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Apathy Baptism By Fire

[Intro:] Yo, I'm layin' something down right now You want me to hit you back soon as I get done? Alright one "Get on up" "Get into it" [x8] [Apathy:]

[Intro:] "There's too much bootleggin' goin' on y'all." Too much bootleggin' goin' on. "Bootleggin' goin' on right now." [Verse 1:] Phony Fendi's and

numb from my feet up to my cranium I'm sit-sittin' up, get-gettin' up, drink-drinkin' down then spittin' up I don't don't even know how much time when by

fuck-up, I buck with the forces of horses Puttin' more slugs on you than the floor of a forest Got more power than Porsches driven by sorcerers Y'all

still flip out and beef with you Your mother's in love with me When she discusses me, hugs and says, "That's exactly how son should be." Second by second Minute by

, the beautiful people Fuck them [Verse 2:] Gellin' their hair, preparin' their make up Beauty is not in their genetic make up Watch it on TV, Apathy

I talk shit like my shit dont stink, I dont front like im rich, i dont rock no link, I never, puff piff, and my clothes aint pink, aint a punk aint a

Like some ? dirty dirty dirty dirty dirty love" "One of those dayyyyys, just one of those days" "Just one of those dayyyyys, JUST one of those dayyyyys" [Apathy