Stuck Up (Stick 'Em Remix)

歌詞

(Intro: Celph Titled) Remix mother fuckers What you want mother fuckers Celph Titled, Majik Most, Eternia Mother fuckers, let's go, come on Haha (Chorus: Majik Most) (Verse 1: Celph Titled) I blow your mother fucking head off at close range It's like you asked a bitch to suck your dick, You got no brains, Hold down the trigger, We got cases of belt ammo reloaders, The barrel of my gun looks like a flame thrower Rapid fire, clap your messiah, But he a'int coming back in 3 days Construction crews built a crack house over that fags grave Looks like niggas went through airport security No guns and no knives, a'int none of you is hurting me I have the common courtesy to open doors for you Throw you in the steam room and watch your corpse boil You don't want to see me pull the Mac out on these bitches And catch more bodies than there's Black Album remixes You a'int hip hop, youse a snitch, You only use microphones for wiretaps And targets for me to fire at But I a'int shooting apples off you head stupid I'll shoot your Adam's apple out your neck And stick a worm through it (Chorus) (Verse 2: Majik Most) Yo, I'll strangle you with baseball gloves And catch a case Crime watching binoculars zoom in on my face See me on license plates once I step in your state I'm repping with weapons you can't carry on your waist Evil warlords with cannons and mortars Samurai swords mined under the floor boards Get flamed and torched I'll jack your Ford Taurus Launch it off a bridge, hit the water with force Last thing you see is a squid and a seahorse I'm the boss, top of the food chain Macs blast that collapse your rib cage Put the pressure on, break spinal plates Make the Russian in Rocky 4 look like David Spade Yeah mother fucker, put your rep to the test Bitch I'm a stab so many holes through your vest The doctor's like fuck it, I'm a golf on his chest (Chorus) (Verse 3: Eternia) Believe me when I say there A'int no body that can get with us You scared to bust the lyrics Because you heard the DemiGodz dangerous To hang with us or bang with us Been talking about bite the dust Fearful these adventures leave you with Dentures and facial cuts You think we playing? Swing our sound every time we say it Got you tracing back to the wreckage Stay on, you best behavior Plus you wasting time trying to get with mine Think before you spit a rhyme Fuck around and get left behind Been rolling with the DemiGodz Since Solomon had concubine Before water was turned to wine Before Romans created time Now we shine Rippling your back with the lab attack Blacking out on track to perfection Lessons that never lacked You the reason why we write our rhymes In this aggressive way And never fearful Always be tearful lying in heresy That's how it stays Days of spitting rhymes, It never pays Until one false prophet Jumps on stage and gets sprayed I'm serious