CELPH TITLED - Panic lyrics

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[xzibit:] "Hard to the core"

[xzibit:] "Watch you panic like the bitch you are"

[Verse 1: Celph Titled]

Yo, right about now, the shit I'm spittin' will make the world stop

Celph Titled, the trifest nigga to run blocks

Me and my man Freddie N.U.K.E.S. get the bitches quick

Inconsiderate conglomerate, I got the sickest clique

We rip the heart out of nigga, while he be still breathin'

Matter of fact, I won't let up until you stop bleedin'

I'm a pimp with the essence of Lucifer

And y'all couldn't get head if you was a guillotine executioner

In the street I hope your show your love

A lot of rappers act hard but really homo thugs

I stay in New York city where it ain't easy to live

Be some sheisty motherfuckers, bring the Ds to your crib

I've been long awaited, but now I'm finally coming out

Try to sabotage me and get a gun up in your mouth

We speak slang-nology, study it

We can go gun for gun and find which nigga be the cruddiest

This shit is off the meat rack and I slice faggots with a sleek hatchet

And send your body home in three packages

Fuck good behavior

I got a hundred different ways to rearrange ya

My disclaimer spell out "Danger"

I push weight like shovin' people at Disney lines

I wrote the runs of the game

You followin' these raw rhymes

I'm mainly known for beats but I'm tryin' to dead that

Show you how I spit and have niggas be like, "Who said that?! "

[Chorus x2: Scratch]

"Boom"

"Hard to the core"

"Watch you panic like the bitch you are"

"Boom"

"Read my lips"

"Watch you panic like the bitch you are"

[Talking: Fred N.U.K.E.S.]

Yeah, RichBums, Celph Titled, Fred N.U.K.E.S., you know the deal.

Uh, yeah, it goes, "Boom".

Yeah, smash somethin'. Uh, check that guitar.

[Verse 2: Fred N.U.K.E.S.]

Never catch me strapless

Like a modern bra, fashionable statements

Live from TK to NY

My

Battleship, U-2, sunk your Battleship

Better paddle bitch or catch a full body stitch

Stupid snitch

I bustle fucks like scuttle butts

? Throw your face for those who that's a boy cut?

Charge you big bucks, merchandisin'

Inevitably

(Fred N.U.K.E.S. from Mattel!)

Each sold separately

I call the shots like a referee

Don't mess with me

Cuts in my eye by Scarface, a true G

Turn into slam shots by the bar

Too old sew but try to act, like Fredro Star

Never poor

Never cease to amaze

Defender of the town, Denmark's the home base

You rap bass, expand hip hop, most I wreck

Y'all follow this?

The bandwagon effect

[Chorus: Scratch]