LYRICS:

Rick Ross and Waka Flaka had a baby named him chief keef
sold his soul for 50 cent and now the future looks meek
Mills to pay bills for lazy rappers try part time
I see young black males glorifying their new apartheid
My hip hop heroes I'll remember, They're legends they'll never die Arm in arm we stand together,   save hip hop or die tryin'.

So this is poetic justice, knockin' the teeth outta these rappers 
who never heard of KRS ONE like "who the fuck is this?"
No respect for the teacha, but the stores will sell 'em anyway
So I will now be the reaper swingin' the swords that's in between my legs,   Cuz FUCK rap,
And fuck you rappers our whole culture knows you're shitty
you assholes are getting pampers I'm demanding the answers  
but they won't acknowledge my question about to do you like Talib did Don Lemon..

[Talib Kweli quote]

I can't stop now I am too close to the threshold
Even my best friends are telling me I should let go
'Cuz my mental health's in question now the world needs healing
I put it on my shoulders I can't fight the feeling
I hear the radio 'n I just get depressed
it takes a toll on me I need to get it off my chest
Am I fuckin' going crazy am I the only one who realizes
all you wannabe rappers your art form you've been demonizing
I guess so but there are those who keep it alive
Rugged Man I loved the video synopsis let's ride
you were Egon in the elevator I'm more of a Ray Stantz
Im 'bout to proton-pack my demons as the devil does his dance
And the devil's been riding with me for so long I'm in attack mode 
this is the definition of a submission of a sick rap flow
this is my white boy angst on a track being an asshole
this is my heart and soul hoping it's everything that you asked for
this is my heart and soul

Whack rappers on the radio, that's that shit I don't like
Teaching kids guns are cool, that's that shit I don't like

Microphone check one two what is this dude?
capitalistic minds have surmised what you should listen to
so now I'm on a mission to circumvent what your vision is
praying to the sky like does somebody give a shit?

And my prayer goes like, 

So god or who the fuck ever 
please grant me the serenity to never surrender
please tell me that the answer to my question's not never
the only thing I know is that I won't be here forever (x2)

The apathy is killing me man, yea whatever (x3)

Yea what the fuck ever



The Apathy That Broke The Rapper's Back [Prod. By Mr. Green]

@lowstesh 
BUY RXY: https://bearan.bandcamp.com/album/rxy

referential rock. obsessed with our wasted youth.

Music n stuff
Booking: 2wayofficialdjs@gmail.com
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/2Wayofficialdjs

Follow on IG: @wannabelegal
Twitter: @wannabelegal1
www.facebook.com/wannabelegal

E-LegaL is a rapper, record producer, and songwriter from Chicago. In addition to his solo career, E-LegaL was a founding member of the successful Chicago hip-hop trio Wannabe Heroes, as well as the lead guitarist of local legend punk rock band “The Studs”. His mixtape "I Swear & Hip-Hop Vol. 1" was released Summer 2014 and was followed by his highly anticipated debut LP "Autophobia" Fall 2015.