Apathy - We Get Down lyrics

Fuck all them wack emcees
It’s Apathy the Alien Tongue, Uhh!

I’m shittin’ on crews like I’m eatin’
Ex lax and drinkin’ prune juice
Mad fly like you let a helium balloon loose
Other people say I’m feelin’
Em like a masseuse
You’re played out like a bubble
Goose in lug boots
You other crews poppin’ all that
Shit are fuckin’ thuggables
Talkin’ bout you put a slug in
Whoever would fuck with you
That’s nothin’ new
Bein’ hard and tryin’ to find the thug in you
But, you touchin’ the mic is through
That’s somethin’ for us to do
I can’t even feel another
Rap about some gossip
Or Glock clip, a block clique


Or how you got the hot shit
Stop it! And all you space
Prophets in your rockets
If you can analyze your optic sockets
When you try to rock it you bore me
With your galactical cosmic stories
Take a deep breath and come
With somethin’ hotter for me
Fuck sippin’ a forty and
Icin’ your shorty’s jewelry
Most of y’all are broken and shit
You don’t fool me
So-called player, rockin’ fake alligator
Walkin’ through the club
Disconnect your cellular and pager
You can take a lesson from
Me on who’s the hottest
Who could pull a goddess in five
Minutes and get her topless
My strategy is, "Hello Shorty
My name is Apathy"
Automatically I got her and
Her friend attackin’ me
Up in my grill kickin’ game and mack at me
On the dance floor
One in front and one in back of me
I’m not sayin’, "I’m the man", well… Yes I am
I would even be dope if I drove in a Trans Am
With my windows tinted
Cheap speakers bumpin’ Def Leppard
I’m nice when I wreck it
So everybody get down (Everybody get down)

We grab mics and get down
Whether above or underground
The new hot sound we gettin' pounds
Respect and love for the sound
We grab mics and get down
Whether above or underground
The new hot sound we gettin' pounds
Respect and love for the sound

I’m the definition of the lyrically trife
I spit one rap and fuck your mind up for life
Lobotomies are given out free
Like clinic rubbers
But, I still bust through and
Make virgin girls mothers
Y’all genuflect more than Monica Lewinski
You couldn’t be dope if they
Quantum leaped you in me
On scales of 1 to 10, I’m 20, I crush many
I’m that bastard in South Park
That keeps killin’ Kenny
I rip raps backwards on tracks
Reverse wax, blows the smack
Wack-ass emcees always tryin’ to battle me
Frontin’ like his squad’s favorite
Emcee ain’t Apathy
Nowadays kids are all about Puffy and?
Did Hip Hop heads forget about Bam? Zulu!
I’m the one to bring it back
Like stealin’ from a store
And have your mother catch you out
As you walkin’ out the door
In war I grab the mic
To fight and settle scores
Kick in the door, waivin’ my metaphors
Profound like tryin’ to break
Down molecular compounds
I’m Apathy the Alien Tongue
So everybody get down

We grab mics and get down
Whether above or underground
The new hot sound we gettin' pounds
Respect and love for the sound
We grab mics and get down
Whether above or underground
The new hot sound we gettin' pounds
Respect and love for the sound

Punch n' Words they get down
The Jedi Mind Tricks get down
The Equilibrium’s down
Wiseguy and Gaston get down
7L and Esoteric get down
The Demigodz got the sound
My man LT will get down
Superfriends they get down
Wild Style crew will get down
Metaphor got the sound
The Mountain Brothers they get down
Rakim Allah holds the crown
My man Dark? is down eternia got the sound
Mr mayday gets down