Apathy - The Lesson - Freestyle lyrics

(Apathy) I'll make you motherf**ers break out like soda and grease Devoted to speech and how it flows over the beats We're rollin' deep holdin' heat like the code of the streets Reloadin' my piece while f*ggot rappers go to police Yo I use more force than even Yoda can teach Try to counter my opponents but the total decreased Flows released until every last foe is deceased Build a throne from the bones of the bogus and weak So if you ever pickup a mic to beef or to diss You'll cease to exist before the metal reaches your lips The reason is this: picture gettin' Jesus to spit Multiply by six and you'll get me when I flip Walk exotic beaches with b**hes who fiend for the dick They get exotic, freaky, and viscous, and eager to lick Let my foes roll deep, bring toast to the beef f** bullets, I could catch lightening bolts in my teeth It's Apathy, the baddest rapper with the mentality That's as savage as survivors of a nuclear disaster Aftermath's as ma**ive as asteroid crashes Frontin' like your bad when half your boys pa**ive I pa** that six-way sh**, play slick I'll be up inside your nose on some switchblade sh** Writing (?) style motherf**ers better be listening I start spittin' and leave your brain like Jessica Simpson Fresh in the flesh, now-a-days I'm better at pimpin' Gettin' every single chicken, tryin' every single position I'm top seated Burn your stomach lining like there's crack rocks in your pocket and You see the cops heated Cannot be defeated It's not an option I treat it like it's p**y, get it poppin' anytime That I need it If a b**h ain't wifey and she like me or I beat it Then she's likely to describe me as being slightly conceited The type to type your number in my phone and then delete it Leave it alone, if you ain't givin' me dome then I don't need it I got kinky hoes in skimpy clothes With brain powers that could crack Da Vinci codes