Apathy - Attention Deficit Disorder lyrics

[Verse 1: Apathy] I don't waste energy on my enemies Much worse when a motherf**er dead to me Trynna bite it would take you a century Cause essentially I'm detonating a bomb on the original formula I created Rappers that go after my rap are evaporated Captain of the ship and he should be decapitated Captured and trapped in a cabin and castrated I never took a strangers' candy and I never made a hater family And I never gave away the fancy top secret plan we get money without never ever needing a plan B Ask Celph this is all organic Keep calm, no need for panic Just playing you should all be frantic Trynna find a spaceship just to flee the planet Pop shots at the ship as it takes of Ricochets through the shields Shoot your face off Motherf**er never stop the beat or interrupt my rap or try to turn my tape off Y'all trynna sound smart when you sound more shallow than water inside of a tub Ap's sh** so deep that the pressure when you dive implodes every side of a sub [Hook] We starve Look at one another short of breath Walking proudly in our winter coats Wearing smells from lavatories Facing a dying nation (Of m...) [Verse 2: Apathy] I don't ever pay attention, never stay on topic I got ADD b**h, if it ain't about profit I don't ever pay attention, never stay on topic I got ADD b**h, if it ain't about profit Not Mohammed the kind that go in your pocket And no one can stop it I'm a Soviet rocket A giant on the mic so it's microscopic There's clues in the rap so the cops will cop it Trynna solve the murder of the beat when I chop it Put it in the woodschipper, flip it and rock it Smack it up and hack it up and k** it with axes The sk** that I practice will fill up the caskets With half a** rappers who blew their gaskets f** what's hot I'm about the cla**ics I used to have an Audi but I crashed it Now I got a Beemer and it's so fantastic Used to be broke but with a hand me down jacket Now I'm on the yacht with a new tennis racket Maybe I went too far but I got a nice crib and I got a fly car And I'm not a millionaire but I still live large And I chill with stars cause I'm ill with bars When my daughter grow up I'll retire on Mars With the hearts of MCs that I've sealed in jars (trophies) Displayed on the mantle Some sh** I write's too much for them to handle So I put the pen down, blow out the candle, goodnight Take 'em out with the sample [Hook] We starve Look at one another short of breath Walking proudly in our winter coats Wearing smells from lavatories Facing a dying nation Of moving paper fantasies (Lis...) [Outro] ...the family began to hear very strange raps at night and they looked all over the house but couldn't find the source of these raps...