Apathy - I Am That lyrics

[Intro] This sh** is light work! It's time to stack the bar on 'em You know Hey yo, Kwest talk to 'em Come on [Hook] You're lightweight, and only force me to cause casualties Call me the specialist, professor at this rap science Vocal streetsweeper, buck shots through the speakers You're searching for signs of the end, well I am that You're light weight, it only force me to cause casualties Call me the specialist, professor at this rap science My city never sleeps You're searching for signs of the end, well I am that [Verse 1] Peep the way we play it Y'all start, we finish Car bombing, no Guinness Then we go about our business Yapping like you acting wild The goonies hanging out the back Denal' Will pat you down and leave you au naturale Shoulda known by now that we wreck it Cool, calm, collected Till y'all disrespect it Temperament of like an ill rotti Strictly for the thrill I'll probably leave a chilled body Lifted off my sk**s Oddly enough, they're fronting like their pockets'll bust And that a homi's nothing 'til they're Getting robbed for their bucks Could give a frruck about your knolly Of that molly and puff Stop with the fuss Come on, your sh**ty topics get flushed Between the lines is where we live Them evil kids are on the eve of sneaking in And tweaking off the leaf and gin Another move and dude, it's checkmate So let me set the rec straight Or catch some f**ing holes up in your chest plate [Hook] [Verse 2] I'm the artful dodger, villain and rogue scholar Rappers trying to pose like Vogue should not bother The author, poet and father of King Arthur The archer, harder at work than a Amish farmer The farther, the further the earth and the sun circle A ceiling inside a circular ship, the soul burglar Bird in the hand Drive-by music for fans Only a few will understand If you get it, you're the man Ap's highly in demand My brain scans set off red flags Like rape vans at lemonade stands I just bought a pair of Ray Bans For like eight-grand 'Cause I'm Cyclopse My eyes turn towns to wastelands Y'all are fragile, trying to shake hands with an ape man Take damage Metacarpals wrapped in an Ace bandage I'm the Bermuda Triangle where planes vanish I paint canvases with strange, deranged antics [Hook] [Verse 3] I walk a rugged path Rittled with skeletons and tons of ash My ears polluted with this music 'bout your lumps of cash These thoughts of bloody baths Will pa**, so I just shrug and laugh And grab the pad and script some sh** To makes you jump and spaz Enough's enough we out the rough Swinging them blades of justice Coming directly for your neck And yes, I shaved the cuspids Engrave the muskets So y'all s**ers really get the point And spark the revolution before you can lift the joint My words and actions Swerving past you, over top your head We out for props and cred It's what gets done, and not what's said sh**, treat your facial like some rare wax Scuff the Air Max Will get you blown just like an air sax Face the facts or catch a rude awakening My crew's basically breaking in your favorite station So my tapes could spin Spitting in the face of sin 'til we're dead and gone Repping the F dot click, so get your letters on [Hook 2X]