"You know in the good days. We'd have a smart like you fitted for a pair of cement pajamas For a sleep at the bottom of the river."
[Speaking: Celph Yeah, Titled aka Jesus Ice. the chrome for all your horseless headman motherfuckers
[Verse 1: Titled] You hear the sound of ricochet you better duck to Appetite for After the lead I suck the shells Chrome Depot art form It's I need a female with Kelly physique I'm in the noddin' This ain't for the I stay givin' it to pussies whether I use my or I use my penis It's a full moon and my came with grey nines Now you speechless, with your hands up a gay mime I heard Satan shit and had to pistol whip the bitch Put a crack in his Became Malkovitch In my casket with a poker I'm dead Ricky Ricardo on some conspiracy shit I'm goin' Hollywood in three seconds Detonate the You'll need a chin for that fitted cap No effects, these are real torpedoes Catch my film live on MTV Making The Video
Y'all wanna see a for free? [Ol' Dirty 'Brooklyn Zoo':] "You can suck my dick" You broke and want a beat me? "You can my dick" All you that get offended "You can my dick" Conscious tryin' to talk shit "You can my dick" Bitches they doin' favors "You can my dick" All you critics and haters "You can my dick" If you have my money on hand [Show & AG:] "Now which part of 'Suck my dick' you understand"
2: Celph Titled] I really love it when these bitches cursin' at me It's like they to God, don't take it personally Come at me and get twisted backwards Hollow points move forwards in all directions the 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 feet an Iceberg scarf Out Con Edison's? in Central Park Crusada with a baked potato Stuck in the nozzle so the gun blast like space invader phases Homo rap cats, y'all some undercover You photo shoot look like a Tevin album cover Chillin' in Tampa Bay, 100 degrees a ski mask A desperado type of nigga (believe dat) My man J-Zone made a track for me to to And show these motherfuckers a crazy spic will do
Y'all don't like rhymes "You can my dick" You don't see me shine "You can my dick" I won't use my Beretta "You can my dick" jealous and think you're better "You can my dick" Want me to you demo tape "You can my dick" wanna say it to my face "You can my dick" You think I fear man "Now which part of 'suck my dick' don't you "
"Who are " "The man with a gun. Pow. How bout " "Suck my dick" "Suck my... " [Snoop Dogg Day':] "With my nuts on your tonsil"
[Verse 3: Titled] me What's all this rap about? Fuckin' with me, the thing comin' off your dome is ya scalp You probably think I fantasize of a tech I'd punch your teeth till they poke out the back of your neck out Knockin' out jake, his jaw Now that's what the I call, layin' down the law renown king of punchlines Grimy rap, shit Spit harder than a nervous gun with clips twelve inch will destruct when I'm dead And you'll be wonderin', "You think he went to Hell for all that he said? " I'm formin' a group with real Chi Ali, Steady-B, Cool C, rappers with rap sheets And nasty with beats Put more crack in the When 808 bass kicks, shit My hits... Way beyond the San Godly With Elvis and 2Pac at my record party
You're an hoe but still "You can my dick" You don't think this is I'll "You can my dick" You like my choice of words "You can my dick" Think you could spit a verse? "You can my dick" You think you got the crew? "You can my dick" And act hard in "You can my dick" You ain't a Celph fan "Now part of 'Suck my dick' don't you understand? " "Suck my dick" "Suck my dick" "Suck my... " "You can my... "