Apathy - We Don't Fuck Around lyrics
[Apathy - We Don't Fuck Around lyrics]
I spend every dime (Here we go)
When we’re doing our thing
You know we don’t fuck around
When we’re doing our thing
You know we don’t fuck around
Ready to tear shit up ready to tear shit up
Ready to tear shit up
When we’re doing our thing you
Know we don’t fuck around
Yo, I simply assemble
Several semi-automatic pistols
To pop you pitiful twit's like
Zit's before I lift you
Off the ground like a countdown
NASA to Cape Canaveral fuck tapin' a battle
I'll put ya face in the gravel
The ricochets and the shrapnel
Will situate in your clavicle
Slip a disc in your back
Until you collapse in a casual
Sittin' position
Listenin' while I’m spittin' some writtens
The friction buildin' inside of ya mug
While the blood is tricklin'
Drippin' right out your nose like
Hoes with coke addiction
And under no condition will I
Break my focused vision
Every flow I’m kickin' go the distance
Make your engine blow the pistons
Overthrow kings with no resistance
Show 'em photos of bodies
Floatin' I brutally break
Got bludgeoned in Vancouver then
Dropped at Kootenay Lake
I’m never musically fake
I got hundreds of homies
That’ll co-sign my rhymes with
A hundred 100 emojis
Always hunt for the phonies who
Try to bump they bologna
And I’d prolly fuck they slut
If her butt wasn’t so bony
They bums bummin' a bogie
You buzzards are so below me
I’m buggin', I’m never
Budgin', you motherfuckers, i’m Kobe!
When we’re doing our thing
You know we don’t fuck around
When we’re doing our thing
You know we don’t fuck around
Ready to tear shit up ready to tear shit up
Ready to tear shit up
When we’re doing our thing
You know we don’t fuck around
And while you rollin' up
Blunts and light weed
I’m rollin' up on alien squads at light speed
There ain’t another rapper that’s
Spittin' this like me
That dude you say that's different
You like? There's like 3!
I’ve always been consistent
So when suckers bite me
Comin' off like you’re perfect
I’m Kermit with iced tea (exactly)
My brain’s electric currents
Like phones they jailbreakin'
Never do us current
I’m currently trailblazin'
Make me following currents on
Yachts with sails waivin'
You chasin' currency
Encouraged to hail Satan
That dude's probably curtsyin' under
Your breath curse me
There’s curses in my verses so
The radio reverse me
Like Fuck these bitches they can suck my dick
There ain’t a crew on this planet
That can touch my clique
Eclipse whole rapper’s albums with
A bullshit mixtape
My shit straight pops! up on
Your ass like click bait
Eviscerate the haters and hang
'em from they intestines
Bitches I’m never stressin' but
Talk like they interestin'
Bunch of rap whores is like, "Rap for us!"
So I talk right to the
Camera like Zack Morris
When we’re doing our thing
You know we don’t fuck around
When we’re doing our thing
You know we don’t fuck around
Ready to tear shit up ready to tear shit up
Ready to tear shit up
When we’re doing our thing
You know we don’t fuck around
When we’re doing our thing
You know we don’t fuck around
When we’re doing our thing
You know we don’t fuck around
Ready to tear shit up ready to tear shit up
Ready to tear shit up
When we’re doing our thing you
Know we don’t fuck around
Yo, I simply assemble
Several semi-automatic pistols
To pop you pitiful twit's like
Zit's before I lift you
Off the ground like a countdown
NASA to Cape Canaveral fuck tapin' a battle
I'll put ya face in the gravel
The ricochets and the shrapnel
Will situate in your clavicle
Slip a disc in your back
Until you collapse in a casual
Sittin' position
Listenin' while I’m spittin' some writtens
The friction buildin' inside of ya mug
While the blood is tricklin'
Drippin' right out your nose like
Hoes with coke addiction
And under no condition will I
Break my focused vision
Every flow I’m kickin' go the distance
Make your engine blow the pistons
Overthrow kings with no resistance
Show 'em photos of bodies
Floatin' I brutally break
Got bludgeoned in Vancouver then
Dropped at Kootenay Lake
I’m never musically fake
I got hundreds of homies
That’ll co-sign my rhymes with
A hundred 100 emojis
Always hunt for the phonies who
Try to bump they bologna
And I’d prolly fuck they slut
If her butt wasn’t so bony
They bums bummin' a bogie
You buzzards are so below me
I’m buggin', I’m never
Budgin', you motherfuckers, i’m Kobe!
When we’re doing our thing
You know we don’t fuck around
When we’re doing our thing
You know we don’t fuck around
Ready to tear shit up ready to tear shit up
Ready to tear shit up
When we’re doing our thing
You know we don’t fuck around
And while you rollin' up
Blunts and light weed
I’m rollin' up on alien squads at light speed
There ain’t another rapper that’s
Spittin' this like me
That dude you say that's different
You like? There's like 3!
I’ve always been consistent
So when suckers bite me
Comin' off like you’re perfect
I’m Kermit with iced tea (exactly)
My brain’s electric currents
Like phones they jailbreakin'
Never do us current
I’m currently trailblazin'
Make me following currents on
Yachts with sails waivin'
You chasin' currency
Encouraged to hail Satan
That dude's probably curtsyin' under
Your breath curse me
There’s curses in my verses so
The radio reverse me
Like Fuck these bitches they can suck my dick
There ain’t a crew on this planet
That can touch my clique
Eclipse whole rapper’s albums with
A bullshit mixtape
My shit straight pops! up on
Your ass like click bait
Eviscerate the haters and hang
'em from they intestines
Bitches I’m never stressin' but
Talk like they interestin'
Bunch of rap whores is like, "Rap for us!"
So I talk right to the
Camera like Zack Morris
When we’re doing our thing
You know we don’t fuck around
When we’re doing our thing
You know we don’t fuck around
Ready to tear shit up ready to tear shit up
Ready to tear shit up
When we’re doing our thing
You know we don’t fuck around