[Intro: Apathy]
Uh oh, y'all know what that means
U ready to get into it?
Let's Go!

[Verse 1: Apathy]
My game is air tight, I can [bad word] down [bad word] I'm the flyest thing that's white since uptown Nike's
Wanna joke around, tryin' to diss, thinkin' it's fresh?
I'll hit u til' your legs embedded an inch in your chest
U better bow down this season, nobody's iller than Apathy
Beings in different galaxies will name their children after me
Sidewalk's crack when I'm steppin on the street
I ain't standin on the planet, it's restin on my feet
The pimp, player, the hustler, rolled into one
Breathin air into my lungs is like loading a gun [bad word] around, yo, I'll have bigger problems in dressin up as bin laden
And tryin [bad word] the president while he's joggin
I don't even understand why u bother rockin the beats
U woulda been better off as a stain on your father's sheets
Ap is the king, rockin royal jewels that'll blind u
UFO's couldn't illuminate like my shine do
 [bad word] [bad word] through your city
Hit the highway [bad word] (Say What?)
Did I stutter mother [bad word] 
Step out of line
U don't want none of that
U better move back when u hear the Sound of the Clap

[Verse 2: Celph Titled]
Push the limit try to beat me far
It's gonna take more than tour guides to help u CPR, see we are
Villains pullin heists, puffin cigars
Pullin surveillance tapes out of VCR's, retards
When [bad word] to beef y'all know I'm no stranger
Put the barrel to your head cause it's a real no-brainer
How am I the type to leave people frightened?
Cause my gat can sing a love song like Peabo Bryson
Mother [bad word] know my repertoires great
Puttin heads through saw blades
My team being broke was just a small phase
These [bad word] won't seem to leave me alone
Even when I'm dead in my grave they still gonna try to jump my bones
Stuffin R&chickens outside the label building
Asking Destiny's Child if they'd have my children
I got dissed but I wanted fat hoes instead
Bring 'em to the crib and watch them crack my? sofa bed
 [bad word] 

[Verse 3: Apathy]
I goes right for the right price to touch up your [bad word] flows
Got more 16's than R. Kelly ho video's
Nowadays I get paid for makin a rhyme
With major labels at my door step, waiting in line
Cause it's hard to harness the hardest flows that I design
Blow your mind, bob your head until your breakin your spine
I stack chips, mack chicks, now I'm datin a dime
And wear my chain all the time just to break in the shine

[Verse 4: Celph [bad word] crime is my forte
I'm wanted in four states
For being spotted with sniper gear on all your tour dates
Shine so bright I gave the sun lessons
What's a Celph Titled verse without a mother [bad word] gun reference?
Cause I'm the [bad word] cat
U better study a map
And coordinate to where your body parts are landin at
C-cl-cl-clap
We came to bring the raw back
So you can... along with the track
 [bad word]