single
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Release DateJanuary 30, 2016
LabelEmMo Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
EmMo
EmMo
Songwriter

Lyrics

As I blow the candles out on my cake
Coming of age, enraged that my dreams are at stake
See success in the land as I peep out the cage
Reminisce bout all the labor then my demons awake
At 18, can't make up all these years with Maybelline
This bread issue's dead tissue, cut it out, it's gangrene
Chase cream, fame fiend, out to get my name seen
By millions, still lyrical but mainstream
A teen seemed supreme at the tender age of 5
13 years later and I'm blessed to be alive
The fire on those candles symbolize the drive
That I have inside to ease my parents and provide them
Even if it means conniving, jot schemes down with my pen
Get tarnished if you tryna pull my strings like a violin
You gotta see my flow kill, bitch call me Poseidon
The way it rise, they tryna dive in, and then end up dying
See I could purchase lotto, vote for Donald
Serve my country, I might even go tomorrow
But will I emerge a leader or will I just follow?
That's why I gotta sun emcees, bitch call me Apollo
See I could purchase lotto, vote for Donald
Serve my country, I might even go tomorrow
But will I emerge a leader or will I just follow?
That's why I gotta sun emcees, bitch call me Apollo
As I blow the candles out on my cake
18 flames slain in vain, now all that remains is
The heavy frost that we all must flounder through
You're a grown man, no more warmth surrounding you
Ain't that the truth, see in youth the tooth was lucrative
Fairy paid you and then even got your booboos kissed
Looking back now, man that tale seems humorous
Cuz now the tooth gets paid for in order to get fixed
18 years overdue still stuck up in this uterus
Sorry mama, can't break through into this music biz
I'm really dubious bout all these expectations
Feel like a broke doctor, got no patience, I'ma make it
Shit, two for flinching, I don't like that euphemism
You get fucked up, this dude's religion's pugilism
Get KO'd surely, like the food in Judaism
It's plain, so now I gotta reign; I'll have that Zeus kid pissing
See I could purchase lotto, vote for Donald
Serve my country, I might even go tomorrow
But will I emerge a leader or will I just follow?
That's why I gotta sun emcees, bitch call me Apollo
See I could purchase lotto, vote for Donald
Serve my country, I might even go tomorrow
But will I emerge a leader or will I just follow?
That's why I gotta sun emcees, bitch call me Apollo
Written by: EmMo
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