Apathy

Edit: You know, I actually disagree with the end of this song now. But I don't wanna delete it cause y'all like it, so idk.
Lyrics:
 I'm always going turkey or venison cause I hate ham
Rip your ass to ribbons like a VHS tape jam
Now a moment of silence so you can say damn
... Alright,
Listen, competition is diminished when I get to spittin'
Can't envision how distant my level is to where you're sittin
Nope, not even squintin' through a telescope
I don't charge for songs, I'd prolly go to jail for sellin' dope
Call nine one one, let 'em know that Hex's flows
Be catchin' quick attention like a centerfold, as her head explodes
Nobody thought that I could write like this
Expected less than Lil Bow Wow in Like Mike, swish
Minus the lightning striking and his tiny height crisis
It was just writing rhyme after rhyme and mic I spit
So don't say I never worked for shit in my life, bitch
Everything I am today, you made the guidelines, it's
The raw product of the world we live in
The singer of the silent ballad of the empty kitchens
 On the planet of the sheep who drink from pots they piss in
In the bible belt of the land with no religion,
The product of the world of dollars, commas over digits
Paranoia, only close to sane and slowly slippin
All this talk about Illuminati's got me trippin'
And I'm starting to think the New World Order ain't a bad thing
Look at all the trouble that the present and the past bring
And here's sad thing, you probably wouldn't change a damn thing
Grab your mind and get a chainsaw and pull it back
A sheep is still a sheep, it doesn't matter if your wool is black
You think you're all enlightened cause you're seeing a conspiracy
How all these little symbols fit together so coherently
Your third eye is open, you can really see the truth
Except you couldn't see just how easily that you
Allowed yourself to fabricate an excuse for humanity's ilk
Because of you my mental state is Amityville
And I question whether yours or my insanity's real
And I question, and I question
And I question but it's best left to guessin'
Cause I'd rather live deaf than hear third party confessions
My life is a lesson but I'm starin' at the classroom walls
While you decipher the writing in the bathroom stalls
They all match the parameters of some kind of quackery
More bullshit than a fertilizer factory
I'm sick of hearin' all your theories when it's clearly
not what its appearing, steering fear into the people's ears
And veering to delirium
To make it really clear, fuck you and your theories, sick of hearin' em
Get your buddies and some beers and get to cheerin' em, enjoy ya life
All you motherfuckers worried about some bullshit that don't even fuckin' exist, like... god damn, fuck it.

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Mouth Vs Mic Podcast EP#14 featured the legendary Chief Xcel and Gift of Gab aka Blackalicious. Estea and SG got a chance to sit down with the dynamic duo and chat about their career and upcoming projects. Here is a portion of their classic track "Deception" LIVE from their amazing set at the Biltmore Cabaret in Vancouver.

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