作曲 : Celph Titled ... Yo, first I sprinkle a verse By adding words, rhymes Flippin' 'em in to a verse with lines Then i'ma hit 'em with spurts rhyme Then i'ma let 'em and split 'em and add Feelin' my wrath Vagrantly depart to the south so dirty You want to be given a bath Give it a pathological lie to deny that i'm nice And the truth hurts (ow) Wearin' a blue *******rt the best buy for the price Figure, Six guys this live and nice on the mic So don't dis us because we're fly, Until you try what it's like I'm liable to Slice at these emcee bastards Leaving their knees fractured Needing every piece of their teeth re-crafted So don't front 'cause I see past it You're harmless like wolverines adamantium claws When they're retracted The scene's backlit, It seems static will wreak havoc A beat battered, I'll keep rappin' In leech battle, will dreams shatter In three nanoseconds (damn) Count your patients, One step to Tonedeff You're gone in sixty seconds like Nicholas Cage is [Deacon] I leave you riddled with basics There's no need for complexity To be beside myself I need God next to me Just kiddin' I'm partially bull *******ttin' The only time I take a loss *******'s When I lose kittens I pitch *******t past 'ya, no matter who's hittin' I don't capsize boats, But I got crews flippin' You catch it? the message needs *******yzation Step and your boys will be pouring alcoholic libations I flew sick, you knew this I'll puzzle you, doofus ******* mental In the stretcher went to a physical Rubix It will take more than stick to rearrange it then change it His language is so strange, how do we contain it? You can't just paint this stuff up on a canvas You have to get the mental picture To begin to understand this So, Anticipate defeat, the league chances Got your head speared, no lances Doing burial dances [sankofa] I'm giving forty like with speech imediments Each other threat causes confident cats to stutter, Step caught a reputation down the sides: Too raw for porn overdubs, plates of leftovers Eat some warmed over Thug's a jaded wordsmith, Bleeding ghost writer's pen's dry Get on other rapper's nerves Corroding dead, dried sweat My thoughts connect, You ought to step away fast, It seems I gave cats "hey that's the way they make tracks" Forget a scare, I'm not generous, kid Split society of (?) and indented in (?) Independently sick And this is just a quick reminder If you was to pick a cipher Then I'll bust you quick to Rikers All expenses paid, no questions asked I'll get open in the cut and we can flesh your gash Cat, relax. Man, the last time I took a breather I got brought up on murder charges Start the crooked finger [Kno] Yo, I'm not the fella to riff with I'm so nice Mr. Rogers sued my ass
Roll with henchmen, Not, we'll switch heads From wanna be thugs to 24/7 ******* kids Topping my *******tlist Production cat bastards want jiggy beats For some whack rappers Switch my style if you're tryin' to play, My beats will maraud your ass any time of day Like Deuce Bigalow's chick, Whenever your through *******t People see you and holler "That's one huge *******!" *******t, when the LP rolls out The source will be forced to make the quotables A three page fold-out No doubt, I'm fed up with this whack *******t Ballin the next gear, wearing Abercrombie and Fitch Any Jiggy rapper acting fly on the radio Is getting pulled out of rotation like a Firestone radial [Kashal Tee] Kashal Tee, the hip hop scene I fathom Let people know my windows belt keeps my jeans from sagging It seems I'm raggin, But fiends been naggin' for my next release I apply all my expertise to make them extra pleased Even get the breaks to peace that make a brother feel this All I do is independent, like double helix Selling out? well I hope that you're not But how else could you afford all the soap that you drop? You can't ******* wit me, yo, kid look Taking me out ain't no small feat, you ain't bigfoot You should know who the heck you're facing 'cause my reputation leaves no room for speculation Now battle, is that you want to do? What kind of man are you? I bet you sit on a urinal too Now that it's proven to you You got a lot to tell us, Them got your heart skipping beats like acappellas [Celph-titled] I'll be a mythic author, Writing poems on tombstones Celph-titled and, ******* you couldn't bring home I'm at the crib wit your ******* givin' me slow head Split you up in more pieces than when Jesus broke bread My click is raw, be prepared when you meet us Kill an unborn baby and you still couldn't de-fetus (ooh) I don't battle with rhymes, I'd rather battle with nines Instead of using my mind I'd rather shatter your spine The closest you ever came to a punch line, Was waiting for refreshments at the prom in '******* I'm super crafty, super nasty, super rhaspy ******' ******* with super asscheeks You ******g *******s don't know the raw speeches I beat a ******* untill her whole body turns to cleavage I'm hyperactive so I drink decaffeinated My left jab is fatal, leave your cats decapitated!
作曲 : Celph Titled ... Yo, first I sprinkle a verse By adding words, rhymes Flippin' 'em in to a verse with lines Then i'ma hit 'em with spurts rhyme Then i'ma let 'em and split 'em and add Feelin' my wrath Vagrantly depart to the south so dirty You want to be given a bath Give it a pathological lie to deny that i'm nice And the truth hurts (ow) Wearin' a blue *******rt the best buy for the price Figure, Six guys this live and nice on the mic So don't dis us because we're fly, Until you try what it's like I'm liable to Slice at these emcee bastards Leaving their knees fractured Needing every piece of their teeth re-crafted So don't front 'cause I see past it You're harmless like wolverines adamantium claws When they're retracted The scene's backlit, It seems static will wreak havoc A beat battered, I'll keep rappin' In leech battle, will dreams shatter In three nanoseconds (damn) Count your patients, One step to Tonedeff You're gone in sixty seconds like Nicholas Cage is [Deacon] I leave you riddled with basics There's no need for complexity To be beside myself I need God next to me Just kiddin' I'm partially bull *******ttin' The only time I take a loss *******'s When I lose kittens I pitch *******t past 'ya, no matter who's hittin' I don't capsize boats, But I got crews flippin' You catch it? the message needs *******yzation Step and your boys will be pouring alcoholic libations I flew sick, you knew this I'll puzzle you, doofus ******* mental In the stretcher went to a physical Rubix It will take more than stick to rearrange it then change it His language is so strange, how do we contain it? You can't just paint this stuff up on a canvas You have to get the mental picture To begin to understand this So, Anticipate defeat, the league chances Got your head speared, no lances Doing burial dances [sankofa] I'm giving forty like with speech imediments Each other threat causes confident cats to stutter, Step caught a reputation down the sides: Too raw for porn overdubs, plates of leftovers Eat some warmed over Thug's a jaded wordsmith, Bleeding ghost writer's pen's dry Get on other rapper's nerves Corroding dead, dried sweat My thoughts connect, You ought to step away fast, It seems I gave cats "hey that's the way they make tracks" Forget a scare, I'm not generous, kid Split society of (?) and indented in (?) Independently sick And this is just a quick reminder If you was to pick a cipher Then I'll bust you quick to Rikers All expenses paid, no questions asked I'll get open in the cut and we can flesh your gash Cat, relax. Man, the last time I took a breather I got brought up on murder charges Start the crooked finger [Kno] Yo, I'm not the fella to riff with I'm so nice Mr. Rogers sued my ass
Roll with henchmen, Not, we'll switch heads From wanna be thugs to 24/7 ******* kids Topping my *******tlist Production cat bastards want jiggy beats For some whack rappers Switch my style if you're tryin' to play, My beats will maraud your ass any time of day Like Deuce Bigalow's chick, Whenever your through *******t People see you and holler "That's one huge *******!" *******t, when the LP rolls out The source will be forced to make the quotables A three page fold-out No doubt, I'm fed up with this whack *******t Ballin the next gear, wearing Abercrombie and Fitch Any Jiggy rapper acting fly on the radio Is getting pulled out of rotation like a Firestone radial [Kashal Tee] Kashal Tee, the hip hop scene I fathom Let people know my windows belt keeps my jeans from sagging It seems I'm raggin, But fiends been naggin' for my next release I apply all my expertise to make them extra pleased Even get the breaks to peace that make a brother feel this All I do is independent, like double helix Selling out? well I hope that you're not But how else could you afford all the soap that you drop? You can't ******* wit me, yo, kid look Taking me out ain't no small feat, you ain't bigfoot You should know who the heck you're facing 'cause my reputation leaves no room for speculation Now battle, is that you want to do? What kind of man are you? I bet you sit on a urinal too Now that it's proven to you You got a lot to tell us, Them got your heart skipping beats like acappellas [Celph-titled] I'll be a mythic author, Writing poems on tombstones Celph-titled and, ******* you couldn't bring home I'm at the crib wit your ******* givin' me slow head Split you up in more pieces than when Jesus broke bread My click is raw, be prepared when you meet us Kill an unborn baby and you still couldn't de-fetus (ooh) I don't battle with rhymes, I'd rather battle with nines Instead of using my mind I'd rather shatter your spine The closest you ever came to a punch line, Was waiting for refreshments at the prom in '******* I'm super crafty, super nasty, super rhaspy ******' ******* with super asscheeks You ******g *******s don't know the raw speeches I beat a ******* untill her whole body turns to cleavage I'm hyperactive so I drink decaffeinated My left jab is fatal, leave your cats decapitated!
