Yeah yo this is the Demigodz Apathy Open Mic Metropolis Celph Titled One two rise y'all crew front Mr Mayday Unpaid Bill 181 and Jabberjaw
We 'bout to show you how the raw sh*t go None can match the accuracy of Apathy
My brain thinks rapidly Automatically adapted when competition is tapped into my Mainframe biting my styles like downloading files But I react with raps that suckas hack Y'all can get the scrotum I manifest the cybernetic explosion to overload your modem when I decode 'em And break the cryptic simplistic firewalls
I assault with fireballs through fiber optic lines In line with rhymes in cyberspace My face prints across the screen Glows bright green digitizing a fight scene In actual reality I'm sitting in my basement In virtual reality I'm fighting Matrix agents On planet Earth I control your mind when I say sh** In cyberspace I control computers 'cause they're basic
Binary code talks with tons of zeroes and ones But this hero's begun to master their tongue
So I'm speaking to your Pentium beyond the new millenium So ready 'em for form the data when I enter them Digital physical spiritual or mathematical
You motherf**kers better be apathy compatible
Digital physical spiritual or mathematical
You motherf**kers better be apathy compatible
Digital physical spiritual or mathematical
You motherf**kers better be
Alias max fabulous My tongue attacks hazardous Quantum leap continuously through time passages
I pull you right out the truck by your ear lobe And throw you off the roof and still be considered you're hero
I'm hungry for the dinero don't make me see you Vice grip your torso and squeeze you till you're see through My fam is wild even my grandmoms'll snuff you And yoke you up in a tussle and beat you with a belt buckle I make Master P-ieces with enough Silkk to Shock sh** You can C-Murder no limitations when my Glock spit
I get goosebumps after giving niggas two lumps Straight up f**k your shorty and leave that b**ch with a loose cunt Celph titled the man with razor sharp talent And accurate authentic techniques to leave you off balance With raw talent my rhymes will shatter through your physical Repeat my voice in digital sync mode residual
The Rubix Cuban sell out in every vinyl store Don't make me lift your skull and have to whip you with your spinal chord My skills will keep your ears open like a Vulcan And put you out of work like Chevy Chase and Macaulay Culkin
Digital physical spiritual or mathematical
You motherf**kers have better be celph compatible
Digital physical spiritual or mathematical
You motherf**kers have better be
Just give me a chance to explain I'm enhanced in the brain Hip hop MC b boy stance ingrained In my neural fabric F**k internet static
My status is static free Now imagine me Sweating what they say about the AP
I'll never let it faze me 'Cause y'all are soft as Teletubbies and Beanie Babies For emcees I kill French 40 s are poured But you can still never see me like Geordi Laforge
Got your shorty in a Ford Explorer to explore her Give her foreplay make her beg for more and ignore her I store a backup disk of every diss
Scroll down a long list Click to inflict hard drive flickers while the diggers out the route Computating the data that could be badder then let's it out of my mouth In every rhyme bout I'm victorious 'Cause I train with the brain jumping jacks with raps laborious Work like a wrestler I'm ripping through the shirt Body slam your mind in the dirt Suckers get hurt jerk Digital physical spiritual or mathematical
You motherf**kers better be demigod compatible
Digital physical spiritual or mathematical
You motherf**kers better be demigod compatible
Digital physical spiritual or mathematical You motherf**kers better be demigod compatible
Exxon valdeez type steez
Demigodz baby
Get your tools at Chrome Depot
No question Stay on the son Monkey wrench in your whole production For real for real
Suckas
Celph Titled the Rubik's Cuban Apathy Demigodz you don't want it
Bring it on like that
Yo y'all suckas tryna bite the name
Yo f**k that man y'all better watch out
We'll f**king throw roots beers in your fridge son We ain't f**king around with y'all man y'all tryna be f**king soft On tracks or something like that nah man demigodz is coming for heads No matter how y'all do so f**k y'all straight up
We'll f**king throw roots beers in your fridge son We ain't f**king around with y'all man y'all tryna be f**king soft On tracks or something like that nah man demigodz is coming for heads No matter how y'all do so f**k y'all straight up
