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eat my shorts keep your book reports im dope like sports
taking fancy trips landing the strips on tropical resorts.
sailing in free ports smokin packs of them new ports.
driving nothing but imports faster then any porche.
ofcourse i keep many whores they do my chores
and fuck me all day all i can say is holy galore.
i bust nuts so much my factory cant make no more.
yoo im ripped out of my ass here we go...im in
fuck every1 on this site... i say that with a passion
if i ever see 1 of you guys the first thing you should be doin is dashin
cuz if i grap yu i wont let a word be said... bang your just fuckin dead
the next person to deal with yu is the devil
cuz yu werent good enough to reach it to the upper level
your ryhmes are wack and punches are weak
mine or 100% mind blowin and 100% uniuqe
...i spit to KILL.
my saliva is the livest faith revival material since the bible all my rivals need to CHILL.
they're never gonna' pass me in the rap, see, i'm the destination that they're heading to but doing so with out a map, and STILL
they want to talk about me like they could be knockin' out me, walkin' down my block in hopes of robbin' me my SKILL
but i roll with boys the size of trolls it don't get old to put a hole inside of any beggar not up in my WILL
and those who are included get a MILL
Anesthetics? get better pills... I don't stop till my head is filled
With medic-kill ( medical ) devices that I create when my pen is filled..
Why debate with a menace, he'll never try to discuss it.
A head inside of a bucket's a DEADLY sign of his judgment
he's been transported daily from halfway houses to mental wards
& tried to hang himself when he saw a plugged in extension cord...
That's a lethal dose, of chemical imbalance
but his head is full of talents not one medic school would challenge
Showing bravery... unscathed by his OWN occasional may belief
Of fictional characters who feign the day he displays defeat
Sits astray and parades his feet on the saneness he prays to keep
Head nodding back forth every time that he plays a beat...
i sit and sip my soda,convicts in togas
will rip ya throat up,my dickll throw up
on ya chick with her nose up swallowin
dick slaps followin, the pain is prominent
i drain my condom in a glass as her drink
i slap her ass till its pink,passin the wink
cause im through fuckin after two nuts
holdin lit dynamites the way i blew up
nervous like when i purchase new stuff
lay my hand heavy on these shrewd sluts
half assed rappers need a new profession
if you wanna be the illest,heres a lesson
A clear profession, Celph Taut the year of the heir contestant...
Stepping on his enemies when they're near to appear to test him..
The pure reflection of a modest rapper, lethargic laughter
Atmospheres existence, when they are on to prolong it's chapter...
I turn the page & go to comics after
Getting a riot, out pathetic subscribers so I'm quick to my Medic Supply kit.
I don't think a thread can survive it, you're fucking dead, you decide if..
Messing with a prominent opponent was pretty wrong at the moment...
Thinking you were strong to condone it... bare muscle flexing away.
Fuck a texting display... I'm hotter than a Mexican day
I kill your family on a trip and leave what's left in display
For bystanders to pass by, Highlander - your ass, bye...
You'll disappear ... die, & be brought to life in a different year
Where my future self will destroy your ass with a frickin' spear....
Over stepping the boundaries of ever facing a warrior..
Slice ya flesh in 6 separate pieces - out to make more of ya..
celph taut is a monster flow up to patrol next
keep huffin the floor wax just to get me more vexed
a whore text and said whats up with the phone sex
i droned left fell asleep and was tonedeff
i free key in the shelter mind cannons ablaze
when text next to the best im atesting a raise
if i was defnitly paid id spit the best of arrays
grab every wack rapper and bring their neck to the blade
when steppin on stage the gods bow down beside me
and verses equal that of high speed space rocks colliding
making new planets for species to inhabit mutated rabbits
eating red-orange cabbage hunted with nuclear tactics
The movements been practiced... so who would attack this?
I spin the universe until the lunar collapses..Earth,
& knocks the moon off an unusual axis... Celph Taut's... a musical atlas
The globe is a ticking time tomb... can't decipher the code
But since I youth I was licensed to blow...
It's alright, despite what you know I'll drop a no homo right after it..
Can't count on me - because I've broken the abacus
Plus the flow is disastrous, ..known to the advocates
of my music ...rocking cloaks and swaying votes of the Cabinets
So I give .... props ta' Unquaint for respecting the kid.
Hung Jury swag - never do death for a bid...
If I ever face a rapper there's no second he'll live
I completely obliterate him and what's left of his crib...
The exodus is... my primal form... next to that... it's a give away
I did it jay, Jim Carey swagger way that I "riddle" prey
Tear the party like Kid N Play was fucking rocking the roof up...
You suck... do what? yeah that's right you'll do "stuff"
but none of it involves of conversation of facing me.
Place a key, replace it with ya facial features abrasively
Yeah, it might be Christmas motherfucker but I don't give a damn
I'll rob ya fucking kids of their presents within this sentence
& give it to family even though they ain't need it...
Hell I'm conceited ( Yeah... that's something, I have to agree wit' )
Well thank you ^ you're So kind, I blow ta' whole mind.
Come back ... with no spine, get it - come "back" no spine? ( huh? )
Well I'm falling asleep so before I do I'm a end this shit..
& come back when someone else has blessed this thread with their penmanship!!!
Merry Christmas you key-styling fiends. ;)
key style free when im without a beat
ya dead like i was coverin with a sheet
smotherin you defeatin a cruddy crew
these other dudes just aint up on the ones and twos
im done its true this game id like to run it through
be stunning you with my puns and clues
true is im ruthless with root text who's next
leave you toothless faggots beg for mouth roof sex
im proof thats apparent words holding my merit
style i bare and share it and cry an affair to tear it
to pieces leavin it exposed open and closed
the notebooks home and disposed cause i flow off the dome
Your getting Close I Supose as its your Notion to Grow..
But if you hit the path to success your on a Road to my Home..
Mix the Potions wit Dro, Its all I Stand for at Best
I'm a Disasterous Mess, Even If Textin's the Issue..
Blessed wit da spliff like a hippy concert but fit and proper for this kid ta Rock First,
Im a Wicked Monster who Spits it Akward-
was Born Sick to make More Hits than Sixty Mobsters!
My Wits will Prosper when I'm Blitzed on Bomb Herb,
But my Chick thinks I need a Head Shrink and a Witches Docter..
You Kids are Not First..You rhyme shit ya lines stink and simply Rot Worse..
I Rhyme Big, Im Prime Rib with Fish and Lobsters......
My Spits are Gods Work that Kick like Converse,
But this Cat will bust a pass on Bucks and Restricted Offers...
...when I Bust a Flow Invision it I must Explode wit Vividness,
I Run wit Bros that Huddle Close like Skull and Bone Initiates..
Theres much to know and live in this, The Husters Code and Diligence,
A Must to Know when Something Goes, is Just Control and get through it.
My drugs are dro and ciggeretts. I Puff an toke then hit a Cig
Rush the Dome my Lungs Explode n I fuckin Choke an Spit up Shit.
I Bust the Dome Rediculous, The Demons a Stormin' an the Speach is a Warning
I Write Flows til my Eyes Close at 3 in the Mornin'
Sleepin' is Shortend I wake up at 6 an Eatin' some Porage and Blazin a Spliff
If the Strife'll get in You then the Cycle Continues every day that you live.
I was Raise to Be Sick...With every Page that I rip
I'm Embrassin' all the Fakin and the Hatin' I get.
I got Placed in da Mix wit the Snakes in da Pit..
(Fill the line)
Damn I'm fuckn hungry, is it lunch time yet
you fuckers probably thought I'd say I'd eat a vet
No fuck that, thats not enough to keep me going
Thats like saying in real life I'd gain life from a potion
Naw I'm seriously starving, I need some real food
no sweets have me barfing, gotta keep it sealed dude
Last nite I drank too much, not one, I keep it lush
the porcelain felt the touch, puked, contents flushed
Still went in to work tho, I need money for that work yo
Fuck it, time is up, rushing out to lunch and pur-ple
all u motherfuckers suck u seriously need a dick rest
i cant digest u rotten mcs cuz of all the cum fest
dont fucking test cuz theres no trial with me
i lock u str8 up in my prison of mad wordery
im wattery, my rhymes are like fish
u motherfucker are sharks shit
u smell the blood eveytime i kill a mic
and come to create your meal *sike*
shout out to nicole, brittany, billy and michael
yall left us soo soon, leaving a legacy
some of yall are unbeatable in the industry
your music, acting, commercials, and body run togethor like a track team
our thought for yall are passionate of heat in the eyez like laser beams
why dont you come back to visit us somehow
ten years down the road shit will be different with yall thinking wow!
just more bite the dust like elvis, pac, biggie, and many others to name
wish some how your music was brought back to the top in the game
ran over and forgotten for many but for some its jus like yesterday
so just think of your fans when you all miss the music each and every single day
hit up the burgerking drive through-
gimme the money, a double stacker and fries too,
oh- surprised you!
dont realise i got fire in my eyes,
so when i stare down my followers get prepared to bow,
how that soundin? mad money drownin
honeys askin for some more blow, ha we clownin-
jokin around- fuck im chokin the brown-brunette blonde call it foreplay-
no more said.
Everything said at this point is later written
Some dudes aint tellin truth, only fiction
Life is full of disappointments, but some thrills
To be a dope emcee it simply takes skills
The words a man speaks must be held
Even among the youth who have rebelled
Freedom comes from within, not corporate sponsored
Hip hop is an art, expression to be honored
Its a way to talk about your struggles and obstacles
Only the work you put in can success be possible
Expect to not always win, downfalls will happen
If you cant get up you'll be depressed with inaction