Celph Titled - Turntable Science lyrics

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Celph Titled - Turntable Science lyrics

Verse One: All you f**in' DJs take heed to this installment Or get your face augmented Celph Titled spit raw sentences Scully freak the instruments and all that Weak n***as fall flat without they slip mat Bangin' on wax Got your neck hangin' from racks Up in your studio with flamethrowers erasin' your DATs It's serious You ain't never in the DJ booth You're spinnin' parties at gay clubs in your birthday suit When my microphone is on, my tracks get felt "While the techniques spin, the wax is on the felt" - Ultramagnetic MC's 'Ego Trippin' And we outstanding/out standing like Buckingham Palace guards And if you weaponless I still leave you unarmed Literally Beat juggle your frame, leave your chest cracked Stab you with a Stanton, smack you with the Vestax "I can't wait to break and eliminate" - Eric B. & Rakim 'Follow The Leader' Any DJ without this record in their crate Even the most simplest scratch you can't do n***a Karaoke night's the only time you perform a jigga/Jigga Your life is worth less than the trash it's been tossed in Nobody carry your crates, now they carry your coffin [Chorus] "It's Celph Titled motherf**ers" "My tracks get felt" "DJ Skully" "Bangin' on wax" "Stab you with the?, smack you with the best acts" "It's Celph Titled motherf**ers" "We demolish and k**" "DJ Skully" "Knock you out in the first round" Verse 2: Ayo Skully (What's the deal?) You gonna rip these fake DJ's? (No question Celph) Check the video for replays We sellin your defeat Makin' money off of haters That's how my man flip the fader with the techniques Knock you out in the first round You hear the champion sounds? You can crab scratch but it's just an itch on your crotch See me in the club with the finest b**h in the spot I should have my own mixer but I'm not a disc jockey Be the first MC to have DMC sponsor me Kidnap your kids from your vintage place Duct or electrical we use all different types of mix tape So get it straight or get ate up from your own gut "He sound wack... wait up hold up" And every piece of music I did is on vinyl from the rock n' roll hall of hell It's Celph Titled motherf**ers You think your style is tougher than leather You should polish your sk**s, we demolish and k** Crap DJ's and you f*ggot rappers get it too Skully cut the wax and bring the motherf**in chorus through Chorus "It's like that" "Like this" "Motherf**er's tryin to diss" "You must be outta your f**in mind" "I came back for those who still too intact" "DJ Skully bout to f** sh** up" "Celph Titled number one" "We callin' the shots" "We don't give a f**" "Well hold up I'm not done yet" "We don't rock a spot we tear the roof off the b**h" Outro [Celph Titled speaking]: You have just witnessed real motherf**in turntable science Sprinkled with a little bit of thug sauce From Tampa Bay to New York to the UK Celph Titled AKA Frosty The Snow Thug And DJ Skully AKA Scratch Your motherf**in' Eyeballs Out It don't get no more Godzilla than that b-b-b-b-b-b-b-ap Catch a couple of those and call me in the morning motherf**ers Remember it ain't where ya from it's where's your gat b**h-a** n***a's