Apathy - Tom Sawyer (All Night) (Remix) lyrics

[Verse One] [Apathy] I break your brain cells off at the stem Your status is stupider Ap is a nuclear blast, heart blacker than Lucifer I can sit and write a list of all the sh** I would do to ya Head so big, I rest my fitted cap on Jupiter You're ain't built like this You're a soft carbon copy A Care Bear compared to an Autobot's body For raps like crack, I supply to the blocks Drop pipes, cop mics, say goodbye to your rocks I'm a motherf**in' star, the status of John Lennon Y'all are Ordinary People singin' to John Legend Write a track dissin' Ap? Better X that out I don't play that, like rap in a rednecks house I can have your brain cells spinnin' quicker than Spreewells Your female, e-mailin' me all your details I don't dig up dirt, I shake the Earth And I never say names, I wouldn't waste a verse Off of the top, I'm hot And when they dare me to write Prepare to carry a mic to a burial site I'm a Pioneer, f**in' up stereotypes I snatched chains as a kid and made you carry your bikes I got an addition to spittin' sh** that's h**ne like Story tellers, speak of tellin' the American plight Money blower, funny though, it seems embarra**in' right? Rock shoes, blow the dough on a pair of Air Nikes All night [Verse Two] [Tak] (of Styles Of Beyond) Yeah, yo You know the rules I cruise with a tough band You in the f**in' closet with brooms and a dust pan I clean sweep your fleet, body softer than gelatin Now you on the mic, yeah right, my life and your skeleton, dummy I'm in the place, you can tell when it's bloody I'll freakin', pay for your face, straight e-mail you the money I'm ready and willin' to watch, spine sever the flesh Let's see if I don't k** him in five seconds or less I keep comin' back like rashes on an infant You don't want a chance to clash with the Magnificent Seven of us, it's heaven but never enough So I tighten the vice grip, so his head will get crushed I'm out of sight now, deep in this music Leavin' 'em upside down, fiendin' for new sh** Ribkat is the wrong pal to creep in the booth with Blow a hole in your back just to eat off a soup dish You b**h [Verse Three] [Celph Titled] Yo, the Demigodz stands for k**ers More specifically we Deadly Entertainers Maniac, Ignorant GODZillas And we Never took the route them other crooks took Cause we kept recipes for human flesh in my mother's cook book Get souffled in more ways than ten Celph Titled flow is chokin' the wind My favorite past time is soakin' in sin The most accurate sharp shooter with no scope Shoot with my left and watch you all die from second-hand smoke I'm reppin' my fam so You better act cool My soul will make a Quege board jump up and slap you, dummy You not thinkin' smart I bust so many blammers and blickers That I should start a rock band called Blinkin' Spark Sinkin' sharks with no harpoons My arsenal is saw blade, carbon tools, sliddin' your coffin' through Apathy's insane and I'm the same as my brother I'm like a circus show sniper I aim for the jugular Catch a case and before the judge can slam down the gavel The whole room duckin' and hide from grenade shrapnel These rap verses I be breezin' through Cause I'm like a celibate under oath Unf**ing believable [Scratching] [x2] It's Demigodz Fort Minor You heard of us Styles Of Beyond You heard of us, the murderous