[Lyric] Jesus Gun Ap Demo Version (Apathy & Celph Titled)

[Verse repeated]
Mathematician, magician, rapping addiction
My written, half of it's fiction, precision crafted for spitting
I'm splitting atoms like fission, envision
Wrath I'm inflicting, it's sickening
Half of these vixens is pigeons, after the whips and the chips
And acting like chickens who tricking, trapping, and tripping
So listen, Ap is the missing chapter: the master edition, envision
Crack in the kitchen that's mixed with battery acid that's drippin', I'm droppin' a droplet a toxic concoction, a composition
The fact or it's fiction, I'm givin' crackers a whippin'
Relax 'em like a Craftmatic adjustable mattress position
I rap with precision, Iraqis on radical missions
Eradicate the irrational rations last in the distance
Give ya forty lashes, lacerate ya ligaments
When Ap'll display the raps it activates the ignorance
Decapitate an innocent virgin squirming for freedom
I bleed em out and beat 'em, chop their body up and eat 'em