"You know in the good days. We'd have a punk like you fitted for a pair of cement pajamas For a sleep at the bottom of the river."
Celph Titled] Yeah, Celph aka Jesus Ice. Shinin' the chrome for all your horseless motherfuckers
1: Celph Titled] You hear the sound of ricochet you better to Hell for destruction After the lead I suck the shells Chrome Depot culinary art magnifique I need a with Kelly Price physique I'm in the noddin' This for the squeamish I stay givin' it to whether I use my knife or I use my penis It's a moon and my K-9's came with grey nines Now you speechless, with hands up like a gay mime I heard Satan talkin' shit and had to pistol whip the Put a in his horns John Malkovitch In my casket with a poker I'm dead Ricky Ricardo on some conspiracy theory I'm goin' Hollywood in three flat Detonate the need a chin strap for that fitted cap No special effects, these are real Catch my snuff film live on MTV Making The
Y'all wanna see a for free? [Ol' Dirty Bastard 'Brooklyn Zoo':] "You can my dick" You broke and want a from me? "You can my dick" All you fags that get "You can my dick" Conscious tryin' to talk shit "You can my dick" Bitches think doin' favors "You can my dick" All you critics and player "You can my dick" If you don't have my money on [Show & AG:] "Now which part of 'Suck my don't you understand"
2: Celph Titled] I really love it when these bitches cursin' at me like they swearin' to God, don't take it personally Come at me sideways and get backwards Hollow points forwards in all directions the outcomes disastrous You call the psych hot line and find out if my glock nine Will leave you bleedin' in a shirt that "Stop Crime" Chain down to my rockin' an Iceberg scarf Out Con Edison's? in Central Park Caped with a baked potato in the nozzle so the gun blast sounds like space invader phases Homo rap cats, y'all some undercover You shoot look like a Tevin Campbell album cover in Tampa Bay, 100 degrees with a ski mask A dirty desperado of nigga (believe dat) My man J-Zone a track for me to spit to And show these motherfuckers what a crazy will do
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3: Celph Titled] me What's all this rap shit Fuckin' with me, the only thing off your dome is ya scalp You think I fantasize of blastin' a tech I'd rather your teeth till they poke out the back of your neck out Knockin' out jake, his jaw Now what the fuck I call, layin' down the law renown king of punchlines Grimy rap, gangsta Spit harder a nervous gun with anxious clips twelve inch will destruct when I'm dead And be wonderin', "You think he went to Hell for all that shit he said? " I'm formin' a group real criminals Chi Ali, Steady-B, Cool C, with real rap sheets And nasty tracks beats Put more crack in the When 808 bass kicks, breaks My hits... Way the San Andreas Godly With Elvis and 2Pac at my record release
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