Most Murderous Music - Apathy

Plus dirty hypodermic needles filled up with AIDS

A whole bottle full of pills and a box of razorblades

Floods and glades and biblical rapture

Y’all are pitiful, I’m poison to a typical rapper

Take it literal, I litter the ground with bones like a pagan ritual

A bloodbath, let me paint the visual

Body after body I’m legendary for tossing in more mass graves than cemeteries

in Boston

I spit for an hour, I rip and devour and melt rappers like I threw the Wicked

Witch in the shower

Pump your fist to the power, rip down your radio tower

I’m a dickhead that got your bitch addicted to powder

Stage dive into the crowd just to get the fans louder

We more famous in New England than clam chowder

They say I’m evil well tell em there’s more to come

I’m Megatron, Shredder, and Skeletor in one

I mumble like Mumm-Ra the spells of the undead

To summon the crack fiends, the hookers, and dustheads

It’s like the end of the world and Ap’s Moses

A priest who poses with a dozen black roses

Gimme the loot motherfucker bring Biggie back

You ain’t an innovator, you’re a faggot that piggybacks

You feel the force of your fragile nose shattering

I’m safer than the Pope in the Vatican dope trafficking

With a D.A.R.E.

shirt telling kids yes shoot heroin, it’ll put some hair on

your chest

I’m a monster, closet is stocked with rocket launchers

Shotties and the bodies of my AA sponsors

That’s why you hear the rifle shots at our concerts

We bosses like Michael Scott in the Office

I keep bitches in check cause my pimp hand is bigger than a hamburger helper man

Man it’s critical to give credit, nothing less than incredible

Impress predecessors then they place you on a pedestal

Spit ridiculous shit or shit’ll get ridiculed

You MCs should dive in empty swimming pools

Cause half of the time they spend half of their rhymes saying they back on the

grind, that’s so predictable

Fuck a movement, spit for the DJs

Stop saying shit is a movie, it’s so cliche

You got one hot song with no replay

Value on an album is so wack these days

And you wonder why the fans never cop nothing

Frustrated every time you drop something

Maybe you should stop imitating Lil' Wayne, Kanye, and Drake, you straight

cocksucking

That’s why our true fans still fuck with us

In love with us, we like an inhaler for asthma sufferers

And that’s why these little hoes keep fucking us

My dick dangle long as the nose on Snuffleupagus

Have I led you astray yet?

Ap is the safest bet, I stay on point like a bayonet

I build monsters in my laboratory, they massive and gory

Then sit back and bask in the glory, fucker