Suicide Kingz, Celph Titled, Apathy, Demigodz - Shotcallaz lyrics

Yeah, we got some top shotta'ssome
Front line gunners in
The house tonight celph Titled:
The Manager of Manslaughter, my brother
Apathy, My peoples Joey Knuckles and
King Cole you's didn't know?
The Suicide Kingz bitch, anybody's
A target kill yourself, fucker!

Since the day my father busted in my mother
I've hated competition
I cut the tails off the
Other sperm that were swimmin'
Nah, sinnin' is my synonym
Strippers that smell like cinnamon
Cinematography, graphic sodomy of these women
I'm spinnin' out of control
Fuck a positive image
I'm slicker than oil spillage
In an Alaskan village
I murder and pillage, I pilfer
Impressive to villains
I'm chillin' in traffickin' pills
And packages to children
A savage guerrilla, the shade of vanilla
The nature of killers
Escaped from the cage in a cape to conceal us
I disappear in the air
Leaving this mystical smoke
I'm a sorcerer, rapped in a magic
Invisible cloak fuck your pitiful quotes
I'll stick a drill in your throat
Like it's a quill in an ink
Well for these verses I wrote
I write curses in cursive
I'm the worst of the worstest
Crush your planet in my palm
And leave you peons Earthless
Yeah, stick a motherfuckin' spike
Through ya skull
Leave you lookin' like a unicorn skeleton

I'm Slick Rick with a pimp
Limp and an ice pick
Suicide Kings crush your head in a vice grip
We might flip
Beat you black and blue with a nightstick
Quicker than a dynamite stick
With a short wick
You're not Mike Vick with pit
Bulls and full clips
Gayer than a rainbow faggot
Suckin' his own dick i let the truth slip
Cause, I don't give two shit's
Jackin' any grip when we tryna see blue chips
To battle is useless, attack is ruthless
Your bitch got more semen in
Her than cruise ships i'm Beast Man
Holdin' down the castle of Grayskull
We brawl with your team
Like American baseball it's cannibal rap
With a scalpel that'l take your face off
Disconnect your bones with
High powered chainsaws
I'm gettin' swervy in a two-toned Mercury
When I'm smokin' cocaine with the
Ghost of Brittany Murphy

Ha ha hahaha, Ya'll some suckas man yo
Let 'em know Celph!

A word to the wise, don't you ever get me mad
Cause, I'm launchin' scud missiles directly
From my chimney shaft
Other than that, I ain't holdin' back
I'm blowin' stacks
Collectin' gats with sniper scopes
And shoulder straps
That'll rip through your Ryan
Seacrest sequin vest
And I'm just gettin' my feet wet
I'm a fan of damagin'
And makin' you the next
XXL milk carton candidate
You's a roller derby bitch ass
Serve a motherfuckin' dish in kick ass
And watch you skate fast through plate glass
You don't reach the regions
That my army spins we top of the line
Y'all computin' with Atari ram
Y'all wanna live life as queens? Well
I'm with the Suicide Kings
Hardcore ride or die team
I ain't cleanin' my kitchen
If I'm liftin' a burner
My options, my dick or my gun
Into a bitch's lips insert it

Demigodzapathy celph Titled suicide Kings

Boom Bap Motherfuckers!