Army of the Godz - Apathy

Yo I’m a bastard, the aftereffect of passionate sex

I came out the bassinette blasting a TEC

Look out your window, see Ap passing your jet

With Superman in a headlock and a gat to his neck

Fuck kryptonite, Pixar bloods and crips on Krypton

Superhuman powers, a cape with house slippers on

I kept it real, money’s never my Achilles heel

I’m like Cliff Lee going for the Phillies deal

I’m a rebel with mics, I’m Daredevil with sight

I can be the peacemaker, I can set off the fight

Don’t provoke us, fuck around and get your death notice

I’m just trying to raise awareness, I ain’t talking about chef’s focus

I’m like a combination of George and Frank Lucas

You you catch locusts, eat mucus

So don’t you ever step, never rep, you will never get better

So get clever and drop the motherfucking mic forever

Stepping out of with a spliff of sensi

Running with them boys called DGZ

AOTP performing and they ain’t no joke

Fuck around and get your scrawny pencil neck broke

I’m a criminal, rain dance on you like a Seminole

Shitstorm your label flipping over tables

Professor X out of the chair, fully able

Wolverine up in the booth slicing your cables

This my kind of beat, the body will feel it, the mind is weak

So I slam bodies like Iron Sheik

This is hustle music nigga, we grind and eat

Fuck a hater, feel this razor that’s inside my sneaks

My brother Ap blap blap this is Honkey talk

The flow is tighter than how a fucking honkey walk

This junkyard calls, call a coroner

Undertake you, break you, the ultimate warrior

Yeah million dollar man, Ted DiBiase shit

Ralph Macchio flow winning like Karate Kid

Miyagi when I politic, Obama with the poly grip

Mad at the world, every verse I gotta body shit

Ric Flair silver-haired nigga getting old yo

Army of the Pharaoh clique, the rest of y’all are so-so

Me and Crypt are like the legion of doom

You can’t defeat us and we putting nonbelievers in tombs

Murderous arrangement using words to just play with

Guilty by association at my arraignment

Nightcrawler, knife brawler, fight harder

Pipe if I’m dead I’m a mic martyr

Porta rock, know how to spit, that’s undisputed

AOTP, we dirty, we ghetto, we zooted

We get gully, grime pays and y’all peddle y’all music

You got a new album, nobody listening to it

Appetite is galactic, it’s like eating satellites

An iceberg cyclops that freeze the blast of light

When this bastard writes it mics the afterlife

F with us, I check niggas like the answers right

I ain’t the type to walk around with my pants all tight

I love white women but live a Black Panther’s life

This Demigodz get the job done effortless

Got em waiting on the kid to drop like a pregnant bitch

I ain’t from this planet, your human rap skills are just lukewarm

I got alien intestines like the ones that kept Luke warm

Angering actors, action-packed factoring

Factions in Anchorage, Alaska waving an axe at you

My unfortunate orthodontist astonished

That I had cobra’s teeth, I bit him in his shoulder meat

All’s fair, I floss yeah the boss here

Won’t keep you in my prayers but I’ll keep you in my crosshairs

Vinnie San-hammer, Paz hit you with the blam blammer

Get my money on the street like a panhandler

American me motherfucking Santana

Rock more polo shit than a Cam stanza

Y’all are Kanye, sweeter than a canned Fanta

Allauhakbar Lord I’m Iran’s chancellor

There’s blood dripping from my mouth like a tanned panther

I’m the motherfucking boss like the man Danza