Intoxicated boxer, you can call me punch drunk/ and you gon get beat down like some punks that tried to jump up/ I lift the pump up and pump slugs/ stickin my tongue out like a Michael Jordan dunk was/ King Kong on top of buildings smackin a chopper down/ while they spittin them chopper rounds, no stopping now/ known innovator, of mind control devices/ so my followers initiate the next historic crisis/ you say you got tricks up your sleeves but it’s just your bitch ass biceps/ in that white dress your girls ass is, oh so stickin out/ she a Bullmastiff, put a bone in her mouth/ In other words Celph Titleds renound as the best sharpshooter/ and harpooner who’s out now/ so workin out at the gym or make threats at this man/ and guarantee that sweat band will get wet fam/
C) Damage it, we’re hazardous, aint nobody bad as us/ accidents, contaminants, and pacifists are mad as fuck/ sacrilege commandin shit, and now they’ve had enough/ faggot shit demands disgust, knockin back whos standin tough/
Beautifully I dutifully drop scrutiny/ rude of me but truly free so please humor speech/ opportunity of stupid thieves crucially/ cant ruin me with feuds or beef choosy cluelessly/ no one realla boy I got that Dilla poise/ fillin voids when my skills deploy, and I kill for joy/ No shatown but I got that Illa Noise/ still employed but will avoid havin all the pills enjoyed/ invincible vicious and sick of all bitches/ scared to call me out just like subliminal disses/ Caucasian exoneration ragin in contemplation/ this contagion brings all the condemnation/ lyrical atrocity demolishing mockeries so sloppily/ the radio is not for me cause its full of mediocrity/ deception wont tell how my intensions befell / connected spells since I rule dimensions and realms/
C)
You came whack more that urge to slay rapped words/ Im straightforward with crack verbs while you’re gay backwards/ I bet you felt vital when you went to a health trial/ your CD was on the shelf while I was spittin with Celph Titled/ saw your career was a dead pile cant sell smiles/ your life ends with my knife vile cause I just made you die slow/ cut with a spent razor if your only goal is to get paper/ held back a length later like an illiterate 10th grader/ I concentrate and show my skill to dominate the globe/ I postulate my flow to kill and vomit up your soul/ air and blood borne contagion you stand for invasion/ care and love torn away from despair formed the crazed kid/ precarious, gregarious, a character hilarious/ scariest in areas cause Vits nefarious, vicarious/ Painfully I came to be so blatantly/ but I should be called Based God cause your God is based on me/
Soul-searching hip-hop from this Florida rapper, with lyrics that dig deep and take an unflinching look at life’s questions. Bandcamp New & Notable May 1, 2023