Who What When Where
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โฑ๏ธ 3:49 duration
๐ ID: 10230731
๐ Lyrics
Now I ain't gon' make this easy if you got health complications
Stick chords with my pitchfork, it's Hell's obligation
I'm like Ming the Merciless; when the bullets sting
They'll be hurtin' less than the flames cause they'll be burnin' flesh
Scorchin' the hair off your scalps and faces
Now your crew looks like Onyx as leukemia patients
Too much lighter fluid'll do it, explode your whole chest
Leave you "Black on Both Sides" like we barbecuin' Mos Def!
And I don't hate people by race color or creed
To put it simple, I'm just hatin' every motherfuckin' thing that breathes
And I'm so raw, I make everything in the freezer look well done
Celph Titled is hell son, psychopath with a welding gun
And we ain't holdin' back, we holdin' macs
M-1, 12 gauge and a couple G-36 HK's
And they blaze, every round off; bullets fly
Hit your best man and shoot your bitch's wedding gown off
Who?! - The fuck wanna war with our crew?
What?! - The fuck y'all cats gonna do?
When! - We start to fire the lead
Where! - Your thoughts rest inside of your head
Left fist, right fist, one gun, two gun
You just, fucked up, look what, you've done
(Left fist, right fist, one gun, two gun)
(You just, fucked up, look what, you've done)
You're not a dunn, you're a white kid named Dan
Tossed you and your fam through an industrial fan
It's Majik Most, now everybody knows who I am
German fans, SoundScan puttin' money in my hand
I'm the type to host a luncheon in a dungeon, man
And torture your grandma while I'm munchin', man
I'll rip you out the picture like a dolphin Dolph Lundgren
I'll battle you, your crew, your gay-ass cousin
My name buzzin' on the streets? Nah, that's my chainsaw
Wrap your head in C-4, launch it off the seesaw
You never seen raw before, I deattach your skull
Now you look like Skeletor with a positive AIDS test
Stressed out, you get punched in your mouth
Punt heads up North, and they land down South
With your body in the desert you won't be so fresh
When vultures pick at your neck and have a picnic in your chest
Who?! - The fuck wanna war with our crew?
What?! - The fuck y'all cats gonna do?
When! - We start to fire the lead
Where! - Your thoughts rest inside of your head
Left fist, right fist, one gun, two gun
You just, fucked up, look what, you've done
(Left fist, right fist, one gun, two gun)
(You just, fucked up, look what, you've done)
Yeah, yo
Now, let's get it straight nigga the name's Celph Titled
Don't just hold weight, this man right here hold chrome plates
And gun parts, assorted explosives
That take you out of your body, talkin' to Jesus like Joseph
And I'll split up your skull into fragments from the gat pressure
Cause you don't even look evil, you just a bad dresser
When me and Majik Most shoot up and grip tecs
We shoot until your polyester shirt turn to fishnet!
Yo, wanna know the difference? Yo, just check this
I'm a star in a stretch limo, you know my steez
You at the bus terminal with a terminal disease
I crush your egg chest, leave your face faceless
Neck brace and abrasions, your face in the pavement
You'll be pavin' the way, for Teethless Entertainment
You think you're the Rainman? I'm reignin', like Raiden
Raisin' my hands, shootin' lightning bolts at your fam
Who?! - The fuck wanna war with our crew?
What?! - The fuck y'all cats gonna do?
When! - We start to fire the lead
Where! - Your thoughts rest inside of your head
Left fist, right fist, one gun, two gun
You just, fucked up, look what, you've done
(Left fist, right fist, one gun, two gun)
(You just, fucked up, look what, you've done)
Stick chords with my pitchfork, it's Hell's obligation
I'm like Ming the Merciless; when the bullets sting
They'll be hurtin' less than the flames cause they'll be burnin' flesh
Scorchin' the hair off your scalps and faces
Now your crew looks like Onyx as leukemia patients
Too much lighter fluid'll do it, explode your whole chest
Leave you "Black on Both Sides" like we barbecuin' Mos Def!
And I don't hate people by race color or creed
To put it simple, I'm just hatin' every motherfuckin' thing that breathes
And I'm so raw, I make everything in the freezer look well done
Celph Titled is hell son, psychopath with a welding gun
And we ain't holdin' back, we holdin' macs
M-1, 12 gauge and a couple G-36 HK's
And they blaze, every round off; bullets fly
Hit your best man and shoot your bitch's wedding gown off
Who?! - The fuck wanna war with our crew?
What?! - The fuck y'all cats gonna do?
When! - We start to fire the lead
Where! - Your thoughts rest inside of your head
Left fist, right fist, one gun, two gun
You just, fucked up, look what, you've done
(Left fist, right fist, one gun, two gun)
(You just, fucked up, look what, you've done)
You're not a dunn, you're a white kid named Dan
Tossed you and your fam through an industrial fan
It's Majik Most, now everybody knows who I am
German fans, SoundScan puttin' money in my hand
I'm the type to host a luncheon in a dungeon, man
And torture your grandma while I'm munchin', man
I'll rip you out the picture like a dolphin Dolph Lundgren
I'll battle you, your crew, your gay-ass cousin
My name buzzin' on the streets? Nah, that's my chainsaw
Wrap your head in C-4, launch it off the seesaw
You never seen raw before, I deattach your skull
Now you look like Skeletor with a positive AIDS test
Stressed out, you get punched in your mouth
Punt heads up North, and they land down South
With your body in the desert you won't be so fresh
When vultures pick at your neck and have a picnic in your chest
Who?! - The fuck wanna war with our crew?
What?! - The fuck y'all cats gonna do?
When! - We start to fire the lead
Where! - Your thoughts rest inside of your head
Left fist, right fist, one gun, two gun
You just, fucked up, look what, you've done
(Left fist, right fist, one gun, two gun)
(You just, fucked up, look what, you've done)
Yeah, yo
Now, let's get it straight nigga the name's Celph Titled
Don't just hold weight, this man right here hold chrome plates
And gun parts, assorted explosives
That take you out of your body, talkin' to Jesus like Joseph
And I'll split up your skull into fragments from the gat pressure
Cause you don't even look evil, you just a bad dresser
When me and Majik Most shoot up and grip tecs
We shoot until your polyester shirt turn to fishnet!
Yo, wanna know the difference? Yo, just check this
I'm a star in a stretch limo, you know my steez
You at the bus terminal with a terminal disease
I crush your egg chest, leave your face faceless
Neck brace and abrasions, your face in the pavement
You'll be pavin' the way, for Teethless Entertainment
You think you're the Rainman? I'm reignin', like Raiden
Raisin' my hands, shootin' lightning bolts at your fam
Who?! - The fuck wanna war with our crew?
What?! - The fuck y'all cats gonna do?
When! - We start to fire the lead
Where! - Your thoughts rest inside of your head
Left fist, right fist, one gun, two gun
You just, fucked up, look what, you've done
(Left fist, right fist, one gun, two gun)
(You just, fucked up, look what, you've done)
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:10.52] Now I ain't gon' make this easy if you got health complications
[00:22.62] Stick chords with my pitchfork, it's Hell's obligation
[00:25.38] I'm like Ming the Merciless; when the bullets sting
[00:27.59] They'll be hurtin' less than the flames cause they'll be burnin' flesh
[00:30.20] Scorchin' the hair off your scalps and faces
[00:32.33] Now your crew looks like Onyx as leukemia patients
[00:34.76] Too much lighter fluid'll do it, explode your whole chest
[00:37.26] Leave you "Black on Both Sides" like we barbecuin' Mos Def!
[00:39.79] And I don't hate people by race color or creed
[00:41.82] To put it simple, I'm just hatin' every motherfuckin' thing that breathes
[00:44.78] And I'm so raw, I make everything in the freezer look well done
[00:47.68] Celph Titled is hell son, psychopath with a welding gun
[00:50.26] And we ain't holdin' back, we holdin' macs
[00:52.33] M-1, 12 gauge and a couple G-36 HK's
[00:55.23] And they blaze, every round off; bullets fly
[00:57.54] Hit your best man and shoot your bitch's wedding gown off
[01:00.07] Who?! - The fuck wanna war with our crew?
[01:02.45] What?! - The fuck y'all cats gonna do?
[01:04.99] When! - We start to fire the lead
[01:07.48] Where! - Your thoughts rest inside of your head
[01:10.03] Left fist, right fist, one gun, two gun
[01:12.56] You just, fucked up, look what, you've done
[01:14.80] (Left fist, right fist, one gun, two gun)
[01:17.37] (You just, fucked up, look what, you've done)
[01:19.58] You're not a dunn, you're a white kid named Dan
[01:22.11] Tossed you and your fam through an industrial fan
[01:24.57] It's Majik Most, now everybody knows who I am
[01:27.00] German fans, SoundScan puttin' money in my hand
[01:29.65] I'm the type to host a luncheon in a dungeon, man
[01:32.34] And torture your grandma while I'm munchin', man
[01:34.85] I'll rip you out the picture like a dolphin Dolph Lundgren
[01:37.37] I'll battle you, your crew, your gay-ass cousin
[01:39.67] My name buzzin' on the streets? Nah, that's my chainsaw
[01:42.14] Wrap your head in C-4, launch it off the seesaw
[01:44.57] You never seen raw before, I deattach your skull
[01:47.17] Now you look like Skeletor with a positive AIDS test
[01:49.88] Stressed out, you get punched in your mouth
[01:52.23] Punt heads up North, and they land down South
[01:54.63] With your body in the desert you won't be so fresh
[01:56.98] When vultures pick at your neck and have a picnic in your chest
[02:00.36] Who?! - The fuck wanna war with our crew?
[02:02.32] What?! - The fuck y'all cats gonna do?
[02:04.87] When! - We start to fire the lead
[02:07.22] Where! - Your thoughts rest inside of your head
[02:09.96] Left fist, right fist, one gun, two gun
[02:12.41] You just, fucked up, look what, you've done
[02:14.77] (Left fist, right fist, one gun, two gun)
[02:17.23] (You just, fucked up, look what, you've done)
[02:19.56] Yeah, yo
[02:19.86] Now, let's get it straight nigga the name's Celph Titled
[02:22.31] Don't just hold weight, this man right here hold chrome plates
[02:25.19] And gun parts, assorted explosives
[02:27.03] That take you out of your body, talkin' to Jesus like Joseph
[02:29.52] And I'll split up your skull into fragments from the gat pressure
[02:32.57] Cause you don't even look evil, you just a bad dresser
[02:35.12] When me and Majik Most shoot up and grip tecs
[02:36.93] We shoot until your polyester shirt turn to fishnet!
[02:39.54] Yo, wanna know the difference? Yo, just check this
[02:42.03] I'm a star in a stretch limo, you know my steez
[02:44.59] You at the bus terminal with a terminal disease
[02:47.29] I crush your egg chest, leave your face faceless
[02:49.59] Neck brace and abrasions, your face in the pavement
[02:52.16] You'll be pavin' the way, for Teethless Entertainment
[02:54.76] You think you're the Rainman? I'm reignin', like Raiden
[02:57.33] Raisin' my hands, shootin' lightning bolts at your fam
[02:59.84] Who?! - The fuck wanna war with our crew?
[03:02.24] What?! - The fuck y'all cats gonna do?
[03:04.72] When! - We start to fire the lead
[03:07.27] Where! - Your thoughts rest inside of your head
[03:09.88] Left fist, right fist, one gun, two gun
[03:12.30] You just, fucked up, look what, you've done
[03:14.74] (Left fist, right fist, one gun, two gun)
[03:17.10] (You just, fucked up, look what, you've done)
[03:19.77]
[00:22.62] Stick chords with my pitchfork, it's Hell's obligation
[00:25.38] I'm like Ming the Merciless; when the bullets sting
[00:27.59] They'll be hurtin' less than the flames cause they'll be burnin' flesh
[00:30.20] Scorchin' the hair off your scalps and faces
[00:32.33] Now your crew looks like Onyx as leukemia patients
[00:34.76] Too much lighter fluid'll do it, explode your whole chest
[00:37.26] Leave you "Black on Both Sides" like we barbecuin' Mos Def!
[00:39.79] And I don't hate people by race color or creed
[00:41.82] To put it simple, I'm just hatin' every motherfuckin' thing that breathes
[00:44.78] And I'm so raw, I make everything in the freezer look well done
[00:47.68] Celph Titled is hell son, psychopath with a welding gun
[00:50.26] And we ain't holdin' back, we holdin' macs
[00:52.33] M-1, 12 gauge and a couple G-36 HK's
[00:55.23] And they blaze, every round off; bullets fly
[00:57.54] Hit your best man and shoot your bitch's wedding gown off
[01:00.07] Who?! - The fuck wanna war with our crew?
[01:02.45] What?! - The fuck y'all cats gonna do?
[01:04.99] When! - We start to fire the lead
[01:07.48] Where! - Your thoughts rest inside of your head
[01:10.03] Left fist, right fist, one gun, two gun
[01:12.56] You just, fucked up, look what, you've done
[01:14.80] (Left fist, right fist, one gun, two gun)
[01:17.37] (You just, fucked up, look what, you've done)
[01:19.58] You're not a dunn, you're a white kid named Dan
[01:22.11] Tossed you and your fam through an industrial fan
[01:24.57] It's Majik Most, now everybody knows who I am
[01:27.00] German fans, SoundScan puttin' money in my hand
[01:29.65] I'm the type to host a luncheon in a dungeon, man
[01:32.34] And torture your grandma while I'm munchin', man
[01:34.85] I'll rip you out the picture like a dolphin Dolph Lundgren
[01:37.37] I'll battle you, your crew, your gay-ass cousin
[01:39.67] My name buzzin' on the streets? Nah, that's my chainsaw
[01:42.14] Wrap your head in C-4, launch it off the seesaw
[01:44.57] You never seen raw before, I deattach your skull
[01:47.17] Now you look like Skeletor with a positive AIDS test
[01:49.88] Stressed out, you get punched in your mouth
[01:52.23] Punt heads up North, and they land down South
[01:54.63] With your body in the desert you won't be so fresh
[01:56.98] When vultures pick at your neck and have a picnic in your chest
[02:00.36] Who?! - The fuck wanna war with our crew?
[02:02.32] What?! - The fuck y'all cats gonna do?
[02:04.87] When! - We start to fire the lead
[02:07.22] Where! - Your thoughts rest inside of your head
[02:09.96] Left fist, right fist, one gun, two gun
[02:12.41] You just, fucked up, look what, you've done
[02:14.77] (Left fist, right fist, one gun, two gun)
[02:17.23] (You just, fucked up, look what, you've done)
[02:19.56] Yeah, yo
[02:19.86] Now, let's get it straight nigga the name's Celph Titled
[02:22.31] Don't just hold weight, this man right here hold chrome plates
[02:25.19] And gun parts, assorted explosives
[02:27.03] That take you out of your body, talkin' to Jesus like Joseph
[02:29.52] And I'll split up your skull into fragments from the gat pressure
[02:32.57] Cause you don't even look evil, you just a bad dresser
[02:35.12] When me and Majik Most shoot up and grip tecs
[02:36.93] We shoot until your polyester shirt turn to fishnet!
[02:39.54] Yo, wanna know the difference? Yo, just check this
[02:42.03] I'm a star in a stretch limo, you know my steez
[02:44.59] You at the bus terminal with a terminal disease
[02:47.29] I crush your egg chest, leave your face faceless
[02:49.59] Neck brace and abrasions, your face in the pavement
[02:52.16] You'll be pavin' the way, for Teethless Entertainment
[02:54.76] You think you're the Rainman? I'm reignin', like Raiden
[02:57.33] Raisin' my hands, shootin' lightning bolts at your fam
[02:59.84] Who?! - The fuck wanna war with our crew?
[03:02.24] What?! - The fuck y'all cats gonna do?
[03:04.72] When! - We start to fire the lead
[03:07.27] Where! - Your thoughts rest inside of your head
[03:09.88] Left fist, right fist, one gun, two gun
[03:12.30] You just, fucked up, look what, you've done
[03:14.74] (Left fist, right fist, one gun, two gun)
[03:17.10] (You just, fucked up, look what, you've done)
[03:19.77]