Apathy - Yell at Us lyrics

[Celph Titled] Yo, let me tell y'all something This ain't motherf**in' rap music, this is motherf**in' slap music And lil' f*ggot a** b**hes get slapped the f** up on a daily basis 7L keeping it Godzilla on the track All hail Apathy, the Eso-pterodactyl And yours truly, Celph motherf**in' Titled [Celph Titled] Yo I'm a motherf**in' legend in the streets and I don't care about rap When my gun goes off they call me Grand Master Flash Blast your wig off when I pull his hair trigger Water park your body slide you down the Hudson River Listen carefully my flows be best in the cypher Or come close, get cosy next to the fire I got golf trophies and croquet hammers, propane canisters in my garage next To dead bodies and fertilizer sod With rifles in odd places in the aquarium with fish water Out in the kitchen inside the dish washer Oh so gangsta tell me I'm wrong Frontin' on the block you wasn't sellin' coke on You was singing folk songs Riding your bike with tight coats on Throwing smoke bombs on old folks lawns And thats as gully as you got You ain't throwin' the darts I got nuclear bombs that make you glow in the dark I'm like MacGyver with weapons, respect the god when he's shining I can make a gun with just a Pepsi can and a soldering iron Better duck cause these bullets might go through The right view of those tinted light blue bifocals My knife owes you, penetration for sure I'm a rap cannibal on the second leg of my tour Whether you Scorpio or Sagittarius I keep a gat next to my hairy nuts and never scared to bust [Hook] [Celph Titled] Ain't no need to holla Bring it on and just yell at us Demigodz, we official hell rappers Fight to the d**h, hold your team for ransom Ready for war whenever we chant this anthem (2X) [Apathy] I leave this track destroyed a blackened void Like the earth's just collided with an asteroid Chicks avoid these ignorant boys Who pick apart s**ual freaks like Sigmund Freud I'm the b**h f**er, s*ut sticker, ho I'd probably hit you I'm chemically imbalanced baby I got issues The type that's gettin' brains on an Amtrak train While they cracking open the vile of anthrax strain Mind of Confucius Tongue forked like Judas Concentration of Buddhist and fists like a pugilist You stupid b**hes are too superstitious Terrified of Y2K computer glitches But now it's 2003 we're in a war Where you clutch ya throat, choke & gag on the floor From invisible fumes who reach physical doom Till' we f** up the planet and gotta' live on the moon I travel underwater, twenty-thousand leagues In a Bio-Dome bubble where I struggle to breathe Where the light doesn't reach so it's trouble to read So I rock off the top while they juggle the beat Where it's so cold humans gotta' cuddle for heat I'll probably loose my mind and chuckle for weeks While up on the streets humans mutate into beasts Then eat the flesh of deceased you'll never rest in peace [Hook] [Esoteric] I'm sick of you all If rap was hoop give me the ball Then I'll pierce you like Ricky or Paul Cities will fall like Pompeii Here's a buck fifty, it's on Shay My words deep like I wrote this sh** upon clay Demigodz, the squad is on a power trip Like Colin Powell on acid doing foul sh** You claim your guns enforce But the only iron you ever pulled was on a golf course (Make money) Yes that is the plan And I know it like my girl knows the back of my hand (haaa) Y'all put me to sleep y'all poetry's dull I got a splitting headache from cracking so many skulls I blaze the booth (y'all fake) Shay's the truth I beast motherf**ers like Beowulf I need five microphones, four clones of Catherine Zeta-Jones Three whips to roam, two homes and a gold throne I throw stones at gla** cribs f** up parties and crack ribs Ya'll throw blanks like mad-libs A.O.T.P. shook rappers call police (siren) I'll leave your brain lookin' like a Jackson Pollock piece I'm an Altered beast Ya'll are geese soon to be deceased Bow to the cheif, you f**ers need a preist No peace, step to Esoteric if you want it And get k**ed by bars like a raging alcoholic [Hook]