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| - Are we recordin right now? (Yeah we're recordin) [Intro: Celph Titled] I can't do it right now cause my grandma's asleep in the other roomso I gotta like, go into like another room and yell it(Go ahead) You know respect for grandma(Ha ha ha...) Knahmean? [Ryu] Scoop DevilleYou're now rockin with a drunken battle, we pack pumpsLike sluts when they travelin - Scoop DevilleYou're now rockin with a drunken battle, we pack pumpsLike sluts (Fort Minor) Scoop Deville You're now rockin with a drunken battle, we pack pumpsLike sluts when they travelin with shoes in the trunkI'm losin it punk, missin a few screws and a nutI'm stupid as fuck, I'm from the old school but I flunkedBlack on black, rips with some grain to gripBitch-slappin these trick rappers 'til they pay this pimpQuit actin the click-clackin like you famous, shitYou faggots are broke with names out of gangsta flicks (biatch)What a joke, you ain't never cut up coke on a scaleor snuck dope through the border in a coconut shellFuck no! You wanna tell your little veteran talesSo when I put the smoke in your mouth you better inhaleSuck it! [Tak] You ready? Let's get it, the game's now finishedIt's all weapons to aim with a thousand rounds in itMachine Shop class mixtape lynchmenClappin at you track rabbits back to the benchesYeah, people fiend this, call me the evil genius (uhh)Got 'em bumpin Styles in the Buick Regal speedinPeople fiend this, call me the evil genius (uhh).. fiend this, call me the evil genius (uhh)Got 'em bumpin Styles in the Buick Regal speedinBrim with a tilt, cigar on my clutchYour cryin over spilled milk, Demigodz what's up?Got a flask filled of that ol' lucky number 7 brandGet rid of your first string, I ain't playin second-handYou messin with butane, get scorched in a torch fireLook out for the new slang, you rockin with Fort Minor [Interlude: Celph Titled] All right hold on a secondYeah, yeah yeah, you know what the fuck it isS.O.B. muh'fuckers, Demigodz muh'fuckersMike Shinoda muh'fuckers, and this is Celph Titled muh'fuckersWe put a pipe bomb in your tailpipe, no homo muh'fuckersMy gun don't fit through the doorway muh'fuckers let's go [Mike Shinoda] This is the last warnin shot 'fore we're lettin this goWe don't have to say lay low, y'all already knowthat when the lights goes dim and the beat drops inEven Texas can't +Hold 'Em+, ante up and I'm inI'm like Black Jack Johnson and M.O.P.Drinkin handfuls of Jack Daniels, you'll seeCause when we hop in the Jeep to try out the CDYou'll want a lowrider buckin bronco to Scoop's beatNow, my name's Mike (Mike) remember it wellMore rock than raising hell, rougher then Rock the BellsRyu and Tak'll tell you what's really the dealIf you want it come get us at the end of this 12, ha! [Outro: Celph Titled] Yeah yeah yeah yeah, you know the fuckin drillKeepin it Godzilla up in the motherfuckin Home DepotThis is Celph Titled, the lame mile killerThis is S.O.B., this is DemigodzThis is M. Shinoda the cobra holderAnd this is your brain on crack muh'fucker
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