Apathy - East Coast Rapist lyrics

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Apathy - East Coast Rapist lyrics

*Breakfast Club intro* [Verse 1:Apathy] I'm body bagging everything in sight The site of a ma** murder A White dude ripping mic's… rare as black surfer Ap serve ya Do a surgical procedures on speakers Til the EMT's are pullin off these emcee's sneakers I ain't grow up like Leave It To Beaver Or Mike Seaver I'm from where the white trash invented the wife beater Hallelujah… Born in the sewer like Michaelangelo Donatello and Splinter Then sent to earth with the antidote To wipe out wackness Strike out fast as Cobra fangs Blow ya brains No remains just ashes … These days people get amazed by the mental Cuz I'm secretive as rituals in Masonic temples I don't care if they from suburbs, or raised in the ghetto They grab they pad and they pencil and start tracing my stencil Why you praying to god to get a taste of the devil How you tryna be real… when ya made by Gepetto You lil' marionettes… Swear ya carryin' techs I'll incinerate ya flesh… Then bury the rest I'm east coast as they get On any stage they put me on Came out the womb with Timbs and a hoodie on… East… Coast… Rapist [Scratched Hook:] "It ain't hard to tell, I'm the East Coast Overdoser"-The Notorious B.I.G 'Party and Bullsh**' "Got East Coast locked down, padlocked"-Ol' Dirty ba*tard 'Shimmy Shimmy Ya' [Verse 2:Apathy] I'll make you curse the day you were born The way you was formed Make you wish you was the stain on the page of a p**n I don't take the bull by the horns I'll rip the horns from his cranium I'm nuclear… Urine test's fulla uranium Radioactive… my radio's ma**ive Like I'm Radio Raheem Keep the police pa**ive Cuz… Nobody want it I'm hotter than fire feels Karate chop cop cars and punch thru riot shields I'm the bionic man I'm Lee Majors Sellin crack in the 80's With 3 pagers I'm the east coast beat k**er and rapist Police sketches identify our faces I murdered the mic in about 48 states What I do to mixtapes'll Catch me a rape case Too many f*ggots gettin money Get ya paper straight Yall are gay as a dude usin a shake weight Yall are snake bait… rats in the boa's tank Saying you k**ing sh**… Muthaf**er you know you ain't I go in the paint… The defense scatters… The backboard shatters… The same exact sh** I do rappers… East Coast Rapist

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