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No Joke
Apathy
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Yo, we're here to break down that science, nah mean?
You know what time it is?
Yeah, yeah, I know what time it is
What time is it? Is it Gucci time?
Nah, nah, yo, it's not Gucci time
It's time to speak the slang of the demigods
Yo Apathy, yo Celph, it's time to handle business
Step to the mic, baby
Bounce with these cats
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Yo, I got a problem with the mic, so I solve it like a man (what?)
Grab it by the neck and rock it as hard as I can (word)
From Nikes on my feet to the mics that I freak
MCs will agree that I'm precise on the beat
Fuck frontin', shut down blocks like "Game Over"
Consistently light shit up like chain smokers
Flexin', I melt down flesh like flame throwers
Fresh as the dookie gold chain Kane showed us
Funny how your honey or your dame came over
When you were out last night, couldn't remain sober
You woke up in the morning with a bad hangover
I woke up and banged the chocha 'til the day was over
It's like that (like what?) like this
Motherfuckers tryna diss get put on the hit list
Punch punks like a pugilist (you'll catch the fist)
When I be takin' out MCs like dogs that need to piss
Easily I approach the microphone because I ain't no joke, joke
Easily I approach the microphone because I ain't no joke, joke
Easily I approach the microphone because I ain't no joke, joke
Easily I approach the microphone because I ain't no joke, joke
On a scale from one to ten, approximately I'm a thousand
Stomp through your neighborhood, city or project housin'
I am somethin' that you've never seen before
Like your grandparents havin' sex behind closed doors
I rhyme like a scavenger that hunts for his prey
And probably kill a dozen rappers and just call it a day
All I need is a bitch that'll give me wet dreams
So I can get my rocks off like erosion in streams
I drop science like clumsy professors in auditoriums
And stretch niggas out like a motherfuckin' accordion
I make you look stupid like losin' a bet
You can catch the Greyhound and I'll just cruise in my jet
I'm impossible to beat like playin' tic-tac-toe
Celph Titled is famous for spittin' ill rap flows
Yo, me and Apathy are like brothers since birth
You can catch a bad one and get put under the earth
Easily I approach the microphone because I ain't no joke, joke
Easily I approach the microphone because I ain't no joke, joke
Easily I approach the microphone because I ain't no joke, joke
Easily I approach the microphone because I ain't no joke, joke
Yo, I find your vital organs and put a machete there
Thug type nigga, but bitches say I'm a teddy bear
Al Capone style bruisin' your back, make you an interracial cat
Half blue and half black
Block attacks with the raps that I spit on wax
Shit on cats, everything I flip on daps
Hits hard like Rocky's fists, cannot be missed
Yo, God be pissed, now I'm on some Nagasaki shit
And while you at work, I'll feed your bitch a sloppy dick
I got a hard drive, your man got a floppy disk
The only time you'll have safe sex and be felt
Is if you jacked off in a car wearin' a seat belt
Your brain melts to mush, your girl felt the rush
When Ap's 'bout to bust through pelvic thrusts
Twist your spine, inflict despicable shit through rhymes
Critical, incredible at cripplin' your pitiful mind
Pull out my nine and it's body and chalk time
You signed a death contract and bled between the white lines
Crash the players ball, make the chandelier fall
Joke house guests with hors d'oeuvres made out of C4
And metaphors better than yours, settle the scores
Leave cats wrapped up in medical gauze
You better applaud, you're feminine, I'll rip out your skeleton
And now ladies and gentlemen...
Easily I approach the microphone because I ain't no joke, joke
Easily I approach the microphone because I ain't no joke, joke
Easily I approach the microphone because I ain't no joke, joke
Easily I approach the microphone because I ain't no joke, joke
Yo, we got quarters in that beater?
Yeah, baby, we definitely threw rupees in that fridge (word word)
They kinda funny in the wrist
And anybody tellin' you anythin' different
Is feedin' you swine, son, word up
Aight, yeah
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