Lyrics:
[Celph Titled]
Straight out the red depths of Hell bringin clips and diseases
I walk on water with my own two feet nigga, FUCK JESUS!
Celph Titled's
baptized
If he didn't he's goin have to goto hell and fuckin realized
No one lives a nice life with me by they fuckin side
Either way you goin die by
two omnisciences I would be both! Prepare yourself for the subjugation! Hide me guide me dry my tears by your command! Slowly taking back... Now I
you for the peace on earth and mercy miled high
[Chorus]
No mountain too high
No city too far
No coma tonight
No city tomorrow
No fire too live
If I got one life to live, then I rob cats for the other eight
And count it down, 1-2-3-4-5, The illest underground hip-hop, we bring it to you live
what, noon to three, just roll with me
My homie Lou just two-wayed me from Lagoona Beach
You can meet the rest of the crew, a bunch of super freaks
We got
you playin' life
Wit a man who lives by the sword
And dies naturally against all karma and laws
What, speed on and get peed on
You wanna take
the crew and they killed our name
They tried to step on the ego and walk on the pride
But true blue brothers stand side by side
Through thick and thin,
(take two)
Sharpened mind without having to carry knives
Depressed like married lives
A canine ready to bury lives
(it's GTech)
See, I'm front
a true piece of filth
Roll his ass over then take what you will
Ain't showing off
Just makin paper
Two by two on the boats for labor
Piss in his ice tea
I’ll come for you to sculpture you with
Scalpels what do you prefer to lose?
Your genitals or two-thirds of
Your purple ooze?
I murder crews with
Well, I see myself on top, by the age of twenty-two
Or will I drop? A fallen star that has been forgotten, not
In the past, I mainly hustled for
keeps
Situations made my trife, should you depend upon the streets?
It's Hell in these days that we live in
[Chorus x2]
Two kids fought in
badgering emcees with my dialect
When I inject memory cell motors retrospect
To recollect; too genuine skills I resurrect
Directed live from the 2-1-2
butterfly, little freak, had her out her cocoon, that's what I do, uh
I ain't losing sleep because of no coulda woulda shoulda brother's
I just need a chopper
for me now, we out on the scene now
Two hands on the wheel like a nigga caught a rebound
Coming live from the North side, ten down feeling so fly
Nose
you turn off (turn off)
You act aggravated and you burn off (burn off)
I'm from Houston and I get hyped (real hype)
Freak a lotta girls cause I'm
badgering emcees with my dialect
When I inject memory cell motors retrospect
To recollect; too genuine skills I resurrect
Directed live from the 2-1-2
Co-signed by Alchemist, stamped by Babu
Executive Produced, yours truely, got loot
It's a new day, phones still tapped
Watchin' the crew
They put out one
would win every battle we entered
We was the hardest rap group unlike them fucking pretenders
The Terms of 2 we would represent the good & evil in men
We
I'm in that freak mode, son it's time to do or die
See you know why, the dope got your mind high
You gotta stay fly once you come up out the get by
it back I got coined wit
Coming from the 2 main organs
Constant battle call it sparring
To make sure the iron sharpened
Heat treat makes em soft ironic
We'd like to dedicate this particular tune
to all to all to all the hell of ya from wherever
[Channel Live] But there's only weak rappers steady
loot!
BcTBcRIcN! Testament of Primordials
Two rude goons never ever been cordial
Bats at our side with that fire and ice
cway foul mage, be blinded by
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