Apathy

[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.

Outro cuts: "You know, in school.."

[Funkmaster flex sample]

[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
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Just Begun

[Verse 1]
I master my steez, disaterous to wacker MC's
Attacking with ease, and bring a bat to shatter your knees
I'm badder than these...
Rappers screaming, "Apathy please, show mercy"
But their begging doesn't matter to me
I'm allergic to wacker rappers, and automaticaly sneeze
So when they rap after me, I try not to breathe
Blow flows into tissue like boogies and snots
Cock the hammer, pop the glock like a rookiesh cop
And when bitches see me rock, their pussy gets hot
Got 'em counting down the days that it took me to drop
And when the records in the store, you'll be begging for more
Cause you never heard a style like this perfected before
From the surface of the Earth to the center of the core
Epidermis of a girl or placenta of a whore
All the verses in the World couldn't settle the score
Causy Apathetic is the master of the deepest metaphors

[Verse 2]
I'll snatch your link, just to make you think
I draw gats quicker than the human optical blinks
Have you terrified, washing your sweaty face in a sink
Cause you pussy like a porn star dressed in pink
I'm on the brink of blowing to being thrown in the clink
Cause I start fights with cats like my shit don't stink
You think you gigantic, but you Titanic sink
I'm dynamic with ink, making larger heads shrink
I don't rock ice, don't even like ice in drinks
Go south for the winter, to hot for ice rinks
You flow soft, knock your nose off like the Sphinx
Hit hoes off, that's why your girls see's me and winks
I'm the sleeziest rap fink, Hip-Hop's Larry Flynnt
Hard to see like black tints, cats squint to glimpse
Never leave hints, photos, or finger prints
I'm down low, below underground macs and pimps
You new jack's and whimps, try hard, but cum limp
While my name is getting print across billboards and blimps
Ap Bar-B-Ques you shrimps, leaving my imprints
An inch in your skull before you could even flinch
Battle me, step up and die
So let me clarify, that I terrify
Paralyze, while you sit there and cry
I never lie, verify
I travel without moving like Ap was Jamiroquai

(Rise)
Rise Apathy C-Rayz Walz and Celph Titled

(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!