Apathy - The Lesson - Freestyle lyrics
[Apathy - The Lesson - Freestyle lyrics]
I'll make you motherfuckers break out
Like soda and grease
Devoted to speech and how it
Flows over the beats
We're rollin' deep holdin' heat like
The code of the streets
Reloadin' my piece while faggot
Rappers go to police
Yo I use more force than even Yoda can teach
Try to counter my opponents
But the total decreased
Flows released until every last
Foe is deceased
Build a throne from the bones
Of the bogus and weak
So if you ever pickup a mic
To beef or to diss
You'll cease to exist before the
Metal reaches your lips
The reason is this: picture
Gettin' Jesus to spit
Multiply by six and you'll get me when I flip
Walk exotic beaches with bitches who
Fiend for the dick
They get exotic, freaky, and vicious
And eager to lick let my foes roll deep
Bring toast to the beef fuck bullets
I could catch lightening bolts in my teeth
It's Apathy
The baddest rapper with the mentality
That's as savage as survivors
Of a nuclear disaster
Aftermath's as massive as asteroid crashes
Frontin' like your bad when
Half your boys passive
I pass that six-way shit, play slick
I'll be up inside your nose
On some switchblade shit
Writing style motherfuckers better
Be listening i start spittin' and leave your
Brain like Jessica Simpson
Fresh in the flesh
Now-a days I'm better at pimpin'
Gettin' every single chicken
Tryin' every single position i'm top seated
Burn your stomach lining like there's crack
Rocks in your pocket and
You see the cops heated cannot be defeated
It's not an option I treat
It like it's pussy, get it poppin' anytime
That I need it
If a bitch ain't wifey and she
Like me or I beat it
Then she's likely to describe me
As being slightly conceited
The type to type your number in
My phone and then delete it leave it alone
If you ain't givin' me dome
Then I don't need it
I got kinky hoes in skimpy clothes
With brain powers that could
Crack Da Vinci codes
Like soda and grease
Devoted to speech and how it
Flows over the beats
We're rollin' deep holdin' heat like
The code of the streets
Reloadin' my piece while faggot
Rappers go to police
Yo I use more force than even Yoda can teach
Try to counter my opponents
But the total decreased
Flows released until every last
Foe is deceased
Build a throne from the bones
Of the bogus and weak
So if you ever pickup a mic
To beef or to diss
You'll cease to exist before the
Metal reaches your lips
The reason is this: picture
Gettin' Jesus to spit
Multiply by six and you'll get me when I flip
Walk exotic beaches with bitches who
Fiend for the dick
They get exotic, freaky, and vicious
And eager to lick let my foes roll deep
Bring toast to the beef fuck bullets
I could catch lightening bolts in my teeth
It's Apathy
The baddest rapper with the mentality
That's as savage as survivors
Of a nuclear disaster
Aftermath's as massive as asteroid crashes
Frontin' like your bad when
Half your boys passive
I pass that six-way shit, play slick
I'll be up inside your nose
On some switchblade shit
Writing style motherfuckers better
Be listening i start spittin' and leave your
Brain like Jessica Simpson
Fresh in the flesh
Now-a days I'm better at pimpin'
Gettin' every single chicken
Tryin' every single position i'm top seated
Burn your stomach lining like there's crack
Rocks in your pocket and
You see the cops heated cannot be defeated
It's not an option I treat
It like it's pussy, get it poppin' anytime
That I need it
If a bitch ain't wifey and she
Like me or I beat it
Then she's likely to describe me
As being slightly conceited
The type to type your number in
My phone and then delete it leave it alone
If you ain't givin' me dome
Then I don't need it
I got kinky hoes in skimpy clothes
With brain powers that could
Crack Da Vinci codes