Apathy - Swashbuckling lyrics

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Apathy - Swashbuckling lyrics

[Intro:] I'll hold on to the gun Why should he hold onto the gun? Cause I already got it motherf**a! [Scratches:] "Apathy attacks like asteroids or avalanches" [Verse 1: Apathy] Welcome to Hell, I'm Lucifer's Lieutenant In the School of Hard Knocks I'm the superintendent Treat a ho like a ho, why would you get offended? When 90% of y'all are all stupid and pregnant Bunch of freaks, hotter than summer heat No wonder brothers creep Pick up lines work when she's slower than a Southern beat I'm livin' proof I can get in these booths And make rappers turn p**y I'm a give 'em a deuce My sh** is the truth North Face and Timberland boots I'm '92 2Pac, readin' scripts for "Juice" Yeaaaah You got the cash, I'm a rob your a** Stick you with a stocking mask (You out for the doe) C'mon you gotta ask? I'm good with the guns, good with the funds Run and your sh**'ll get done Riddle your body with metal get rid of the evidence before the detectives come So clear a path for the bully in a bull dozer b**by trap the trunk with a pump in case I'm pulled over [Sirens] [gun shots] "You're welcome. You're all welcome!" [Gun shot] [Scratches] The f** you wanna do, come and see Ryu!" [Verse 2: Ryu] Lord have mercy these dudes are dookey I don't even wanna hear it, please somebody shoot me Put me out of my misery quick, I am through givin' a sh** I am officially on a mission from a different planet A solar system with some nerdy equipment I got the f*ggotron cannon pointed at your position So quick and efficient Come have a listen for yourself, take a peek at my kitchen You better loosen up your belt More flavor than a frickin' rotisserie chicken Who left the mic on? Holy sh**, Jiminy Crickets, I am an icon Turn the lights on when I finish I treat beats like a pipe bomb and I just lit it f** your iPod and every trash rapper that's in it Come snuggle with a python, it's fun for minutes It's been a lifelong dream, now I'm seein' the fruit The DGZ k**in' machine, the R-Y-U s** it "Y'all came in to see a show. We want everybody cooperation, in the place tonight." [Scratches:] It's Esoteric, what you expect dude? [Verse 3: Esoteric] Ayo ready set, machete rip Fly kid that'll never jet The coolest tattoo-less motherf**er that you ever met You got the nerve to spit about how you murder cliques and bust guns But those are just two other words for for tits and co*k hammers And those are just two other words for dicks And for a couple clowns like y'all it seems that's a perfect fit It's like, make yourself a dang quesadilla I'm drunk off this Buckwild sh**, don't let me near that case of Dilla Shay's a chiller lady k**er, for reala, erase your villa Above Freddy, Jason, Godzilla, I'm devastation, Attila Y'all cats be on the bus like you're fresh from jail The only carrots y'all be holding is for your son's lunch pail I unveil the unreal, a done deal, you punks fail sh**, we go in on beats like y'all go in on two for one sales And I a**ume you know my man Celph'll ruin ya Remove your piece from the Pterodactyl, y'all be Dinosaur Jr's And I'm out "Believe me sir, he's not human! But are you aware that he tortured them with a refinement of cruelty? " [Scratches:] "Celph Titled's known as a gangster to some" [Verse 4: Celph Titled] f** a b**h, I'm on some borderline rape sh** I'm puttin' one in the oven and it ain't a f**in' Duncan Hines cake mix I will put a few stacks on your spine You are a money back guarantee, plus I'm out my mind Where's the catering service? I need to feed my ego Sit at home, smoke, collect checks and eat Doritos (yeah) Drive around in a $60, 000 car Douse your ma and pa, got at least 60 gallons more Manipulate metaphors, I am rhymin' raw I am the Human Torch, of course I got firearms So henceforth What you say is irrelevant I'll put the metal in your chin like Kanye's skeleton (oh my) Disintegrate flesh when lead enzymes chew (Even your windpipe too?) The hollows went right through My marksman trainin' is I'll when I clap and spark it Use your kids trainin' wheel as a practice target

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