Celph Titled - Pull the Pins Out lyrics

[Verse 1: Celph Titled] Back with the k**, d**h, murder You better check your computers I won't ever cheat on my b**h But I'll still sleep with a Luger You can see my reflection in the chrome it stays blazing I guess my gangsta's all smoke and mirrors Kidnap you in the basement with hatchets and cleavers So every time after that you hearin the Wu-Tang Torture skit And you havin a seizure f** your street cred I'll turn your street red Or skin the head of a skinhead Celph Titled and ES raisin' hell without Pinhead Its been said the pharaohs immortalize rhymes We keep heist plans in a trapper keeper... that's organized crime You might arrive in a stretch limo tinted out But you'll leave on a stretcher linen with no mouth Neck broken and ribs stickin out! [Esoteric] We the gorillas, this the season of Ichi The k**er You're cd is filler so we beef like manilla My sneakers, peach and vanilla Call me michael jordan, while recordin Slide a sword inside your organs Speak from the pillars How real is ES for that scrilla? I build with godzilla's militant Flotillas that believe in shootin first like reggie miller The illest of all sorts, we spit that fire motherf**er To leave you lookin like dude on the "Legacy of Blood" cover [Celph Titled] Soldier's stand up [UP!] Ready the artillery SALUTE! your comrade Eliminate the enemy Fire in the hole [hole!] We lettin our grenades [blow!] It's like we pull the pins out every time we pull our pens out [??] By now you should know theres no f**in around Its the army and its goin down We came to take it all And there ain't no stoppin when the candles start poppin' [Celph Titled] I wish a motherf**er would yap their lips Cause if I rap or load a clip Either way that you look at it A mack's about to spit Crack houses, I'm out with Real k**as not rappers Who keep pumps on our lap like we inflicted with asthma Addicted to disaster, every last bullet, I ain't savin none Can't say hi to my neighbors cause I might wave a gun Aim at the sun and you can shoot for the stars Put on your beat and we'll turn it off Won't even let it loop for a bar We known to give your head an obstruction Preach d**h and destruction Cop diesel when I co*k the eagle And thats not for nothin My shots always hit their target after the smoke sprays Cause we store bullets in cat shelters so theres no strays [Esoteric] We sinkin arrows through your mink and pink apparel The pharaoh, king of the battle, on the brink of insanity Frantically I spray the ink out the barrel The way you're thinkin is narrow We break your bones baby drinkin' the marrow These psychics blink at my tarot (You serious?) That's hilarious You rollin up in chariots and leave in wheel-barrows I'll have you wrapped in plastic Just like the food in fruit baskets I'll have your crew in suit jackets All sad when viewing the casket Now they pursue and attack us To rep for you and get back at me But I'm rollin with the army Motherf**er, you can ask for me And even when I'm outnumbered I shut 'em down like Teddy Bruschi And I proved it in the past So don't you f** around Call me stupendous, with sentences pen a genesis Chemist with seven venomous menaces on your premesis We write the torture papes orchestrate ways to slaughter fakes Formulate tapes and tour the states, I can ride with norman bates [Celph Titled] Soldier's stand up [UP!] Ready the artillery SALUTE! your comrade Eliminate the enemy Fire in the hole [hole!] We lettin our grenades [blow!] Its like we pull the pins out every time we pull our pens out [??] By now you should know theres no f**in around Its the army and its goin down We came to take it all And there ain't no stoppin when the candles start poppin'