作词 : Julian Hammer/Detlef Keller/Manuu Rückert
作曲 : Julian Hammer/Detlef Keller/Manuu Rückert
(feat. Celph Titled, Majik Most)
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 hating every mother****ing 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 fun (hehehe)
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 mother****er's wedding gown off~!
WHO - the **** wanna war with our crew
WHAT - the **** 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 ****ed up, look what you've done
(Left fist, right fist, one gun, two gun)
(You just ****ed 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, everybody knows who I am
German fans, SoundScan puttin money in my hand
I'm the type to host a luncheon in a dungeon, maaan
And torture your grandma while I'm munchin, maaan
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 C4, 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
Wit'cha body in the desert you won't be so fresh
When vultures pick at your neck and have a picnic in your chest
Yeah yo
Now, let's get it straight **** 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 (ha ha)
When me and Majik Most shoot up and grip tecs
We shoot until your polyester mother****ers 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
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.00] 作词 : Julian Hammer/Detlef Keller/Manuu Rückert
[00:00.10] 作曲 : Julian Hammer/Detlef Keller/Manuu Rückert
[00:00.21](feat. Celph Titled, Majik Most)
[00:01.38][Celph Titled:]
[00:03.72]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
[00:25.35]I'm like Ming the Merciless; when the bullets sting
[00:27.60]They'll be hurtin less than the flames cause they'll be burnin flesh
[00:30.27]Scorchin the hair off your scalps and faces
[00:32.25]Now your crew looks like Onyx as leukemia patients~!
[00:34.68]Too much lighter fluid'll do it, explode your whole chest
[00:37.23]Leave you "Black on Both Sides" like we barbecuin Mos Def!
[00:39.60]And I don't hate people by race color or creed
[00:41.82]To put it simple, I'm just hating every mother****ing thing that breathes
[00:44.70]And I'm so raw, I make everything in the freezer look well done
[00:47.43]Celph Titled is hell son, psychopath with a welding fun (hehehe)
[00:50.19]And we ain't holdin back, we holdin macs
[00:52.29]M-1, 12 gauge and a couple G-36 HK's
[00:55.29]And they blaze, every round off; bullets fly
[00:57.48]Hit your best man and shoot your mother****er's wedding gown off~!
[00:59.67][Chorus: Celph Titled (Majik Most)]
[01:00.45]WHO - the **** wanna war with our crew
[01:02.37]WHAT - the **** y'all cats gonna do
[01:04.83]WHEN - we start to fire the lead
[01:07.32]WHERE - your thoughts rest inside of your head
[01:09.96]Left fist, right fist, one gun, two gun
[01:12.45]You just ****ed up, look what you've done
[01:14.88](Left fist, right fist, one gun, two gun)
[01:17.49](You just ****ed up, look what you've done)
[01:19.38][Majik Most:]
[01:19.71]You're not a dunn, you're a white kid named Dan
[01:22.14]Tossed you and your fam through an industrial fan
[01:24.54]It's Majik Most, everybody knows who I am
[01:27.03]German fans, SoundScan puttin money in my hand
[01:29.61]I'm the type to host a luncheon in a dungeon, maaan
[01:32.22]And torture your grandma while I'm munchin, maaan
[01:34.71]I'll rip you out the picture like a dolphin Dolph Lundgren
[01:37.32]I'll battle you, your crew, your gay-ass cousin
[01:39.57]My name buzzin on the streets? Nah that's my chainsaw
[01:42.15]Wrap your head in C4, launch it off the seesaw
[01:44.55]You never seen raw before I deattach your skull
[01:47.10]Now you look like Skeletor with a positive AIDS test
[01:49.83]Stressed out, you get punched in your mouth
[01:52.17]Punt heads up North, and they land down South
[01:54.57]Wit'cha body in the desert you won't be so fresh
[01:56.91]When vultures pick at your neck and have a picnic in your chest
[02:08.31][Chorus]
[02:08.52][Celph Titled:]
[02:12.18]Yeah yo
[02:14.19]Now, let's get it straight **** the name's Celph Titled
[02:22.20]Don't just hold weight, this man right here hold chrome plates
[02:25.05]And gun parts, assorted explosives
[02:27.00]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
[02:32.55]Cause you don't even look evil, you just a bad dresser (ha ha)
[02:35.07]When me and Majik Most shoot up and grip tecs
[02:36.93]We shoot until your polyester mother****ers shirt turn to fishnet!
[02:39.45][Majik Most:]
[02:39.78]Yo, wanna know the difference? Yo just check this
[02:42.06]I'm a star in a stretch limo, you know my steez
[02:44.52]You at the bus terminal, with a terminal disease
[02:47.19]I crush your egg chest, leave your face faceless
[02:49.53]Neck brace and abrasions, your face in the pavement
[02:52.14]You'll be pavin the way, for Teethless Entertainment
[02:54.72]You think you're the Rainman? I'm reignin, like Raiden
[02:57.21]Raisin my hands, shootin lightning bolts at your fam
[02:59.28][Chorus]
作词 : Julian Hammer/Detlef Keller/Manuu Rückert
作曲 : Julian Hammer/Detlef Keller/Manuu Rückert
(feat. Celph Titled, Majik Most)
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 hating every mother****ing 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 fun (hehehe)
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 mother****er's wedding gown off~!
WHO - the **** wanna war with our crew
WHAT - the **** 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 ****ed up, look what you've done
(Left fist, right fist, one gun, two gun)
(You just ****ed 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, everybody knows who I am
German fans, SoundScan puttin money in my hand
I'm the type to host a luncheon in a dungeon, maaan
And torture your grandma while I'm munchin, maaan
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 C4, 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
Wit'cha body in the desert you won't be so fresh
When vultures pick at your neck and have a picnic in your chest
Yeah yo
Now, let's get it straight **** 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 (ha ha)
When me and Majik Most shoot up and grip tecs
We shoot until your polyester mother****ers 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
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.00] 作词 : Julian Hammer/Detlef Keller/Manuu Rückert
[00:00.10] 作曲 : Julian Hammer/Detlef Keller/Manuu Rückert
[00:00.21](feat. Celph Titled, Majik Most)
[00:01.38][Celph Titled:]
[00:03.72]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
[00:25.35]I'm like Ming the Merciless; when the bullets sting
[00:27.60]They'll be hurtin less than the flames cause they'll be burnin flesh
[00:30.27]Scorchin the hair off your scalps and faces
[00:32.25]Now your crew looks like Onyx as leukemia patients~!
[00:34.68]Too much lighter fluid'll do it, explode your whole chest
[00:37.23]Leave you "Black on Both Sides" like we barbecuin Mos Def!
[00:39.60]And I don't hate people by race color or creed
[00:41.82]To put it simple, I'm just hating every mother****ing thing that breathes
[00:44.70]And I'm so raw, I make everything in the freezer look well done
[00:47.43]Celph Titled is hell son, psychopath with a welding fun (hehehe)
[00:50.19]And we ain't holdin back, we holdin macs
[00:52.29]M-1, 12 gauge and a couple G-36 HK's
[00:55.29]And they blaze, every round off; bullets fly
[00:57.48]Hit your best man and shoot your mother****er's wedding gown off~!
[00:59.67][Chorus: Celph Titled (Majik Most)]
[01:00.45]WHO - the **** wanna war with our crew
[01:02.37]WHAT - the **** y'all cats gonna do
[01:04.83]WHEN - we start to fire the lead
[01:07.32]WHERE - your thoughts rest inside of your head
[01:09.96]Left fist, right fist, one gun, two gun
[01:12.45]You just ****ed up, look what you've done
[01:14.88](Left fist, right fist, one gun, two gun)
[01:17.49](You just ****ed up, look what you've done)
[01:19.38][Majik Most:]
[01:19.71]You're not a dunn, you're a white kid named Dan
[01:22.14]Tossed you and your fam through an industrial fan
[01:24.54]It's Majik Most, everybody knows who I am
[01:27.03]German fans, SoundScan puttin money in my hand
[01:29.61]I'm the type to host a luncheon in a dungeon, maaan
[01:32.22]And torture your grandma while I'm munchin, maaan
[01:34.71]I'll rip you out the picture like a dolphin Dolph Lundgren
[01:37.32]I'll battle you, your crew, your gay-ass cousin
[01:39.57]My name buzzin on the streets? Nah that's my chainsaw
[01:42.15]Wrap your head in C4, launch it off the seesaw
[01:44.55]You never seen raw before I deattach your skull
[01:47.10]Now you look like Skeletor with a positive AIDS test
[01:49.83]Stressed out, you get punched in your mouth
[01:52.17]Punt heads up North, and they land down South
[01:54.57]Wit'cha body in the desert you won't be so fresh
[01:56.91]When vultures pick at your neck and have a picnic in your chest
[02:08.31][Chorus]
[02:08.52][Celph Titled:]
[02:12.18]Yeah yo
[02:14.19]Now, let's get it straight **** the name's Celph Titled
[02:22.20]Don't just hold weight, this man right here hold chrome plates
[02:25.05]And gun parts, assorted explosives
[02:27.00]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
[02:32.55]Cause you don't even look evil, you just a bad dresser (ha ha)
[02:35.07]When me and Majik Most shoot up and grip tecs
[02:36.93]We shoot until your polyester mother****ers shirt turn to fishnet!
[02:39.45][Majik Most:]
[02:39.78]Yo, wanna know the difference? Yo just check this
[02:42.06]I'm a star in a stretch limo, you know my steez
[02:44.52]You at the bus terminal, with a terminal disease
[02:47.19]I crush your egg chest, leave your face faceless
[02:49.53]Neck brace and abrasions, your face in the pavement
[02:52.14]You'll be pavin the way, for Teethless Entertainment
[02:54.72]You think you're the Rainman? I'm reignin, like Raiden
[02:57.21]Raisin my hands, shootin lightning bolts at your fam
[02:59.28][Chorus]