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scace - apathy lyrics

[verse 1: scace]
oh what a tragedy, oh the humanity
done sittin’ back, i got up, you can have my seat
recharged my batteries, rappers keep askin’ me
i can not f-ck with you, can please p-ss the bleach
cause they’re not matching me, like they don’t have no weed
frankly this rap sh-t has filled me with apathy
apathy, apathy, filled me with apathy
frankly this rap sh-t has filled me with apathy
hubida scubida hubida shubida
hubida shubida day
i cannot understand what half of you rappers are trying to say
you dyin’ today. i’m hiding the plate then i’m driving away
devise a disguise, i might dye my hair grey
hideout in a cave for like ninety eight days
uhhhhh idfk
don’t try to relate cause our minds aren’t the same
different kind of brain
like, literally mine is insane
i pop a benzo a day
so off of my rocker i’m floating on top of it
they need to lock me away
what the f-ck am i trying to say
yo, apathy, apathy, filled me with apathy
empathy for those who have to rap after me
all of these rappers is actin like ali g
-diggity check yourself, before you wreck yourself-
i think you’re a f-ggot that’s not an -n-logy
you’re a f-ggot that’s just the reality
dirty mouth, check it for cavities
but i don’t give a f-ck about nothing because of my…

[chorus]
apathy, (apathy)
apathy, apathy, apathy, apathy, apathy
apathy, apathy, apathy, apathy
don’t give a f-ck about nothin’
apathy
(apathy) apathy, (uh) apathy, (uh) apathy
apathy, apathy
don’t give a f-ck about nothin’ because of my…

[verse 1: pl4nitt namik]
apathy, apathy
we done came a long way from rap city
we trappin’ now, that’s the reality
yo kids finesse you like a cash machine
asking for twenty and it ain’t for applebee’s
i’m selling smack, but i’m calling it “magic beans”
i’m juggin’, they keep coming back to me
this crack and weed turning them j-panese
a-a-a-apathy, apathy
i snitched on myself; call the rap police
i’m sick of old heads and their baggy jeans
sick on the youngins and all of that f-ggotry
i’m crafting cl-ssics; they kraft’n mac & cheese
they faded, they dope sick on xan’ and lean
so faded i thought you was vanishing
pupils be spotless, i’m finna stash the keys
i’m zooming away to buy me some hoes
she flex on the ‘gram
she thotting from home
i’m paying for p-ssy
i’m usually broke
i make her a deal: a shot of patron
she drop it down low
she poppin that yoga
im getting that becky
i’m all in my zone
like sonic the hedge she hoggin my bone
i’m crashing that whip
i’m a park it and go

[outro: scace]
i’m sippin acatvis, i promise

- scace lyrics

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