Action Bronson, Apathy - All I Think About lyrics

Catch your, catch your, catch your
Catching wreck on the M-IC what must I say?
What must I do?
To show how much I think about
(catching, catching wreck on the M-IC)
What must I say? What must I do?
To show how much I think about
(catching, catching)

After Ap unloads
Get these rappers to explode
Readin' maps to magic roads with
John Walker sat in robes
The messiah, crucifier
Who is flyer, There elusive as Lucifire
(Lucifer)
I fuel the fire, usin' music to inspire
Uzi does it, uzi did it, let my uzi spit it
Don't confuse me with them dookie
Motherfuckers gettin' shitted out
Spit it out, slit their throat and slowly


I'mma bleed 'em out
This the Garden of Eden so best
Believe I weed 'em out
Just because it's pussy doesn't mean
I'll always eat it out
Honkey shit, 'Moby Dick'
Classics you should read about
Buggin' out, gotta chill, 40 ounce
Pop a pill turn your burners around like the
Cover for Kill At Will holy smokes
Pour some liquor out and if your homie croaks
Heard a rapper bitin' my steeze
Well I hope he chokes
Vanderslicin' everything in sight
It's like I handle light
And through this mic recitin' frightenin'
Have your family candle-lightin'
Waitin' for this rocket to launch
To try to hit the Sun
Have a séance in the Bronx to channel Big Pun
I'm a phantom with fans that
Beat up rappers I hate
You'd think they fat kids
The way they always after my cake
My jet's on Jupiter, my mansion's on Mars
I spend a Saturday on Saturn
Slow dancin' with stars
This is music where you find a
Female and form a fetus
A rollerskatin' jam hand-crafted by a genius
And if you smoke trees
You're halfway through the blunt
Or dick deep in some cunt
Bitches hate when I'm blunt
See the only thing that's badder
Is the '87 Mattingly
Scratch that, take it back, '011 Apathy

Catch your, catch your, catch your
Catch your break on the M-IC
What must I say? What must I do?
To show how much I think about
(catch your, catch your break on the M-IC)
What must I say? What must I do?
To show how much I think about

Yo I was born to be a king
Where smokin' drug is a mandate
Made somethin' outta nothin'
Now controllin' the landscape
Bad grapes swellin' in a glass
Yo I'm educated
Mind levitated, crime and family separated
My hands are placed right at
The top of the chopsticks
Status in society is high like my optics
Say a couple words
The people scream for joy just to
Get a chance to meet
Smoke some reefer wit your boy
Never really thought the kid would rap
Now it's a simple fact
My flow is Hookers at the Point
The way I hit the track
I'm all day with it, pissin' in the street
Just like my daughter at the park
You get lifted off your feet
My bars are heavy like Olympic liftin'
Place raided by siftin'
A-IR inscripted on the side of the Pippen's
Never sniffin'
Motherfuckers need to learn and listen
Bronsolinio, hard cover, first edition

Catch your, catch your, catch your
Catching wreck on the M-IC catching
Wreck on the M-IC what must I say?
What must I do?
To show how much I think about
(catching wreck
Catching wreck on the M-IC on
The M-ICon the M-IC) what must I say?
What must I do?
To show how much I think about
(catching wreck
Catching wreck in Connecticut)
What must I say?
(catch your, catch your, catch
Your, catch your
Catch your break in New York)
To show how much
(catch your, catch your, catch your
Catch your break in Connecticut)
What must I say?
(catch your, catch your, catch
Your, catch your
Catch your break in New York)
To show how much I think about
(catching, catching wreck on the M-IC)