Apathy, Tak of S.O.B., Celph Titled - All Night lyrics
[Apathy, Tak of S.O.B., Celph Titled - All Night lyrics]
I'll break ya brain cells off at
The stem your status is stupider
Ap' is a nuclear blast
Heart blacker than Lucifer
I could sit and write a list of all
The shit I would do to ya
Head so big, I rest my fitted cap on Jupiter
You ain't built like this
You a soft carbon copy
A care bear compared to a auto-box rotty
For raps like crack I supply to the blacks
Drop pipes, cop mics
Say good-bye to your rocks
I'm a motherfuckin star
The status of John Lennon
Y'all are ordinary people
Singin' to John Legend
Write a track dissin' Ap'? Better X that out
I don't play that
Like rap in a redneck's house
I could have ya brain cells
Spinnin quicker than Sprewell's
Ya female e mailing me all ya details
I don't dig up dirt, I shake the Earth
And I never say names
I wouldn't waste a verse
Off of the top I'm hot
And when they dare me to write
Prepare to carry a mic to a burial site
I'm a pioneer fuckin' up stereotypes
I snatch chains as a kid
Made you carry ya bikes
I got an addiction to
Spitting shit is heroin-like
Story teller speak of hell
And the American plight money blower
Funny though it seems embarrassin' right?
Rock shows
Blow the do' on a pair of Air Nike's
All Night!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yo you know the rules
I cruise with a tough band
You in the fuckin closet with
Brooms and a dustpan i clean sweep ya fleet
Body softer than gelatin now you on the mic
Yeah right my life in ya skeleton dummy
I'm in the place
You can tell when it's bloody i freakin'
Pay for ya face grade and mail you the money
I'm ready I'm willin' to watch
Spy on seven that flinch
Let's see if I don't kill 'em
In five seconds or less
I keep comin' back like rashes on an infant
You don't wanna chance to
Clash with the magnificent
Seven of us, it's heaven but never enough
So I tighten the vice grip
So his head'll get crushed
Look, I'm out of sight now
Deep in this music
Leavin' 'em upside down, fiendin for new shit
Ribkat it's the roll power creep
In the booth quick blow a hole in ya back
Just to eat off a soup dish you bitch
Yo! The Demigod stands for killa's
More specifically we Deadly Entertainers
Maniac Ignorant GODzilla's and we
Never took the route them other crooks took
Cuz we kept recipes for human
Flesh in my mother's cookbook
Get souffled in more ways then ten
Celph Titled flow is chokin' the wind
My favorite pastime's soakin' in sin
The most accurate sharpshooter with no scope
Shoot with my left and watch you
All die from secondhand smoke
I'm reppin' my fam SO, You better act cool
My soul will make a Ouija Board
Jump up and slap you dummy
You not thinkin' smart
I bust so many blamma's and blicka's that
I should start a rock band called
"Blink & Spark"
Sinkin' sharks with no harpoons, my arsenal
Is sawblade carbon tools slidin'
Ya coffin through
Apathy's insane and I'm the
Same as my brother
I'm like a circus show sniper
I aim for the juggler
Catch a case and before the judge
Can slam down the gavel
The whole room duck and
Hide from grenade shrapnel
These rap verses I be breezin' through
Cuz I'm like a celebate, under oath
Un-Fuckin-Believable
(behind turntable scratchin)
Demigods, Fort Minor "Ya Ya heard of us"
Styles of Beyond
"Ya Ya heard of us, the murderous"
The stem your status is stupider
Ap' is a nuclear blast
Heart blacker than Lucifer
I could sit and write a list of all
The shit I would do to ya
Head so big, I rest my fitted cap on Jupiter
You ain't built like this
You a soft carbon copy
A care bear compared to a auto-box rotty
For raps like crack I supply to the blacks
Drop pipes, cop mics
Say good-bye to your rocks
I'm a motherfuckin star
The status of John Lennon
Y'all are ordinary people
Singin' to John Legend
Write a track dissin' Ap'? Better X that out
I don't play that
Like rap in a redneck's house
I could have ya brain cells
Spinnin quicker than Sprewell's
Ya female e mailing me all ya details
I don't dig up dirt, I shake the Earth
And I never say names
I wouldn't waste a verse
Off of the top I'm hot
And when they dare me to write
Prepare to carry a mic to a burial site
I'm a pioneer fuckin' up stereotypes
I snatch chains as a kid
Made you carry ya bikes
I got an addiction to
Spitting shit is heroin-like
Story teller speak of hell
And the American plight money blower
Funny though it seems embarrassin' right?
Rock shows
Blow the do' on a pair of Air Nike's
All Night!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yo you know the rules
I cruise with a tough band
You in the fuckin closet with
Brooms and a dustpan i clean sweep ya fleet
Body softer than gelatin now you on the mic
Yeah right my life in ya skeleton dummy
I'm in the place
You can tell when it's bloody i freakin'
Pay for ya face grade and mail you the money
I'm ready I'm willin' to watch
Spy on seven that flinch
Let's see if I don't kill 'em
In five seconds or less
I keep comin' back like rashes on an infant
You don't wanna chance to
Clash with the magnificent
Seven of us, it's heaven but never enough
So I tighten the vice grip
So his head'll get crushed
Look, I'm out of sight now
Deep in this music
Leavin' 'em upside down, fiendin for new shit
Ribkat it's the roll power creep
In the booth quick blow a hole in ya back
Just to eat off a soup dish you bitch
Yo! The Demigod stands for killa's
More specifically we Deadly Entertainers
Maniac Ignorant GODzilla's and we
Never took the route them other crooks took
Cuz we kept recipes for human
Flesh in my mother's cookbook
Get souffled in more ways then ten
Celph Titled flow is chokin' the wind
My favorite pastime's soakin' in sin
The most accurate sharpshooter with no scope
Shoot with my left and watch you
All die from secondhand smoke
I'm reppin' my fam SO, You better act cool
My soul will make a Ouija Board
Jump up and slap you dummy
You not thinkin' smart
I bust so many blamma's and blicka's that
I should start a rock band called
"Blink & Spark"
Sinkin' sharks with no harpoons, my arsenal
Is sawblade carbon tools slidin'
Ya coffin through
Apathy's insane and I'm the
Same as my brother
I'm like a circus show sniper
I aim for the juggler
Catch a case and before the judge
Can slam down the gavel
The whole room duck and
Hide from grenade shrapnel
These rap verses I be breezin' through
Cuz I'm like a celebate, under oath
Un-Fuckin-Believable
(behind turntable scratchin)
Demigods, Fort Minor "Ya Ya heard of us"
Styles of Beyond
"Ya Ya heard of us, the murderous"