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Who's Fucking Around
Celph Titled
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Yeah bitch
Aiyo it's K-Skillz, the bangin' Puerto Rican lady chaser
Rhyme maker, dro dime breaker, speed your pace up
I'm miles ahead of the competition, stop and listen closely
Niggas with them wack Casio beats, don't even approach me
Or I'mma throw your beat tape in the
Wastebasket faggot (fuck outta here)
Go in your crib, break your sampler like a bad habit (word)
The only way you're gonna get large is if you spit hard
Got heads waitin' for my shit like Super Bowl kickoff
I lick clit and burn incense, when the spliff's on
K-style rockin'? C'mon, you got that shit wrong
I'm doin' me, don't give a FUCK who you be
You talk a good one, but on the real you ain't foolin' me
I'm tryin' to pull a G times three, on every fifteen
Drop a album every two years, keepin' production sweet
Build somethin' for myself, spread the wealth through my seeds
Greenback weed and a mami, son what else do I need?
X 2
Bring it on, let me know, who's fuckin' around?
Celph Titled and K-Skillz, yeah you're lovin' the sound
From Maryland to NY, that's how we runnin' it down
It's time to surface from under the ground, under the ground
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Whenever Celph Titled drops shit, you niggas better cop it
I don't get head in a whip, I get my cock sucked in a cockpit
I'm no joke, I'll pull out in broad daylight
Hip-Hop ain't nuttin' but a bitch to me, so I'mma rape this mic
You couldn't spit if you was a white boy, chewin' tobacco
I'm a live nigga, gettin' dough, doin' fiascoes
Let the buck-fifty donate some stab wounds
And fire buckshots like Priority did to Black Moon
I'm out for street fame, whether it be rockin' mics
Or pullin' Glocks in heists, knockin' niggas off of motorbikes
My pockets stay thicker than a male's eyebrows
And my style, without a doubt, is quick to put your lights out
Leave you iced out, stranded in Antarctica
My cannons hit harder when bullets fly sparkin' your Nautica
Motherfucker, this is New York's finest
Comin' loud and clear, but now it's
Time to get the fuck up out of here
X 2
Yo, I get better in time like The Whispers
Gettin' money like Haitian restaurants on U Street, with the tip cups
My joints is like, audio merry-go-rounds in stereo sound
Turnin' D.C. into a burial ground
Fuckin' around with these niggas and
You might just get your face ripped off
By the semi-automatic lettin' the clip off
I be the raw spic that leave your fuckin' jaw split
If this is a battle? Congratulations, you just lost it
{-K-Skillz scratches "K-Skillz" and "Celph Titled"
Like smack, I break your back with my rap
I send you home with your teeth missin'
Because I'm all that
I send you home with your teeth missin'
And stay the fuck out my path
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