Apex - Foreign Beggars, Knife Party

You’re at the front line, prone, and you’re getting crushed

Ready to bust, mind blown when you think of us

About to turn your bloodline cold when we interrupt

Yeah, transmitting live from the apex

We got the reelfire shit for your tape decks

We bring the heat something messy like a splayed chest

Fully automatic how we sprayin' fam we staying blessed

We straight devil with the face set

Levelling the game makes you heavy like a bayonet

I keep it patient like I’m playing chess

Even though we barely keep on slaving like away a debt

We breaking necks like the world series

Other rappers sweating bullets as I burn millies

I keep it gully while I’m running for my life blood

Every minute waiting is a minute I can earn silly

And I ain’t talking about cash flow

I’d par your swag in a flash if I was mad broke

It’s Foreign Beggars, stepping up to the plate

While they destined to be spending oblivion in a black hole

You don’t wanna fuck with me

No, you don’t wanna fuck with me

Wa-wanna with me

No-no, you don’t wanna with me

Raw, the manor how we came as a team

Whole stees go against the grain of the scene

The jagged-edge flow cuts deep like a serrated blade

Sawing through your industry doors come on we’re crazy cray

We’re at the midnight hour, causing upheaval

Silhouettes in the black light, I still see you

Emerging out of the depths, it’s brought that gutter sound

Full speed, leading the wolf pack across the town

It’s Foreign Beggars yeah, showing no teeth

We roll so deep of that Agent O speech

Spitting projectiles flows the 'go go' scene

My big red button destroys the whole globe reach

That’s the motif, so sleek, mo' heat

Ink stains blot out the sun when they soak sheets

It’s that gully grip live off the mothership

Only one question to ask, you wanna fuck with this?