Welcome to Assholeville - Apathy

I talk shit like my shit dont stink

I don’t front like I’m rich, I don’t rock no link

I never, puff piff, and my clothes ain’t pink

I ain’t a punk ain’t a pimp but I walk with a limp

Im real cool, educated but never graduated school

I was a little kid on Ritalin that was ridiculed

Most rappers yall put on pedestals are pitiful

Myspace pedophiles, completely predicable

Pick apart my flow pattern completely invincible

Try to read off the notebook the words are invisible

Visualize this if you can invision

Spitting so precise its like Christ has arisen when he writes

Alright, alright, I let ya catch up

This ain’t nothing but a button to make ya self destruct

Structure strategies

Suckers get stripped quicker than whips in the hood

So get going while the going is good

And if ya didn’t ya should

Shut up and open ya ears

Spit out a flow so fierce every foe disappears

I been ferocious for years, so fuck ya bogus careers

Yall got it popping, well nobody even notice ya here

You like mosquitoes in ears, buzzing but swiftly get swatted

As quick as I’m spotted these muthafuckas pussies are clotted

You get it you got it, you got me so the chicks be exotic

Even my peoples up in boston say I’m simply retarded

Pumping that hydroponic, aquatic fluid, the speakers blewing

Shit I speak is deep as druids, im street, and speaking fluent

Influence like influenza when I spread in ya centre

This menace will send a sickness up in ya bitches placenta

So suckers surrender

With different rapper, chicken macka, trick attracter

Old school muthafuckers be like listen to the whippersnapper!

Bitch attacker, dick her after, hang her from the kitchen rafter

Chip stacker, click clacker nobody can spit it badder

Kill that chitter chatter throw some blows and ya chin’ll shatter

There ain’t been a sicker cracker since Serch or Mr. Mathers

It’s the baddest average, ap’s after star status

So he gases up the masses then its ashes to ashes

Now let me breath on it, kill mc’s on it

Fuck ya girlfriends face and blow seeds on it

Yall musta really got it twisted thinking ap’s so chill

You see that sign up ahead?

welcome to assholeville

Im in a whip blowing donuts, with two ho sluts blowing both nuts

My girl hear this, she gonna go nuts

Im easy e, loeced up, im bobby brown coked up

Fucking Jessica Simpson after her and Nick broke up

Im sittin on the border of heaven and hell

Praying to god and Satan at the same time so records will sell

With every breath I exhale

Another crucifix nail, is impaled just to make certain I failed

But I ain’t stopping til I’m dropping that’s just simply not an option

Get it popping or im pumpin' oxyconton in Wisconsin

I rap and produce to

A felon and boost to

Beileve me cause cd’s ain’t sellin like they used to

Believe me coz CD’s ain’t selling like they used to…