CELPH TITLED - Skrilla Guerilla Freestyle lyrics

rate me

[Intro:]

Yeah, what's pimpulatin' motherfuckers? Celph Titled, aka O.J. Pimpson. Bwoy

Fuck everybody. Let's do this shit. Yo, yeah, check it

I told the skrilla guerilla never shave your back

Cause the god say grizzly in this game of rap

Aim the gat, point it at your left nipple for shizzle

Bring the beef here, I handle it to the gristle

Launch a missile

That's what I'm known for

Hand grenades and napalm cords

Lay you flat, run your ass over with lawn movers

Your soft rap, I ain't feelin' that

I treat your wig like a decal and peel your cap

Your little demo makin' niggas wish you could be me

I'll turn your face blue

Lookin' like the bottom of your CD

See me?

I got chainsaws with remote controls

Chase you down the block, chop your head down to provolone

Rip off the T.V. antenna, while you watchin' Opera

Stab your chest and leave more holes than Caddyshack gophers

Straight out of motherfuckin' Tampa like the Devil Rays

Took a trip to Hell and snatched the chicken off the Devil's plate