Lyrics
:::Loud Glass Shattering::
:::Beat comes in:::
Twysted mc:Put ya hands up,Put them Hands up,Put ya hands up,Put them hands up ,yo,yo,yo..
Background Voice:Apathy has arrived,Apathy is here,Apathy has arrived Now tell em about when it was near...
Verse 1:
Before Apathy, rolled right past me,
told to stand up for my purpose,Or you'll be having,
Nightmares haunting you to ya grave,
So for my dawgs flippin bricks every which way,
For the son that never had a father there to pat him on his back threw his hard days,
Be strong,lack concern,
Cuz This is Your day,
Show the archenemys that you dont give a damn,
Reach for any firearm,and shoot it off till your fingers Gettin jammed,
Dont get caught up in the idea of no vengefulness,
Men in blue could have u caught up in prison,so hence this,
500 years of tolerance,but have we yet to torment?,
What about our uncertaintys,Misjustice and abortion?,
What About The kids that wake up to nada?,
While we uptight Americans Walk around laced in prada,
Got alot of nerve 4 percent of the worlds population?,
fighting for what i beileve in , world recreation
Chorus:Apathy has arrived ,Apathy is here,Apathy has arrived ima tell em why and about when it was near(2x)
Verse 2:
When the Change was runnin low,Bush will probabaly start draftin at any minute,
And wont give a shit about who gets harmed,probabaly start draftin women soon,so many men in,
doing time hard,serving a life sentence,
And for what,Mostly defending themselves in a world that's got to have,
Money over Comfort,Tighten up security Before they pass,
Food or clothing out to those workind hard to survive in the streets,busting they ass?
I dont get it,You cant tell anyone its safe ,Unless everyone has equal ownership,
And how you can do that when half of the world is fuckin homeless,
I know that myself and im not even liable to drink yet,
What about the young ones gettin shot up in schools,to them gangbangers bring techs,
And yall are more focused on keeping the poor in there place,
Its such a disgrace i was driving down 195 pondering about everything its so fucked up,and then my ride started spinning out of place,
(Chorus Repeat 2x)
Verse 3:
When y2k striked,had to Get yours or it'll be to late for you to wake up,
Wake up with tanks parked outside your residence,tellin everyone to break it up,
Snatchin ya children,Takin there hand against will,now hows that gonna feel?
You will know very soon,and i dont mean soon like ina few years,
I mean soon like in a few months,
Our system is all not prepared for whats about to happen,So yall can come,
With me im about to form my own army,To protect my people because we hardly can see,
The lies behind the presidents eyes,He dont care about those living behind the hard lines,
Known as ghetto's in slums,or just barely makin minimum wage,And anyone trying to stop me is gettin thrown in my trunk,
I thought i told you...
Chorus Repeat 2x
