CELPH TITLED & BUCKWILD

CELPH TITLED & BUCKWILD - Swashbuckling lyrics

rate me

[Intro: from the movie "Juice"]

I'll hold on to the gun.

Why should he hold onto the gun?

Cause I already got it motherfucka!

[Scratches: Apathy 'A.O.T.P.']

"Apathy attacks like asteroids or avalanches"

[Verse 1: Apathy]

Welcome to hell, I'm Lucifer's Lieutenant

In the School Of Hard Knocks I'm the superintendent

Treat a hoe like a hoe, why would you get offended?

When 90% of y'all are all stupid and pregnant

Bunch of freaks, hotter than summer heat

No wonder brothers creep

Pick up lines work when she's slower than a southern beat

I'm livin' proof I can get any spoofs

To make rappers turn pussy I'm a give 'em a douche

My shit is the truth

North Face and Timberland boots

I'm '92 2Pac, readin' scripts for "Juice"

Yeaaaah

You got the cash, I'm a rob your ass

Stick you with a stocking mask

(You out for the doe)

C'mon you gotta ask?

I'm good with the guns, good with the funds

One of your shit will get done

Riddle your body with metal better get rid of the evidence before the detectives come

So clear a path for the bully in a bull dozer

Booby trap the trunk with a pump in case I get pulled over

[Sirens] [gun shots]

"You're welcome. You're all welcome! "

[Gun shot]

[Scratches]

"The fuck you wanna do, come and see Ryu" - Ryu 'Godz In The Front'

[Verse 2: Ryu]

Lord have mercy these dudes are dookey

I don't even wanna hear it, please somebody shoot me

Put me out of my misery quick, I am through givin' a shit

I am officially on a mission from a different planet

A solar system with some nerdy equipment

I got the faggotron cannon pointed at your position

So quick and efficient

Come have a listen for yourself, take a peek at my kitchen

You better loosen up your belt

My flavor than a frickin' rotisserie chicken

Who left the mic on?

Holy shit, Jimmy Crickets, I am an icon

Turn the lights on when I finish

I treat beats like a pipe bomb and I just lit it

Fuck your iPod and every trash rapper that's in it

Come snuggle with a python, it's fun for minutes

It's been a lifelong dream, now I'm seein' the fruit

The DGC killin' machine, R-Y-U

Suck it

"Y'all came in to see a show. We want everybody cooperation, in the place tonight."

[Scratches: 7L & Esoteric 'Speaking Real Words']

It's Esoteric, what you expect dude?

[Verse 3: Esoteric]

Ayo ready set, machete rip

Block kid that'll never jet

The coolest? motherfucker that you ever met

You got the nerve to spit about how you murder cliques and bust guns

But those are just two other words for for tits and cock hammers

And those are just two other words for dicks

And for a couple clowns like y'all it seems that's a perfect fit

It's like, make yourself a dang casadilla

I'm drunk off this Buckwild shit, don't let me near that case of Miller

She's a gentle lady killer, for reala, erase your bill

Above Freddie, Jason, Godzilla, I'm devastation, Attila

Y'all cats be on the bus like you're fresh from jail

The carrots y'all be holding is for your son's lunch pail

I unveil the unreal, a done deal, you punks fail

Shit, we go in on beats like y'all go in on two for one sales

And I assume you know my man Celph

Remove your piece from the Pterodactyl, y'all be Dinosaur Jr.s

And I'm out

"Believe me sir, he's not human!

But are you aware that he tortured them with a refinement of cruelty? "

[Scratches: Celph Titled 'Playin' With Fire']

"Celph Titled's known as a gangster to some"

[Verse 4: Celph Titled]

Fuck a bitch, I'm on some borderline rape shit

I'm puttin' one in the oven and it ain't a fuckin' Duncan Hines cake mix

I will put a few stacks on your spine

You are a money back guarantee, plus I'm out my mind

Where's the catering service?

I need to feed my ego

Sit at home, smoke, collect checks and eat Doritos (yeah)

Drive around in a $60, 000 car

Douse your ma and pa, got at least 60 gallons more

Manipulate metaphors, I am rhymin' raw

I'm am the Human Torch, of course I got fire raw

So henceforth

What you say is irrelevant

I'll put the metal in your chin like Kanye's skeleton (oh my)

Disintegrate flesh when skin enzymes chew

(Even your windpipe too?)

The hollows went right through

My marksman trainin' is I'll when I clap and spark it

Use your kids trainin' wheel as a practice target

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