[Big Voice] Yo, we're here to break down our science, know'mean? You know what time it is? [Lil Voice] Yeah, yeah, I know what time it is [Big Voice] What time is it, is it coochie time? [Lil Voice] Nah, nah, it's not Gucci time It's time to speak the language of demigods [Big Voice] Yo, Apathy, yo Soul: it's time to hear your business Step to the mic, baby [Lil Voice] Bounce with these cats
[Apathy] Yo, I got a problem with the mic, so I solve it like a man Grab it by the neck and rock it as hard as I can From Nike's on my feet, to the mic that I freak MC's will agree that I'm precise on the beef Fuck fronting, shut down pacs like game over Consistently light shit up like chain-smokers Flex and I melt down flesh like flamethrowers Fresh is the dooky gold chain Kane showed us Funny how your honey or your dame came over When you were out last night, couldn't remain sober You woke up in the morning with a bad hangover I woke up, and bang a coocha til the day was over It's like that, (like what?), like this Motherfuckers try to dis get put on the hit list Punch punks like I'm pugilist, yo catch the fist When I be taking out MC's like dogs that need to piss
[Chorus] (4x) Easily I approach, the microphone because I ain't no joke (joke)
[Celph Titled] On a scale of one to ten, approximately I'm a thousand Stomp thru your neighborhood, city, or project housing I am something that you never seen before Like your grandparents having sex behind close doors I rhyme like a scavenger that hunts for his prey And probably kill a dozen rappers and just call it a day All I need is bitch that'll give me wet dreams So I can get my rocks off like erosion in streams I drop science like clumsy professors in auditoriums And stretch niggaz out like a motherfucking accordion I make you look stupid like cruisin the back You can cruise in the greyhound and I'll cruise in my jet I'm impossible to beat like playing tic-tac-toe Celph Titled is famous for spitting ill rap flows Yo, me and apathy are like brothers since birth You catch a bad one and get put under the earth
[Chorus] (4x) Easily I approach, the microphone because I ain't no joke (joke)
[Apathy] Yo, I find your vital organs and put a machete there Thug type nigga, but bitches say I'm a teddy bear Al Capone style, bruising your back Make you an interracial cat, have blue and half black Block attacks with the raps that I spit on wack Shit on cats, everything I flip on DAT's Hits hard like Rocky's spits, cannot be missed Your God be pissed, now I'm on some Nagasaki shit And while your at work, I'll feed your bitch a sloppy dick I got a hard drive, your mans got a floppy dick The only time you have safe sex and be felt Is if you jacked off in a car, wearing a seat belt Your brains melts to mush, your girl felt the rush Whens Ap's bounce and bust, the pelvic thrusts Twist your spine, inflict despicable shit through rhymes Critical, incredible, when crippling your pitiful mind Pull out my nine and it's party and draw time You signed the death mantra and bleed between the white lines Crash the players ball, make the chandelier fall Choke house guests with hors d'ourves made outta sea floors And metaphors betta then yours, settle the scores Leave cats wrapped up in medical gauze You better applause, your feminism I'll rip out your skeleton, and now ladies and gentlemens...
[Chorus] (4x) Easily I approach, the microphone because I ain't no joke (joke)
Intro cuts : "You know, in school. Everyone tries their very best to learn good habits So we're going to try to do the very same thing As we sing."
Verse 1 (character: Jeff) All star quarterback, varsity letter, I drive a Jetta A popular kid, my parents give me all my cheddar Plus I date Heather, the flyest girl in our school I got a very large house, with an inground pool I rock Polo and Abercrombie & Fitch, I'm rich Pompous and arrogant, makin' fun of nerd clicks You motherfuckin' freaks and geeks are dumb With ya painted white face, and pierced nose and tongue I pass my classes with ease and get an "A" Cheatin. cause if I don't pass, I don't play I'll shove you in ya locker and I'll get in ya face Put you in ya place, cause you fuckin nerds are a waste of air Black clothes, blank stare, died hair You could die tommorow and nobody would care I'll push on the floor when all the halls are crowded But you're just a wimp, whatcha gonna do about it?
(Hook) No more homework, no more books No more teachers dirty looks No more detentions no more "F's" No breath inside your chest. No more homework, no more books No more teachers dirty looks No unpopular, no more cool No more. school
Verse 2 (character: girl) Four years of high school, I can't believe its here My senior year, waitin for the crowd to cheer, at graduation I haven't decided my occupation, but my major in college is gonna be communications I'm nice to everybody in school, whether cool, or uncool. I'm neutral An outstanding pupil like my teachers say I never missed a single day Always on the honor roll, never less than an "A" I help jocks with their grades, even that jerk Jeff Who's an ass, but never woulda passed class with an "F" Kids he picks on are smarter then him, and smaller than him Never larger or taller than him But this one kid, named Jay. That jeff calls gay, and beats up, doesn't look very normal today So I give a little smile and he gives one back Then he walks by and reaches into his napsack I feel like I wanna run, but my whole body's stunned I can't believe it, but Jay's got a ..
(Hook)
Verse 3 (character: Jay) My name is Jason, a real big fan of death I sit back thinkin' of Jeff and I take a deep breath How'd I'd love to fire 30 slugs into his chest, till nothin' is left I'm always frustrated with stress, I want respect Back when I was 6 I'd dissect insects, and spray house pets with Windex I'm Beelzebub on drugs The intellect of a David Berkowitz, roamin' on the internet I'm sick of gettin pushed around bein' clowned When I'm the most powerful evil being in town I wake up at 5:30 and stare into space Walk into my parents room and shoot 'em both in the face Take a shower get dressed load my weapon for school Walk thru the hall, step over the large blood pool On the bus with a semi-automatic in knapsack Smile on my face, as I sit in the back Then I step into the building and I almost feel invincible Wave to the nurse, say hi to the principal Walk to to my locker, everything seems slow Then I Jeff. and here we go Weapons out the bag, people stop speakin', girls shreikin' I start shootin' rounds till Jeff's chest is bleedin' His head explodes then I start to reload Nobody can hurt me now. cause I'm in murder mode Fire at everybody that's directly in my sight But layin' on the ground on the somebody is I like This girl who I've known who's always nice and talks to me Crawls to me, coughin' up blood and awkwardly Whispers two words right before her head drops She opened her mouth and said. "please. stop" I could never begin to describe the way I felt I dropped to my knees, turned the gun on myself And pulled the trigger.
[Celph Titled] Yo what the fuck are y'all thinkin' Lettin Apathy get on the mic That's like unleashing a fucking atomic bomb Yo this is Celph Titled the mutherfuckin mother molester Yo Apathy rip the spines outta these mutherfuckers
[Apathy] I'm gonna spit an incredible verse Your head'll reverse and BURST Till blood chemicals squirts all over medical shirts Professional works of arts spark exceptional words SHORT CIRCUIT MICS and cause an electrical surge Rhymes shine like lights off of pieces of ice My speech is precise Psyche like telekinesis in fights Rhymes reaches heights of beacons and satellites What man can scan Venus and find pieces of mics My fetus type was genius like Spit with the speed of light Strike in the night STRIP YOU OF YOUR ADIDAS STRIPE You see this indy white Cause you couldn't be this tight I'ma torture your wife while my fist squeezes the vice Which unleashes the spikes Brains leeches and mice Right on the beaches in spice Till she screeches with fight [aahh] The meanest to recite reaches for the weakest device And releases to the people saying JESUS HE'S NICE I'm a bad man Managed to damage an amateur While I slap slackers and backpackers My raps shatters you wack matter FOREVER Clever and still better with skill to sever your head so BET THAT I'M ILL On the best records erected and ripped it in record I erupted and ruptured your wack label built into wreckage Respect this Apathetic is magnetic electric effected And known to charge negative when I set it
[Chorus x2] 1, 2, 3, to the 3, 2, 1 so hot with the tongue I can melt down the sun Stack raps and tons I pack gats and guns For tryna test Ap but I've just begun
[Apathy] I'm electrically charged like jumper cables got attached to the mic Jackin you white I got a black gat with a sight [blau] I sat up on a satellite last Saturday night Beefin with a space rapper till we BATTLE FOR MICS I can think about you makin shatter platinum and ice You try flattery and Apathy will flatten you twice Just to obtain the fame or be half as nice You'd have to train everyday twice a day for HALF YOUR LIFE Every emcee I see wanna be as live as me I'm at the level of perfection that prescribes to be I got insight Don't even need my eyes to see All knowin' Nothin on earth surprisin' me I'm on some fly shit Some ol' open up your eyes shit Superhero for rap Never be the sidekick Cats try to see in my mind like they was psychic By I kick the lines that spine shatter when I spit SPECTACULAR Spectators are left spellbound Helpless like women rape victims being HELD DOWN I'm like a nuclear facility in meltdown Radiate your physical makin your spirit HELLBOUND Comin from CT Rockin in 3d THROWIN ROOTBEERS IN YOUR FRIDGE FOR TRYNA SEE ME
[Chorus x2]
[Celph Titled] Just Begun Just Begun Just Begun Just Begun Just Begun Just Begun Just Begun Just Begun
(Verse 1: Rise) So stuck up you could see my head from 9 blocks Keep my rhymes locked in a metal safe with time locks Waitin for a thief and we've been training for weeks By shootin pimples off a flies cheek at 800 feet Don't do it cause if I get all mad and pissed You couldn't be saved if cops came and formatted this Access 360 no face in my camp And when it's all said and done I'll have my face on a stamp I recycle old verses if I think nobody's heard it In this rap game I'm nobody (Why?) Nobody's perfect Once I come out rappers are droppin in piles Labels will only sign your ass if you copy my style There's a lot of wack niggaz and it's only gettin wierder Get your CD's for free and only use 'em as a mirror
(Verse 2: Apathy) Yo Yo Yo Check this shit When I be spittin raps rippin wax gats start clickin back Chickens act frickin wack backstage lickin sacs Suckin nuts fuckin sluts up in butts bustin up Jealous rappers runnin up but they need to toughen up Master into battling one batter in your calvary Apathy is actually the baddest in this galaxy Critical the pinnacle of lyrically invincible Your pitiful epitomy of common minor syllable Rap style's fragile stack you into wack piles Nobody wants your shit like a used crack vial Understand this and only this I'm dissin ya writtens And if ya pissed we could take it up with our fists Cuz I be rippin wack foes with wack flows new assholes Punch out foes with flows like Glass Joes Fast or slow pick apart those like afros Rip ya face up like space from black holes I mack dips stack chips fuck gat clips Ap rips phat shit when I spit rap scripts Rockin microphone chrome leavin bones broke Ya'll are played out like Tone Loc Ap's no joke!
(Verse 3: Celph Titled) This is history in the making better get your camcorder tuned You couldn't move me driving a U-Haul through a transporter room You have a quarter to 12.5 seconds I'm that out of order goon that'll transform to a monsoon This Cuban nigga runs through rappers with the one two With my guns drew so what the fuck you gonna do When I be sonning cats with my futha muckin stunning raps In fact I'll fuck ya bitch in the back of the ass crack And bust a nut in that (Urgh) You get no receipt when all sales are final I'll leave you (b-side/beside) yourself like the other side of the vinyl They call me Celph Titled cause no words describe me I stomp through your project with the calvary behind me Honestly the day ya wax is in stores taking residence Is the day we see a female black homosexual president Ju talkin shit to me I put the slug in ya face Attach razors to my shoes so I could cut to the chase You couldn't drop knowledge if you through an encyclopedia off a cliff I grab my rifle load the clip and scratch you off my list The illest nigga to walk the planet how do I know this Cuz I got sent to Hell but they kicked me out because I froze it
(Verse 4: C-Rayz Walz) I write rhymes on toilet tissue lyrics tear ya ass up You drop wack shit the only reason you pass butt I write dope with Heroin pens take it in the vein I scream UNO!!! just to put one in ya brain Your a dumb fuck like retarded group sex I skip the line then ask who's next Cut ya ears off and asked if you heard me Cuz your not worthy like James without the Laker jersey Word be I'm off the wall like an ugly portrait Like a blind referee I can't call it You got asshole lips you might as well talk shit Cuz you can't play me I'm like a broke walkman Dungeon and Dragon flames cooked ya brain I diss all wack rappers cause y'all look the same Ace Lover would say OOOHHH Hell No I shoot you in the foot just to give you shell toes I damage ya take ya stamina Give you dynamite implants you'll have explosive character I stab you in ya left eye make you see how i write You pussy don't sleep on me without ya night light Fuck the bedbugs I don't want ya chick to bite I'm the only Superman that smokes Kryptonite I wiled on tracks and make wack rappers stop You couldnt cum on time if you jerked off in front of clocks Faggot Boy!
