Apathy - Nobody's Hero lyrics

Don't even fool yourself
I'm in it for chicks
Turn an innocent bitch to
The most sinningist trick
I'm in it for infinite shit, fame and girls
The pain
The gain and the chance to change the world
I'm bad, I'm good, I'm deep, I'm shallow
I'm a cool mother fucker at times
And other times, I'm an asshole
Influence young dudes with things
They don't do yet
Pick blonde hairs off the bed
Cause your girls a brunette
Volatile, put a mother fucker in the hospital
Its possible to beat him 'til
He's bleeding out his molecules
Politically radical rappers are
Different than fuck a lesson
I'll tell you what direction
My dick will swing
Don't read too deep into the hook
This ain't school stupid mother fucker
Pick up a book this is rap you can fight to
Crash your bikes to tracks you can write to
To last your life through

How am I supposed to know which way to go
You tell me cause I don't know
Only do what I know im nobody's hero
So you tell me no you tell me

A formula for music
Out to change the world when we do shit
Mad scientists laboratory with
The fluent flows
In one ear, fucks your brains up
Out the other ear, your outlooks changed up
Cause at the end of the day
None of this really matters
Money, bitches, none of you other rappers
I'm not a good influence
I won't preach to kids
They wanna learn about life then
Just let 'em live i tell 'em what I hear
Both sides of the spectrum
Positive and negative I'll see
What effects 'em
Never see life through eyes like mine
Keep going 'til I'm there if
My eyes don't shine
I gotta shift shapes whether
Spitting on mix tapes
For high school kids or their
Inmates who lift weights
The whole structure of earths about
To shutter and burst
When I hit you mother fuckers with a verse

How am I supposed to know which way to go
You tell me cause I don't know
Only do what I know i'm nobody's hero
So you tell me no you tell me

I'm more than hell in a hand basket
I'm hell in a casket, hell of a classic
Spit raps that melt plastic
Collapse mic stands, decrease your lifespan
Your deceased while I sleep on
A beach with white sand
I speak fact in each rap, mixed with myth
You gotta sort through the shit
For the truth I spit
Overlook the hook, the mix, the hookers
The tricks this book is a scrypt
To live life look at this shit
It ain't about who's boutin'
It's about transforming
Like pauses until you wake
Up the next morning
This is your world, your life, your words
Your sight the eyes in the back of your head
What perfect fo (u) r sight but go ahead
Be the player that the chicks sweat
Smash that, hit her off, get your dick wet
You gotta live with yourself everyday
Your gonna do what you wanna do anyway