(feat. Apathy, Tak of S.O.B.)


[Green Lantern:]

...invasion!



[Mike:]

Hey Ap, why don't you do the uh…the intro on this shit?

Apathy:

Yo Apathy, Fort Minor, Styles Of Beyond, Demigodz



[Mike:]

Here we go



[Apathy:]

Yo, rappers like heavy metal and ghettos

Guns, metals and ammos

I pistol whip Tony and fuck Meadows Soprano

A cat who sells them bugs but tell them thugs

They don't know how to carry more heat than welding gloves

I walk amongst the gods, keep my head in the clouds

Oh we show groupie love, getting head in the crowds

Put it in girls mouth blast off like NASA

The master of nastiness transform a classy bitch into

A little sheen freak sadomasochist 

Dastardly bastard of rap so disastorous

Spitting, healed a cripple like Christ the miraculous

And fights my savageness, turns punks, pacifists

The police clock Ap like there he go

Always on the watch because I use to carry blow

Always lock her down but I never marry ho's

Barry foes when the flows comes through your stereo



[Mike:]

Here we go flipping up a predictable verse

It's a curse to burst words like turrets on purpose

Put the verb like a backhand reject perverse as it is

I can't stop and its making me nervous, ok?

Get me on a track and I'm cracking

Packing up a backpack full of tracks on some CDs

Be me, fuck that and not like me

To bite me you need to be you times ninety

I got schemes and a team so hyped we

Get on a scene make a scene on the nightly

Say what I mean, whether mean or politely

Living the dream in some clean white Nike's

Or DC's, I'm not giving a shit

Fuck the words that you heard and the lips that they hang from

I stay banging to bang, bang drums and hanging you lames 

And the same no names gangs you came from

I don't got an excuse, just talking the truth

I'm fucking awesome when I'm rocking the booth

And I stay ready with hot bloc rocking abuse

Y'all are really not stopping us dude, yeah Tak, get up



[Tak:]

It started off get on over and hit the galaxy

Now we are movuing them over they are crowing me the Cali king

Anything tossed on my fuse getting chewed up 

With a quota six and little good weight, too much

Going to get smacked in the face with aluminum bats

Your fucking raps as good as me, Bobo and

I said I was rude, step in the shoes, you don't believe me

You can ask Devin the dude how I strip down the bitch clown stand in my socks

Whip the mother fuckers ass like I'm Cannibal, watch

You want to be stoned? Even with a basket of ice?

Get your shit flowing feeling for the casket to drop

You know them S.O.B.'s never get the record to stop

Breaking the habit is impossible what happened to Tak

He's unleashed, he's a beast so Sledge hand me a bloc

Party, whats your corpses posing for? , the camera was shot, huh 

Styles and Machine Shop, necklace fly

No wonder everyone is so petrified 

I said, Styles and Machine Shop, necklace fly

No wonder everyone is so petrified



[Mike:]

Let me hear that!