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Verse One: |
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All you fuckin' DJs take heed to this installment |
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Or get your face augmented |
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Celph Titled spit raw sentences |
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Scully freak the instruments and all that |
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Weak niggas fall flat without they slip mat |
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Bangin' on wax |
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Got your neck hangin' from racks |
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Up in your studio with flamethrowers erasin' your DATs |
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It's serious |
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You ain't never in the DJ booth |
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You're spinnin' parties at gay clubs in your birthday suit |
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When my microphone is on, my tracks get felt |
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"While the techniques spin, the wax is on the felt" - Ultramagnetic MC's 'Ego Trippin' |
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And we outstanding/out standing like Buckingham Palace guards |
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And if you weaponless I still leave you unarmed |
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Literally |
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Beat juggle your frame, leave your chest cracked |
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Stab you with a Stanton, smack you with the Vestax |
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"I can't wait to break and eliminate" - Eric B. & Rakim 'Follow The Leader' |
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Any DJ without this record in their crate |
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Even the most simplest scratch you can't do nigga |
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Karaoke night's the only time you perform a jigga/Jigga |
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Your life is worth less than the trash it's been tossed in |
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Nobody carry your crates, now they carry your coffin |
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[Chorus] |
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"It's Celph Titled motherfuckers" |
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"My tracks get felt" |
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"DJ Skully" "Bangin' on wax" |
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"Stab you with the ?, smack you with the best acts" |
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"It's Celph Titled motherfuckers" |
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"We demolish and kill" |
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"DJ Skully" |
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"Knock you out in the first round" |
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Verse 2: |
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Ayo Skully |
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(What's the deal?) |
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You gonna rip these fake DJ's? |
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(No question Celph) |
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Check the video for replays |
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We sellin your defeat |
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Makin' money off of haters |
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That's how my man flip the fader with the techniques |
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Knock you out in the first round |
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You hear the champion sounds? |
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You can crab scratch but it's just an itch on your crotch |
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See me in the club with the finest bitch in the spot |
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I should have my own mixer but I'm not a disc jockey |
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Be the first MC to have DMC sponsor me |
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Kidnap your kids from your vintage place |
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Duct or electrical we use all different types of mix tape |
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So get it straight or get ate up from your own gut |
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"He sound wack... wait up hold up" |
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And every piece of music I did is on vinyl from the rock n' roll hall of hell |
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It's Celph Titled motherfuckers |
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You think your style is tougher than leather |
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You should polish your skills, we demolish and kill |
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Crap DJ's and you faggot rappers get it too |
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Skully cut the wax and bring the motherfuckin chorus through |
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Chorus |
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"It's like that" "Like this" |
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"Motherfucker's tryin to diss" |
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"You must be outta your fuckin mind" |
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"I came back for those who still too intact" |
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"DJ Skully bout to fuck shit up" |
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"Celph Titled number one" |
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"We callin' the shots" |
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"We don't give a fuck" |
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"Well hold up I'm not done yet" |
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"We don't rock a spot we tear the roof off the bitch" |
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Outro [Celph Titled speaking]: |
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You have just witnessed real motherfuckin turntable science |
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Sprinkled with a little bit of thug sauce |
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From Tampa Bay to New York to the UK |
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Celph Titled AKA Frosty The Snow Thug |
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And DJ Skully AKA Scratch Your motherfuckin' Eyeballs Out |
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It don't get no more Godzilla than that |
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b-b-b-b-b-b-b-ap |
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Catch a couple of those and call me in the morning motherfuckers |
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Remember it ain't where ya from it's where's your gat |
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Bitch-ass nigga's |
