Apathy

Apathy - Godz In Da Front lyrics

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[GZA 'Clan In Da Front':] "Hood on the right, wild for the night"

[Apathy:]

Champion hoods that I rock, new Nikes out the box

Will attract your little chick then lock it down

All the Demigodz shit sound

Hardcore

Reloadin' my.44 like "click"

Box cutter slicin' open your six pack

Demigodz attack, motherfucker better start fallin' back

Aight

Cause I'm the king of Nike flights

I got more boxes stacked then a warehouse

Two pairs, one on ice

I won't even wear out

Go head and talk greezy and you'll find yourself Aired out

I box with the force that can knock grizzly bears out

Prepare for warfare, fuck fightin' fair ones

Feels like I shot you in the face with a flare gun

The heat when I speak and the temperature of my tongue

Will make you swear to god that I'm the emperor of the sun

A next level hustler that shouldn't be slept upon

Fuck crack!

I sell Energon to Deceptions

Swamp H, have Megatron on methadone

Apathy is a god in the rap upper echelon

Assassination theme music, raps to die to

Cock back and blast before I pass to Ryu

[Ryu:]

I be that insane cracker from the D.G.Z.s

I need liquor and two packs of G.P.C.s

Now that's sicker

Rats if you don't like it then fuck you

My clans deep, steppin' out my jeep in my truck jewels

(Beep beep)

The killin' is a part of my job

Ayo RZA, good lookin' on that sixteen god

You gotta figure I'm the cream of the crop

The demon in Pac

I leave 'em butt naked, make 'em eat the beam of the glock

You wanna see the M.P. pop?

Give me a reason, guarantee that after beefin' with me they turn vegan

What the fuck you gonna do? Come and see Ryu

I'm like a sniper

Sittin' on Machine Shop's roof

S.O.B. style

Demigodz hold me down

So keep my fuckin' name out your mouth

[Motive:]

I leave the mics in body bags

With the same effect tsunami's have

And uplift the rep that Gotti had

And I'm the reason why your seeds is probably mad

Cause they caught me squeezin' my thing up in they mommy's ass

It's Motive bitch

And yes I'm the bad man

I spit so sick, they say I need a cat scan

A Demigod assassin by cash fam

Kilo mode but still grind up bad grams

The Doe Raker that's well known so tell home

I'm more to sea with my chrome more than cell phones

And I ain't here to teach no kids, I'm just rhymin'

I have you son wildin' like them kids in Blood Diamond

Fuckin' with Mo clutchin' the heat, flippin' cane

I keep the streets full of snow like a blizzard came

[Esoteric:]

Slammin' a hype as verse till your bones snap

I ransack dead in the track and domes crack

Rap assassin, blastin', y'all should fasten seat belts

You crab ass rappers I'm rebuilt

I'm hot

Top notch, man fuck the pot shots

We got a leg up on the competition like hopscotch

I'm nice

I'm sayin' it twice

I repeat like a pen

I breed another eight MCs approachin' me

I disrespect, slash your neck, cash your check

It's how I bought my fat ass Lex

So clear the way

It's Shay, dawg open the gate

Peace, I'm out

Jettin' like I'm dealin' out of state

[Emilio Lopez:]

You're gettin' stripped for your spot of your game

You can't stop me, you can only try to contain

I'm outta your range

That white widow got me thinkin' I'm on top a blade

No deal so I still keep stockin' the cane

I only recognize your girl from the top of her brain

She loves the taste so much she even swallows the stains

Don't be surprised if you fuck her and she callin' my name

My flow is insane, I'm headed to the hall of the fame

I'm chargin' the game for all the long studio nights

Time is money I need back a billion tonight

Stay up in booths threatening rappers and killin' the mics

I love goin' overseas but I ain't feelin' the flights

So I'm tryin' to get a private jet

Demigodz, we the livest set since hi-fi cassettes

Ain't a damn thing change boy

"Protect Ya Neck"

I'll have [?] swingin' at where you head connect

Motherfucker

D.E.M.I.G.O.D.Z.

"Keep my fuckin' name out your mouth"

[Celph Titled:]

Are you a warrior? Killer?

Slicin' shit like a kamikaze ninja

Go where I've been and you'll find bodies injured

Call the ambulance, the A.T.F., the Ghost Busters

This is fast food, your last meal is a slow supper

I'm Dan Aykroyd, Sigmund Freud

Bill Murray, that spit dirty at your derby make you act 'noid

You only half boy, half child

Boom, bang BLOAW!

Demigodz be like, "All in together now"

I get funky fresh

Watch me boil and flambe

Turn your favorite rapper to ham glaze

(Hey!)

Uncle Ben fucked Betty Crocker but it get's worse

I fucked Mrs. Butterworth on a covered perch and kicked a gutter verse

For every hardcore consequir

Studio got mushroom stacks we got bombs galore

Celph Titled the grand daddy grenade man

Sellin' all my bottled up anger at lemonade stands

[Tak:]

My clan is thick like plaster

Bust ya

Blast ya

Kill 'em in their tracks like a buff black gorilla

Styles pumped off of skrilla

Feel us

You'll lose your [?] cause they gave us a banger from Dilla

I came down with fat gats, then unload and lick a shot

I blow the backs of city cops like bloaw

Now it's all over

Punks seein' pink hearts, eatin' schrooms through a straw with King Cobra

[GZA 'Clan In Da Front':] "Hood on the right, wild for the night"

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