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apathy & celph titled - s.m.d. lyrics

[intro: celph t-tled]
{“you know in the good ole’ days
we’d have a smart punk like you fitted for a pair of cement pajamas
for a long sleep at the bottom of the river”}
yeah, celph t-tled aka jesus ice
shinin’ the chrome for all you horseless headman motherf-ckers

[verse 1: celph t-tled]
you hear the sound of ricochet you better duck to h-ll
appet-te for destruction
after the lead releases i suck the sh-lls
chrome depot culinary art form
it’s magnifique
i need a female with kelly price physique
i’m sick in the noggin’
this ain’t for the squeamish
i stay givin’ it to p-ssies whether i use my knife or i use my p-n-s
it’s a full moon and my k-9’s came with grey nines
now you speechless, with your hands up like a g-y mime
i heard satan talkin’ sh-t and had to pistol whip the b-tch
put a crack in his h-rns
became john malkovitch
in my casket with a poker face
i’m dead serious
ricky ricardo on some conspiracy theory sh-t
i’m goin’ hollywood in three seconds flat
detonate the nuke?
you’ll need a chin strap for that fitted cap
no special effects, these are real torpedoes
catch my snuff film live on mtv making the video

[hook]
y’all wanna see a show for free?
“you can suck my d-ck” – ol’ dirty b-st-rd ‘brooklyn zoo’
you broke and want a beat from me?
“you can suck my d-ck”
all you f-gs that get offended
“you can suck my d-ck”
conscious rapper tryin’ to talk sh-t
“you can suck my d-ck”
b-tches think they doin’ favors
“you can suck my d-ck”
all you critics and player haters
“you can suck my d-ck”
if you don’t have my money on hand
“now which part of ‘suck my d-ck’ don’t you understand” – show & ag

[verse 2: celph t-tled]
i really love it when these b-tches start cursin’ at me
it’s like they swearin’ to god, don’t take it personally
come at me sideways and get twisted backwards
hollow points move forwards in all directions the outcomes disastrous
you better call the psych hot line and find out if my glock nine
will leave you bleedin’ in a shirt that says “stop crime”
chain down to my feet rockin’ an iceberg scarf
out from con edison’s ? in central park
caped crusada with a baked potato
stuck in the nozzle so the gun blast sounds like sp-ce invader phases
h0m- rap cats, y’all some undercover brothers
you photo shoot look like a tevin campbell album cover
chillin’ in tampa bay, 100 degrees with a ski mask
a dirty desperado type of n-gga (believe dat)
my man j-zone made a track for me to spit to
and show these motherf-ckers what a crazy spic will do

[hook]
y’all don’t like battle rhymes
“you can suck my d-ck”
you don’t wanna see me shine
“you can suck my d-ck”
think i won’t use my beretta
“you can suck my d-ck”
you’re jealous and think you’re better
“you can suck my d-ck”
want me to hear you demo tape
“you can suck my d-ck”
don’t wanna say it to my face
“you can suck my d-ck”
you think i fear another man
“now which part of ‘suck my d-ck’ don’t you understand?”

“who are you?”
“the man with a gun. pow. how bout you?”
“suck my d-ck”
“suck my…”
“with my nuts on your tonsil” – snoop dogg ‘dre day’

[verse 3: celph t-tled]
excuse me
what’s all this rap sh-t about?
f-ckin’ with me, the only thing comin’ off your dome is ya scalp
you probably think i fantasize of blastin’ a tech
i’d rather punch your t–th till they poke out the back of your neck
whilin’ out
knockin’ out jake, breakin’ his jaw
now that’s what the f-ck i call, layin’ down the law
world renown king of punchlines
grimy rap, gangsta sh-t
spit harder than a nervous gun with anxious clips
this twelve inch will destruct when i’m dead
and you’ll be wonderin’, “you think he went to h-ll for all that sh-t he said?”
i’m formin’ a group with real criminals
chi ali, steady-b, cool c, rappers with real rap sheets
and nasty tracks with beats
put more crack in the streets
when 808 b-ss kicks, breaks sh-t
my earthquake hits…
way beyond the san andreas
remain godly
with elvis and 2pac at my record release party

[hook]
you’re an ugly ho but still
“you can suck my d-ck”
you don’t think this track is ill
“you can suck my d-ck”
you don’t like my choice of words
“you can suck my d-ck”
think you could spit a better verse?
“you can suck my d-ck”
you think you got the nicest crew?
“you can suck my d-ck”
and act hard in interviews
“you can suck my d-ck”
you ain’t a celph t-tled fan
“now which part of ‘suck my d-ck’ don’t you understand?”
“suck my d-ck”
“suck my d-ck”
“suck my…”
“you can suck my….”

- apathy celph titled lyrics

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