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Celph Titled

Celph Titled (born Vic Mercer) is an American hip hop solo artist, record producer and member of the hip hop supergroup Army of the Pharaohs, as well as The Demigodz Crew. more »

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(Intro: Movie Sample)
You wanted to start up, baby, not me.
Well now you gotta pay!
So I'm gonna grind you into the ground, baby. And then I'm gonna step on your pretty face.
And when I'm through with you, I'll forget you like you were nothin'!

(Dialog: Celph Titled and J-Zone)
(J-Zone:) Hahaha
(Celph Titled:) Did we forget to mention they couldn't handle all this pimpin'?
(J-Zone:) Uh, we might've neglected that
(Celph Titled:) Step outta line you pay a fine
(J-Zone:) OK
(Celph Titled:) Respect a boss when you see one
(J-Zone:) Bim bim!
(Celph Titled:) Salute us or shoot us
(J-Zone:) Oh oh-oh!
(Celph Titled:) Celph Titled and J-Zone. Back on that bullshit, you heard?
(J-Zone:) Well drop that shit then, come on

(Verse 1: Celph Titled)
I'm back off vacay, dust off the AK
They say they hard but they really Shanaynay
Lube up the turkey baster, minus one, we got thirty flavors
Inject these hoes with toxic sperm invaders (Uhhh)
(Celph Muthafuckin') the boy's an animal
I'm known for makin shit go down like a toilet handle
I done ran thru a check but I ain't trickin' on hoes (No!)
Ice cold with the murder game, my trigger done froze
Plottin' and schemin' on D-boys for their packs of snow
And after I done snatched the dope, I'm drinkin' some Jack 'n Coke (You don't get it?)
(Ain't exagerratin' though)
Me and Zone got these evil tones broadcastin' in European homes (Bitch!)
Swang thru on a Tarzan rope (Uh)
And ripped you out that Pierre Cardin coat (Yeah)
When I'm tearin' out tonsils in ya throat, feel this Rollie on your lips
(Ain't that some shit?) Didn't I tell you you should watch your mouth, bitch?

(Verse 2: J-Zone)
You the type to spell boy B-O-I and weigh less than your bitch
But only Celph could do that, he likes 'em fat
J-Zone don't be lovin' 'em, motherfuck no
Tell 'em, Dooky: ""I might let 'em suck my dick, but I don't be fuckin' 'em""
You and your crew got guns? (What?) Still a bunch of bums
Tell Mumford and Sons me and my pops want our name back (Or)
At the next show round up your middle-aged white female fans
Run game and f*ck 'em on the train track

(Interlude: J-Zone and Movie Samples)
(J-Zone:) Come here, baby.
(Sample:) Give it up
(J-Zone:) Hog!
(Sample:) Nah, you're not gonna choke nobody... cause you don't have it here, baby.
And that's the difference between you and me! I'm gonna wipe you out, baby.
Better not be no more trouble outta you.

(Verse 3: Celph Titled)
My boy J-Zone (Hog) been independent pimpin'
Backstage backslappin bitches
So this dirty stank groupie ain't on the crew list (What?)
Alien vs. Predator, which one uglier than you, bitch? (I don't know)
You know I only like fat versions of J-Lo when she played (Selena)
This fully auto Glock'll make you do the (Macarena)
You came out the closet
And walked right into a mens locker room, and sucked every cock in the room

(Verse 4: J-Zone)
F*ck rap, I went and learned to play the drums
Cause rap got overrun by coonery and bums
You remind me of Tyler Perry, a tap dancing peach cobbler eating Sambo
(Who the f*ck is your ghostwriter, D.W. Griffith?)
Celph, you take the big bitch, I'll take lil' miss vicious
Cause I only f*ck with tomboy Subway eating bitches
I need a chick with a left hook that'll break yo' ribs
And a ass fat enough to crack bike seat leather
And I'm on it like plastic slip covers on a raggedy couch
In a ghetto old black folks' house
I'm so cheap that in '08 when the economy crashed
A bitch asked me for some wine, I put three grapes in her ass
You's a punk, your girl's playin' you, she leave the house, you stay shook
You even sit down to pee when you log on Facebook
Comment on her pictures, talkin' 'bout she's so pretty
And when she's liking your fuckin' comment, I'm suckin' on her titties

(Outro: Movie Samples and J-Zone)
(Sample:) Come on
(Sample:) Give it up
(J-Zone:) Hog!
(Sample:) You're out of your mind.
(Sample:) No, I'm tough, baby. Tough enough to pull this trigger.
You don't believe me? WATCH!

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