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[Intro: Celph Titled]

Yeah...muhfucka

It's Celph muthafuckin' Titled

M-o-t-i-v-e...Southpaw, what up baby?

Muthafuckin' Demigodz...muthafuckin' Doe Rakers

This how the fuck we get down

Yeah! Yo...

[Verse 1: Celph Titled]

You're muthafuckin' right I ain't dead yet, I'm back with a vengeance

Keep rappers on their toes every time I make an entrance

Who is it? Celph Titled and Motive: two soldiers from the 'godz with four-fifths

That'll throw your kids off the edge of a snow cliff

And fuck banana clips, I'm on some watermelon shit

You oughta call it quits, 'cause when the seeds spit every nigga gettin' hit

Come get me, ain't no alarm system, just grab your arms and rip 'em

Blood drippin', paint the Rubix Cuban emblem with 'em

A Spanish nigga that'll vanish niggas out their whole existence

Atheists want it with me, and then they go religious

I got bitches from your 'hood researchin' facts on you

Catch you at Mac-donalds and put the MAC on you

Blaat! Bomb you, and put that black bag on you

In the freezer, "Cold As Ice" like M.O.P.'s song do

So "What you want on your tombstone?" Ain't no pizza here

Fuck with Doe Rakers and you better keep them heaters near

[Chorus] (Repeat 3X)

"Wile out, fuck niggas up, laugh about it" <- Freeway

"Hahahahahaha HA!" <- RZA

[Scratched]

"Fuck niggas up" <- Freeway

[Verse 2: Southpaw Jones]

I'm a DR representative, of course I'ma represent

It's evident, this song is hard evidence

I'm presentin' my own authentic, intellectual methods

Of connectin' these raw sentences

My style is unperfected, yet it's still a force to be reckoned with

This isn't meant for the feminine, soft, or more sensitive

This is for my dogs livin' off the wall, relentlessness

That'll brawl at all costs, whether armed or weaponless

And for the record kid, this is beyond questionin'

I roll with a venemous squad of all veterans

That are never hesitant, not even for a second

To storm up in your residence and leave your vital parts and appendages

Hemorrhagin' to the point modern medicine

Couldn't mend the shit, leavin' your relatives to mournin' your remembrance

When it comes to the penmanship, I'm a perfectionist

'Cause hip-hop is the definition of what self expression is

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Motive]

Yo...I don't spit it, I live it, that's what make me so different

While y'all mimic, I paint a picture more vivid to help niggas to vision

Hatin' me is your decision, if you really listen

Understand why people got more faith in me than their religion

You can't deny it, these words is written

Best way to describe my lyrics is givin' verbal decision

Here's my prescription for MC's thinkin' they sickin'

Precise spittin' with competition for all mic collision

You see I've risen, plot to stay in position

I'm hot with intentions to knock this shit down at this prison (Yo!)

So who with it to get it, thinkin' this gimmick's by me?

I'm in it to have my digits have no limits like P

It's Mo', Celph, and Southpaw, no respect for cops' laws

Got a hundred grams in the top drawer

The Doe Rakers, we not your, the raw we knock off

Your funds and them guns, we pop off, nigga

[Chorus]