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celph titled - political gangstas lyrics

[chorus x2: apathy]
it’s all gangstas gangstas at the top of the list
so i play my own sh-t it goes something like this

[verse 1: apathy]
you can try to shoot a pistol but the wounds are superficial
in comparison to heroine addiction when it hits you
we’re proud to be americans when arrogance is in you
from the second the v-g-n- spits you till you’re dyin’ a cripple
the crime is when we’re killin’ innocent iraqi children
but what?
we should turn to pacifism till crash into our buildings
till the g-sses start spillin’ over m-sses of civilians
tryin’ to m-ssacre a billion when they pack a transistor into your fillings
when the governments the villains
when they watch with hidden cameras that’s up inside your ceilings
it’s cold at night
even in the summer i shake
i crumble and break while dirty bombs thunder and quake
i feel philosophical now, with all that apathy knows
reality blows
so i watch reality shows
and feel blanketed when television circuits are bright
i’m searchin’ at night
to channel surf until the perfect light
purchase a wife
while fabricated idols gets activated
originality was -ss-ssinated
i cried when it died
screamin’ to help stop the bleedin’
but n-body understood the strange language i was speakin’
i’m over your head
oversize fitted are skull caps
i radiate the way aviator jackets and throwbacks
i go back
before the rittlin and the prozac
when rap was pro-black
you suckers don’t know ap
i rip mics
but only solve problems with fist fights
just because i’m smooth don’t mean that i treat a b-tch right
my insight extends from sunlight to the twilight
but at night i’m ignorant and can’t get my mind right

[chorus x4: apathy]
it’s all gangstas gangstas at the top of the list
so i play my own sh-t it goes something like this

[verse 2: celph t-tled]
yo
i ain’t tryin’ to hear nothin’ from you so save it
no demo tapes i’m only listenin’ to my favorites of cl-ssic rap greatest hits
why at one time was hip hop music so sacred
now they made it so easy, kids with home computers is makin’ it
i remember studio sessions were special
dat machines and reel to reels, no cd burners and no m-ss appeal
too much of somethin’ is not good, on the contrary
the rap telemarketers are chief executive officer
board room o.g.s in leather swivel chairs
laughin’ at the sh-t we talkin’, all them oversize clothes we wear
but f-ck it
we sell murder
and sell to herds of
children who hear the same sh-t that’s used to sell burgers
but i ain’t sympathizin’ and you heard it from the horse’s mouth
cause i’ll bust guns and turn happy homes to an orphan’s house
one of the best in rap’s history to hold a mic
and real cuban who thinks the movie scarface is over hyped
so all you rappers scratch it off your favorite movie list
or find yourself bleeding next to a pile of empty uzi clips
stop idolizin’
get your own style
i ain’t rockin’ gold teeth cause they’ll provoke me to smile
though for a while
i looked for hope but couldn’t see any
and it didn’t look right like a mohawk on p. diddy
get them some cheese cake to flaunt
but i’d rather sell 3h to juniors and i ain’t talkin’ about the restaurant

[chorus x4: apathy]
it’s all gangstas gangstas at the top of the list
so i play my own sh-t it goes something like this

- celph titled lyrics

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