Fist of the North Star - Apathy, Diabolic

I radiate excellence, stay strong as exoskeletons

Murder with elegance, rollin' deeper than a herd of elephants

Stampeding, deleting, eating anything before me

End of story, I’m catastrophic in every category

Every battle’s gory orry, trap 'em in the laboratory

Laparoscopic surgery while I’m faded, pass the forty

Slap a corny rapper for me, unfortunately for you

I’m in the studio studyin' how to brew a human stew

Cannibalism, a little liver, lightly salt and peppered

All your records get rejected, ejected and disrespected

Every effort is «Ef-it», fuck it without the edit

Rewind it and write it down on paper if you still don’t get it

Foes on shit, leave all of your protons split

Turn your whole skull red like you was Johann Schmidt

Hoes on the dick beggin' me to blow it on her tits

Get below me, better blow me or I’ll blow ya to bits

It the midst of the sinners will emerge a messiah

To murder these liars and light all of their words on fire

Every verse and flow — is like «1st and Goal»

Cover the earth with snow, words that curse your soul

Read from cursive scrolls and scribble raps in calligraphy

Biblically blessin' you, bliggity-blow, then destroy you physically

Phonographic devices are vital to reverse vinyl

For devil music, recitals and soldiers load up your rifles

Try to act hard but you won’t get far!

(I'm the true fist of the North Star)

Catch a bullet scar no matter who ya are!

(I'm the true fist of the North Star)

(I'm the true fist) Pump your fists like this!

(I'm the true fist) Pump your fists like this!

(I'm the true fist) Pump your fists like this!

(I'm the true fist of the North Star)

I got some shit in store, horse manure, I owe sick

Saw the future;

I exist, born to rule with iron fists

Got the shortest fuse, I’m warnin' you the fire’s lit

And all of you are dyin' if I’m forced into retirement

When I decide to quit I’ll morph into a scientist

And build a cyborg who thrives off computer viruses

Send him back in time on that Goonies pirate ship

He’ll construct the pyramid and draw my crew in hieroglyphs

From the kind of shit I heard y’all been misinformed

It’s Mike Tyson’s Mysteries, you birds talkin' is the norm

I hate you rappers, every verse off your list of songs

My dick givin' chicks anal, a turn off when shit is on

Shitted on for the shit you’re on, then I’m gone

Sketchin' each Yosemite Sam gun, my pistols drawn

If that’s the case then actin' fake is what you bitches want

You did it wrong, arms and missiles launch, use a wizard’s wand

Sippin' D.O.M.

with Lil Jon up in a haunted house

Bitches on the intercom and Biggie sittin' on the couch

Hypnotized by Beyoncé rippin' off her blouse

Gettin' finger popped with her titties in Rihanna’s mouth

I’m about to get ruthless, I’ll kick in doors

Weapons drawn when heads are on some bullshit like minotaurs

Rich or poor, I’ll act stupid and immature

Bipolar, might cause the blueprint for civil war

Try to act hard but you won’t get far!

(I'm the true fist of the North Star)

Catch a bullet scar no matter who ya are!

(I'm the true fist of the North Star)

(I'm the true fist) Pump your fists like this!

(I'm the true fist) Pump your fists like this!

(I'm the true fist) Pump your fists like this!

(I'm the true fist of the North Star)

This is madness.

The fists of the north and south aren’t ever supposed to fight,

you know that!

Perhaps that was true once, but now rules are meaningless.

Defend yourself!

Soldiers pump your fists!

This that punch you in the face and fuck your girlfriend type shit.

Apathy, Diabolic, Sleeper Cell motherfucker

Fuck ya!

(I'm the true fist of the North Star)

(I'm the true fist of the North Star)

(I'm the true fist of the North Star)

«With the correct formula, any human being can become enlightened.»