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Fenwick (Maxi​-​Single)

by Apathy

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Lyrics: [Verse 1: Apathy] Ayo CT forever, we settin' sail in the morning Waterfront property, boat dock and a mooring I’m from where the Sox and Yankees fans be warrin' Sell a multi-million mansion when I’m not tourin' Girls be lookin' good, all exotic and foreign A private puddle-jumper to Block Island we soarin' Katharine Hepburnin' our money, move out to Fenwick Never had to make a comeback, baby, I been sick Rockin' Jimi Hendrix, all our summers are endless Cause we them paid dues, shed blood in the trenches While y'all sat on the benches, scared like little bitches We was formin' LLCs and doin' business Porsches, cribs, with the wrap around porches Four hundred guns fortified like a fortress When we movin' ammo, we need pallets and forklifts Suckas tryin' to play hardcore become corpses North Swell jackets on our backs, white Pats hats Got the boats out on the water where white caps crash I don’t remember last night but slight flashbacks Tell me we was movin’ some bags with tight cash stacks Yacht Club dues fees all up to date You'd think I had bulimia how I cut the weight We still pushin' them shirts sayin' "fuck the fakes" Touch the paper, you'll get uppercut to space [Chorus: Kappa Gamma] On the open sea Never felt so free Y'all know my steez Feel the ocean breeze Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves out) Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves out) Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves out) Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves...) [Verse 2: Apathy] Ayo CT the greatest, we never acknowledge haters Calhoun status, the savagest college players Tate George last second shot to murder Clemson Rappers who yappin', I’ll slap 'em out the third dimension Speedboat dippin', skippin', gotta hold the bucket down Nantucket bound, they celebrate when we come around The whole Block Island sound is my hood I got imitators but none of 'em be soundin' as good Got them Xtratuf boots and a cooler full of stripers Clean and guttin' fishes like what I do to ciphers Cigarette smokin' grandmothers speaking righteous Words of pure wisdom while cursin' they arthritis This is every summer, every borough and block I been rockin' for three decades, I'm too thorough to stop I started with real estate and straight set up shop Selling mad houses even if the rates don't drop So now I'm headin' back to Fenwick tryin' to birdie the courses Welfare to Wall Street, what a metamorphosis There's Kennedy in my genetics but not enough My great great great grandparents just had it rough So I'm sitting here gettin' that paper to add it up Make a pile, stack it up, grab the cue, rack 'em up Y'all don't know a flex like ownin' a house in Essex Much love from Connecticut the muthafuckin' freshest [Chorus: Kappa Gamma] On the open sea Never felt so free Y'all know my steez Feel the ocean breeze Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves out) Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves out) Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves out) Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves out)
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Lyrics: [Verse 1: Apathy] Ayo CT forever, we settin' sail in the morning Waterfront property, boat dock and a mooring I’m from where the Sox and Yankees fans be warrin' Sell a multi-million mansion when I’m not tourin' Girls be lookin' good, all exotic and foreign A private puddle-jumper to Block Island we soarin' Katharine Hepburnin' our money, move out to Fenwick Never had to make a comeback, baby, I been sick Rockin' Jimi Hendrix, all our summers are endless Cause we them paid dues, shed blood in the trenches While y'all sat on the benches, scared like little *****es We was formin' LLCs and doin' business Porsches, cribs, with the wrap around porches Four hundred guns fortified like a fortress When we movin' ammo, we need pallets and forklifts Suckas tryin' to play hardcore become corpses North Swell jackets on our backs, white Pats hats Got the boats out on the water where white caps crash I don’t remember last night but slight flashbacks Tell me we was movin’ some bags with tight cash stacks Yacht Club dues fees all up to date You'd think I had bulimia how I cut the weight We still pushin' them shirts sayin' "**** the fakes" Touch the paper, you'll get uppercut to space [Chorus: Kappa Gamma] On the open sea Never felt so free Y'all know my steez Feel the ocean breeze Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves out) Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves out) Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves out) Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves...) [Verse 2: Apathy] Ayo CT the greatest, we never acknowledge haters Calhoun status, the savagest college players Tate George last second shot to murder Clemson Rappers who yappin', I’ll slap 'em out the third dimension Speedboat dippin', skippin', gotta hold the bucket down Nantucket bound, they celebrate when we come around The whole Block Island sound is my hood I got imitators but none of 'em be soundin' as good Got them Xtratuf boots and a cooler full of stripers Clean and guttin' fishes like what I do to ciphers Cigarette smokin' grandmothers speaking righteous Words of pure wisdom while cursin' they arthritis This is every summer, every borough and block I been rockin' for three decades, I'm too thorough to stop I started with real estate and straight set up shop Selling mad houses even if the rates don't drop So now I'm headin' back to Fenwick tryin' to birdie the courses Welfare to Wall Street, what a metamorphosis There's Kennedy in my genetics but not enough My great great great grandparents just had it rough So I'm sitting here gettin' that paper to add it up Make a pile, stack it up, grab the cue, rack 'em up Y'all don't know a flex like ownin' a house in Essex Much love from Connecticut the mutha****in' freshest [Chorus: Kappa Gamma] On the open sea Never felt so free Y'all know my steez Feel the ocean breeze Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves out) Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves out) Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves out) Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves out)
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Lyrics: [Verse 1: Apathy] Ayo CT forever, we settin' sail in the morning Waterfront property, boat dock and a mooring I’m from where the Sox and Yankees fans be warrin' Sell a multi-million mansion when I’m not tourin' Girls be lookin' good, all exotic and foreign A private puddle-jumper to Block Island we soarin' Katharine Hepburnin' our money, move out to Fenwick Never had to make a comeback, baby, I been sick Rockin' Jimi Hendrix, all our summers are endless Cause we them paid dues, shed blood in the trenches While y'all sat on the benches, scared like little bitches We was formin' LLCs and doin' business Porsches, cribs, with the wrap around porches Four hundred guns fortified like a fortress When we movin' ammo, we need pallets and forklifts Suckas tryin' to play hardcore become corpses North Swell jackets on our backs, white Pats hats Got the boats out on the water where white caps crash I don’t remember last night but slight flashbacks Tell me we was movin’ some bags with tight cash stacks Yacht Club dues fees all up to date You'd think I had bulimia how I cut the weight We still pushin' them shirts sayin' "fuck the fakes" Touch the paper, you'll get uppercut to space [Chorus: Kappa Gamma] On the open sea Never felt so free Y'all know my steez Feel the ocean breeze Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves out) Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves out) Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves out) Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves...) [Verse 2: Apathy] Ayo CT the greatest, we never acknowledge haters Calhoun status, the savagest college players Tate George last second shot to murder Clemson Rappers who yappin', I’ll slap 'em out the third dimension Speedboat dippin', skippin', gotta hold the bucket down Nantucket bound, they celebrate when we come around The whole Block Island sound is my hood I got imitators but none of 'em be soundin' as good Got them Xtratuf boots and a cooler full of stripers Clean and guttin' fishes like what I do to ciphers Cigarette smokin' grandmothers speaking righteous Words of pure wisdom while cursin' they arthritis This is every summer, every borough and block I been rockin' for three decades, I'm too thorough to stop I started with real estate and straight set up shop Selling mad houses even if the rates don't drop So now I'm headin' back to Fenwick tryin' to birdie the courses Welfare to Wall Street, what a metamorphosis There's Kennedy in my genetics but not enough My great great great grandparents just had it rough So I'm sitting here gettin' that paper to add it up Make a pile, stack it up, grab the cue, rack 'em up Y'all don't know a flex like ownin' a house in Essex Much love from Connecticut the muthafuckin' freshest [Chorus: Kappa Gamma] On the open sea Never felt so free Y'all know my steez Feel the ocean breeze Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves out) Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves out) Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves out) Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves out)
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Lyrics: [Verse 1: Apathy] Ayo CT forever, we settin' sail in the morning Waterfront property, boat dock and a mooring I’m from where the Sox and Yankees fans be warrin' Sell a multi-million mansion when I’m not tourin' Girls be lookin' good, all exotic and foreign A private puddle-jumper to Block Island we soarin' Katharine Hepburnin' our money, move out to Fenwick Never had to make a comeback, baby, I been sick Rockin' Jimi Hendrix, all our summers are endless Cause we them paid dues, shed blood in the trenches While y'all sat on the benches, scared like little bitches We was formin' LLCs and doin' business Porsches, cribs, with the wrap around porches Four hundred guns fortified like a fortress When we movin' ammo, we need pallets and forklifts Suckas tryin' to play hardcore become corpses North Swell jackets on our backs, white Pats hats Got the boats out on the water where white caps crash I don’t remember last night but slight flashbacks Tell me we was movin’ some bags with tight cash stacks Yacht Club dues fees all up to date You'd think I had bulimia how I cut the weight We still pushin' them shirts sayin' "fuck the fakes" Touch the paper, you'll get uppercut to space [Chorus: Kappa Gamma] On the open sea Never felt so free Y'all know my steez Feel the ocean breeze Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves out) Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves out) Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves out) Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves...) [Verse 2: Apathy] Ayo CT the greatest, we never acknowledge haters Calhoun status, the savagest college players Tate George last second shot to murder Clemson Rappers who yappin', I’ll slap 'em out the third dimension Speedboat dippin', skippin', gotta hold the bucket down Nantucket bound, they celebrate when we come around The whole Block Island sound is my hood I got imitators but none of 'em be soundin' as good Got them Xtratuf boots and a cooler full of stripers Clean and guttin' fishes like what I do to ciphers Cigarette smokin' grandmothers speaking righteous Words of pure wisdom while cursin' they arthritis This is every summer, every borough and block I been rockin' for three decades, I'm too thorough to stop I started with real estate and straight set up shop Selling mad houses even if the rates don't drop So now I'm headin' back to Fenwick tryin' to birdie the courses Welfare to Wall Street, what a metamorphosis There's Kennedy in my genetics but not enough My great great great grandparents just had it rough So I'm sitting here gettin' that paper to add it up Make a pile, stack it up, grab the cue, rack 'em up Y'all don't know a flex like ownin' a house in Essex Much love from Connecticut the muthafuckin' freshest [Chorus: Kappa Gamma] On the open sea Never felt so free Y'all know my steez Feel the ocean breeze Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves out) Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves out) Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves out) Now breathe in now breathe out [Ap:] (Waves in, waves out)

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Maxi-single from the forthcoming full length album - "Connecticut Casual: Chapter II"

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released October 6, 2023

Produced by Playa Haze
Cover art by Pat Regan
Recorded, mixed, mastered and arranged by Apathy @ The Danger Room - New London, CT

Executive Producers: Apathy & Celph Titled
(c) 2023 Dirty Version Records
www.dirtyversionrecords.com

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Born to teenage parents in a working-class area of Connecticut, Apathy first discovered hip-hop at age five when his uncle played him Chaka Khan's 1984 song "I Feel for You" which featured a rap verse from Melle Mel. Instantly hooked, he began listening to rap incessantly, later soaking up the sounds of Gang Starr, Nas, and Organized Konfusion, all while penning his own rhymes. The legacy began... ... more

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