Celis, The Kid Hater - Cel & The Kid (Shook Ones Pt. II Freestyle) lyrics

[Celis, The Kid Hater - Cel & The Kid Shook Ones Pt. II Freestyle lyrics]

Celis, yeah check it
Look what we did, it's finally Cel & The Kid
So when the Rock get together, you
Already know what it is, shit
We innovators, we greater
Something like a grater
You know I'm sharp on the mic let
Me kick it to Kid Hater, get 'em

Uh, Roxboro stand up!

I got you stuck off the realness
I wrote this after my dad illness
Keep it a buck with you I'm still sick
Six, six nigga one six
It's acrobatic how my life flipped
I'm hold memories like vice grips
For a minute couldn't write shit
Won't see me sweat I'm cool as icе is
Still chop a rapper up like ISIS
Every bar I writе is priceless
Think about it, I got the price list nigga
When I was nineteen it's like my mind was old
A diamond in a rough
Shine and polish my grind was cold
A milli for bail
I need them dice P Dice roll hot boy fresh
I'm looking like a new bankroll
But they don't mention us
Them nigga won't fame my people infamous
I've been influenced by many men
Who took fifty cent and turn them into Gs
Nobody just tryna pay the rent
I went in the trench
I hustled crack from a project bench
I stayed in my pocket
I moved more like a Carson Wentz
Niggas ride the fence, talk shit
Then run and hide then try to trick daddy
I tell them niggas that's slip and slide
If life a roller coaster my nigga
You know I'm here to ride
Can't nobody label my records Hater
Don't run with Jive

Never that, hmph i got it hater
Celis the rapping administrator
Curator of the game, see Celis a renovator
Ain't none hotter, equators
Incinerators and incubators
Or even radiators can fuck
With this gladiator
Defibrillator, shocking the body
Or ventilators breathing like into the game
Niggas are perpetrators
Young prodigy wreaking havoc like
I was Mobb Deep nigga don't sleep
When I'm around don't make a peep
Enemies in my proximity that's
In the vicinity better show me humility
You niggas ain't shit to me
Bring your whole infantry
I'll break who you sending me
I'm blowing through your extremities
Just like I'm Yosemite
This ain't no merry melody
But let me warn a brother
I'll make it a hot summer
Be careful of what you utter
Yo bitch pussy popping
Yeah she giving it all away
Work magic like I'm Penny when
I'm taking your heart away
And don't buy her shit
I'm always working to pay less
The first take I skip that
And giving your bae less
Will bond together, please
Pardon the interruption no discussion
Cel is the one your shorty crushing
One taste of the d and she left you alone
Got you on that BB King
Shit the thrill is gone
Stop rapping and start praying
Niggas better atone celis on top now and I
Ain't leaving the throne, nigga

Yeah, uh huh celis, The Kid Hater
It don't get no realer, hmph
It's the, it's the, it's the Rock, ahh

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