Apathy - Dgz X Nygz lyrics

[Apathy]: Motherf**er I make power moves, with the power of Zeus A pack of rabid gorillas that just broke out of the zoo But not the zoobalie brutally, beat 'em, eat 'em, they food to me s**ers foolishly fool with me, better stop the buffoonery I'm a lunatic, literally with looney bin lunacy Howlin' at a lunar eclipse, I'm losin' my sh** Catch me on the moon with your b**h Refuelin' my ships, resuming my trip To Jupiter where humans are rumored to be like mutants I'm usin' a fireball that I'm shootin' outta my palms Like bombs, I'm napalm in this song I play beer pong with cups filled up with Energon There's a reason why me and Megatron don't get along I'm the evilest, rottenest, rippin' out your esophagus Put slugs in your mugs, see more blood than phlebotomists I'm a bottomless pit, Ap's the obvious pick When askin' who would impale you upon an obelisk tip [Blacastan]: Crash your grill like the plane on the cover of License To Ill Bitin' what I'm writin' just to heighten your sk** But stealin' out my rap book won't get you a deal Black renaissance, scribe ill scripture with quills My sword is a pen that's protectin' my art Florescent colored Mozart, right from the heart I enlighten with the scrolls, Malachi York, act like you know I sent soldiers up in your fort We ain't the same n***a, you ain't cut from my cloth I rep Demigodz On top of water we walk, that's real talk That's for Bost and CT and New York Eat my ziti with tomato sauce, I don't do pork Stab Satan with the pitchfork, you switch when you walk Transves f*ggot n***as can't be the best Black rhinos, stampede straight through your vest The ghetto Bobby Fischer, like Fresh with chess [Panchi of NYGz]: These f*ggots saw the Panchi chronicles and then I heard they hate it But I can't be violated or even decepticated I got gunners out in Brownsville, shooters from the east k**ers out of Fort Greene, slicker than grease Broads from Bushwick, that'll give a buck fifty To any bum dusty n***a who try to talk shifty It's best to befriend us, don't try to offend us I done fronted on n***as that's bigger than the bar tenders Make me dip until my pants pull up This .45 and push your fat a** into a curly fry You don't wanna play my blast on your wack broadcast? Then you and your whole staff can kiss my black a** n***as take what I say back home, give it a listen Then revert to G religion like a m**m or a Christian Or a Baptist or a Jew dude [DJ Premier]: (Panch they love what you do) Yeah, I got 'em hypnotized like I'm doin' voodoo [Celph Titled]: If I'm in the trench I'm manning the machine gun (man) You are Carl Jr. managing beef on buns (b**h) The whip creep with the 007 mods Press on the gear shift, missile at your entourage If I got time for a meeting, it's only cause I wanted to glare at my watch And find out I made a little mo' gwap (yup) The warning's on the wrapper like a cigarillo package The best blow to my ego's like you threw a pillow at it I'm off the chain but got it on lock when I write sh** I'm on some Crocodile Dundee, "this is a knife" sh** (Ain't my material dope?) So dirty it need antibacterial soap, I know you feelin' it though DGZ, NYGZ, we spit rampid Uncover your scams and You'll get a visit from Chris Hansen C dot Titled shoot chrome nozzles Dissin' rappers downhill in wheelchairs and make 'em perfect role/roll models