Lyrics Holy Ghost - Apathy feat. Slaine
[Feat.
Slaine]
[Apathy]
I′m
the
captain
of
the
ship
like
Scotty
beam
me
up
Bullies
hated
me
in
school
but
they
could
never
beat
me
up
Fightin
Irish
like
I'm
Notre
Dame,
no
one
even
knows
your
name
Catastrophic
as
atomic
bombs
leaving
no
remains
I
live
life
through
the
eyes
of
Kamikaze
goggles
I′m
Mike
Tyson,
you're
Tyson
the
male
model,
real
metro
I'm
macho
as
moshpits
in
Moscow
With
Mossbergs
turning
ice
grills
into
soft
serves
You
better
stay
calm,
display
your
palms
say
shalom
Before
I
snuff
your
mom
and
make
her
suck
my
lucky
charms
I′m
psychopathic
on
the
mic
you′ll
never
touch
me
ya'll
Cause
as
a
child
I
used
to
cuddle
with
a
chucky
doll
I
swear
to
god
these
newer
rappers
better
get
a
job
I
keep
em
in
Czech
(Check)
like
losing
passports
in
Prague
I
got
the
Death
Row
flow,
prepare
the
prisoner
Electrocute
to
execute
the
crew
and
scare
the
listener
Whip
the
stand
I
kicked
in,
I′m
cool
as
an
air
conditioner
Beat
em
until
they
eyes
are
as
crooked
as
Forest
Whitakers
Ap
is
getting
wickeder
by
the
minute
admit
it
i'll
finish
ya
Standing
next
to
a
monster
ya′ll
are
miniature
[Sample]
Just
when
you
thought
it
was
safe
to
make
records
(x4)
[Chorus]
Holy
Smokes!
Motherfuckers
I'm
dope
make
ya
catch
the
Holy
Ghost!
(x4)
Police
and
troops
have
sealed
off
the
country
area,
haven′t
found
the
two
men
reported
to
have
been
running
away
after
the
explosion.
They
spotted
several
men
running
from
the
scene
and
fired
at
them...
they
missed.
[Slaine]
Holy
Smokes
like
Jesus
blessed
my
Kools
Like
I
was
in
Catholic
school
getting
arrested
for
tools
I
make
a,
mess
of
these
fools
turn
em
to
vegetables
Turn
em,
I'm
determined
to
be
as
stupid
as
the
rest
of
yous
Got
bitches
blowin
me
suckin
my
testicles
F
the
rules,
f**k
the
game
and
your
necklace
jewels
Tuck
your
chain
you
in
the
club
with
the
exxy
chewed
There's
a
price
on
my
head
you
don′t
wanna
be
next
to
me
dude
Isn′t
it
true,
isn't
it
smart
drinkin
brews,
winter
is
dark
I
enter
the
placenta
with
venom
to
chop
Unsentimental,
I′m
mental
shootin
enemies
hot,
from
bullets
As
soon
as
he
goes
there
he
went
in
a
box,
look
at
me
A
crook
and
he's
crookedly
playin
chess
You
rookies
are
playin
checkers
at
best
So
you
pawns
that
tried
rookin
me
You′re
playin
the
dirty
dorito
eating
the
ookie
cookie
Lookie
lookie,
at
these
faggot
ass
pussies
are
all
shook
of
me
I'm
back
up
in
this
bitch
to
reclaim
what
was
took
from
me
Came
up
in
this
game
to
be
everything
you
couldn′t
be
Walk
crookedly
drunk,
with
a
humongous
toaster
I'm
immediate
like
a
meteorite
that
keeps
coming
closer
[Sample]
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Our
strategy
is
nuts,
the
effective
use
of
guerilla
warfare
we
will
eventually
suck
the
political
wealth
of
the
government.
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