Celph Titled - Nothin 2 Lose lyrics

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Celph Titled - Nothin 2 Lose lyrics

[Verse 1 - Blacastan] I'm better than your best artist still on the shelf And f** your record deal I can put out myself No hooks no gimmicks not p**y not timid Like Tony and Manolo when i push it to the limit The fire to the vinyl when im meltin the groove Bear hands no utensils when I'm eatin n***as food Rollin like John Wayne, blicky on my side Got aim like Max Payne put bullets in your eye I get it in from the US to UK Blac be the ringmaster, n***as cirkus olè And my blade still fast, En garde, Touchè One hand behind my back carving up your toupè You can catch my in the bay ghostriding a whip In the lab with Columbo dividing the chip Fifty-fifty on a flip cause we ride for this sh** ???? still a Tropic Thunder k** a wack rapper when I pull a rug from under This sideshow rap cats, with tight jeans and backpacks Monotone trucker hats, the f** is you lookin at? Forget giving a n***a dap, all of you n***as [Hook x 2] I've got the whole world to gain and nothin to lose I'm gunnin for the top still payin my dues Cause I don't give a f** about none of y'all dudes I got love for this game but don't get it confused [Verse 2 - Blacastan] I roll dice, f** dykes and rob mic's n***as thought they had the game on lock, I'm like "Psych!" Howdy neighbors, the real sh** is back on the block All these lawn-jockin n***as lining up to get shot It's like Sambo meets Rambo With a whole Lotta ammo To my sand n***as ridin' on camels, Peace! I catch y'all n***as when I'm in Saudi Arabia Head wrap draped out my nike's lookin' crazier SB dunks is fly, n***a no doubt Long dicky b**h like an elephant snout n***a f** you wack album out I give a hell if it's out Celebratin' all day like when felons get out Cartoons on the couch with an L in my mouth Yeah, beef with Blac straight end your career here My west coast n***as story sets in the air yeah My east coast n***as blazin' toast with ? [Hook x 2] [Verse 3 - Celph Titled] Celph and Blacastan with gats in hand on lock I wish that i would get away with every murder plot that I will ? Rifle ? co*k Shiny like a Klondike bar Yeah, I'm quite raw Should have bought stock in Netflix Instead I bought a red Benz blue Beamer So you f**er's couldn't set trip The homemade shell catchers made from milk cartons Soundin' like microwave popcorn when the spill startin' So if it's a problem with me then You probably gonna have problems walkin' without the tops of your knees I ain't Oscar award winnin I'm Benjamin Franklin gettin ? ? ? got you that new anchorman position When I be aimin' I be hittin' Every vital organ That might be recordin' The source of all distortion I eliminate contenders with senators When i be off the Henny, twisted I hit you with the speed of a Hemi engine [Hook x 2]