Run For Your Life

[Verse 1: O.C.] Antarctica Cold while the flow unfolds, listen While I breath through sixteens and twenty-fours Rappers I leave froze, suspended in the mist Of a green glow as if I'm Green Lantern with his ring on Different dimensions I'm in tune with mind, body and spirit Which mix would I do? So authentic I reach deep, pulling out scenes of cinema action and drama Dark comedy and horror So long as I'm honest in this world of give and take a change artist Freeing my words can be cathartic Bombarded by the image to fit in and get accepted With honest this game is fickled so shit ain't promised Best bet to change careers, I'm sort of a seer At times things are hazy or I see quite clear To be accepted by my peers nowaday's a pleasure principle so Pleading the case with no facts is inadmissible [Hook: Apathy] You better run for your life Stay inside at night You better run for your life It's the end of the world as you know it [Verse 2: Apathy] Walking through the desert, canteens full of gasoline Makeshift torch fashioned from a fashion magazine I don't wear that skirt shit, I ain't on some Earth shit Travel from the further scratches of the universe shit Greatest rappers ever known until they master how to clone Electrodes are on my skull, grafts snapping out my dome I'm R.A.W., Fukushima sushi The shit I do to groupies is gruesome as horror movies Talk to me, my language is more ancient than Latin I'll flatten these suckers rapping like boxers after you packing A pact of the rap, rattles your dishes up in the cupboard Discovered I'm so powerful my whole house hovered Above the ground, about six feet, for like six weeks You think shit's sweet? I'll sweep the Legoland pipsqueaks Cobra-Kai nuclear wind and look at the glowing sky Blowing by the competition, compositions written by the most high [Hook: Apathy] You better run for your life Stay inside at night You better run for your life It's the end of the world as you know it