Never Fall Off - Apathy, A.G.

The Babylon baby, walk amongst the lords and the ladies

Blood full of rabies, I’m straight outta Hades

Made from the elements of hatred, it’s evident

Raised in the era when Reagan was President

The mark of the beast, see 'em march through the streets

Bodyguards and police, body parts of deceased

Edit parts of their speech;

get the hearts of the weak

Study cellphone records, credit cards and receipts

Ghost nation, zombies who love to watch zombies

Governments who emulate Nazis and Commies

Ponzi schemes, big dreams and dirty laundry

Cancer causin' chemicals are constantly on me

The food’s full of poison the book’s full of lies

Planes fly by leavin' trails in the skies

Eyes full of tears pour beers for they lives

I’m snatchin' up capes every time a hero dies

Got that Summertime shine, New Era’s and Air Max’s

Money under the mattress, money hungry and Fascist

Muddy bloody with axes, sticky with blood of rappers

Wrapped up in bloody rags, Saran wraps and plastics

Blood plasma that’s plastered and splattered, shattered and fractured

You maggots and scattered fragments all over your finer fabrics

I don’t believe in magic, only in mathematics

Bullets in automatics and medicine for these addicts

I make moves like a boss, never takin' a loss

We will never… fall… off

It’s a cold, cold world but my heart pumps frost

We will never… fall… off

I stay gettin' money, never rhyme soft

Middle finger in the air for suckers who fell off

I stay gettin' money, never rhyme soft

Middle finger in the air for suckers who fell off

It’s A.G. and I was raised in the dirty

Named my son after the borough that birthed me

Named my daughter after the borough that birthed me

Mastered the music never studied at Berklee

Said it’s your house but you never home

Said he fly, looks to me like you never flown

More powerful than crack, this shit is like adrenochrome

I bag it and push it like a Salt-N-Pepa song

Public Enemy, Welcome to the Terrordome

You shoulda known better, I’m just better known

God don’t fight for crowns and thrones

Casualty of war, he died on a metronome

Listen homie my shit is extra stone

To paraphrase it, I need to be left alone

Same home as Kris Parker

Andre’s a warrior don’t confuse him with Iguodala

I’m legendary compare me to Chupacabra

Cherish the day, same shit I do tomorrow

I’ve seen glory, seen drama

Can’t wait to reincarnate so I can see Arthur

P-80 to ya mind, you suffer glaucoma

Take one for the team;

I killed him for the culture

Split your pumpkin and it’s not October

I will never fall, great like I’m supposed to

I make moves like a boss, never takin' a loss

We will never… fall… off

It’s a cold, cold world but my heart pumps frost

We will never… fall… off

I stay gettin' money, never rhyme soft

Middle finger in the air for suckers who fell off

I stay gettin' money, never rhyme soft

Middle finger in the air for suckers who fell off

Never fallin', never fallin'

I ain’t never fell off

Never fallin', never fallin'

I ain’t never fell off

Never fallin', never fallin'

I ain’t never fell off

Never fallin', never fallin'

I ain’t never fell off

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