We Get Down

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Apathy - Rap

We Get Down

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Duration: 3:39

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[Intro: Apathy] Fuck all them wack emcees It's Apathy the Alien Tongue, Uhh! [Verse 1:] I'm shittin' on crews like I'm eatin' ex-lax and drinkin' prune juice Mad fly like you let a helium balloon loose Other people say I'm feelin' em like a masseuse You're played out like a bubble goose in lug boots You other crews poppin' all that shit are fuckin' thuggables Talkin' bout you put a slug in whoever would fuck with you That's nothin' new, bein' hard and tryin' to find the thug in you But you touchin' the mic is through, that's somethin' for us to do I can't even feel another rap about some gossip Or Glock clip, a block clique, or how you got the hot shit Stop it! And all you space prophets in your rockets If you can analyze your optic sockets when you try to rock it You bore me, with your galactical cosmic stories Take a deep breath and come with somethin' hotter for me Fuck sippin' a forty and icin' your shorty's jewelry Most of y'all are broken and shit, you don't fool me So-called player, rockin' fake alligator Walkin' through the club, disconnect your cellular and pager You can take a lesson from me on who's the hottest Who could pull a goddess in five minutes and get her topless My strategy is, "Hello Shorty, my name is Apathy." Automatically I got her and her friend attackin' me Up in my grill kickin' game and mack at me On the dance floor, one in front and one in back of me I'm not sayin', "I'm the man", well… Yes I am I would even be dope if I drove in a Trans Am With my windows tinted, cheap speakers bumpin' Def Leppard I'm nice when I wreck it, so everybody get down (Everybody get down) [Hook:] We grab mics and get down Whether above or underground The new hot sound we gettin' pounds Respect and love for the sound We grab mics and get down Whether above or underground The new hot sound we gettin' pounds Respect and love for the sound [Verse 2:] I'm the definition of the lyrically trife I spit one rap and fuck your mind up for life Lobotomies are given out free like clinic rubbers But I still bust through and make virgin girls mothers Y'all genuflect more than Monica Lewinski You couldn't be dope if they quantum leaped you in me On scales of 1 to 10, I'm 20, I crush many I'm that bastard in South Park that keeps killin' Kenny I rip raps backwards on tracks Reverse wax, blows the smack Wack-ass emcees always tryin' to battle me Frontin' like his squad's favorite emcee ain't Apathy Nowadays kids are all about Puffy and ? Did Hip Hop heads forget about Bam? Zulu! I'm the one to bring it back like stealin' from a store And have your mother catch you out as you walkin' out the door In war I grab the mic to fight and settle scores Kick in the door, waivin' my metaphors Profound like tryin' to break down molecular compounds I'm Apathy the Alien Tongue, so everybody get down [Hook:] [Outro:] Punch n' Words they get down The Jedi Mind Tricks get down The Equilibrium's down Wiseguy and Gaston get down 7L and Esoteric get down The Demigodz got the sound My man LT will get down Superfriends they get down Wild Style crew will get down Metaphor got the sound The Mountain Brothers they get down Rakim Allah holds the crown My man Dark ? is down Eternia got the sound Mr. Mayday gets down

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