Tak - Lap of the Godz lyrics

[Ryu] Yeah Ryu and Tak Celph motherf**ing Titled Demigodz [Verse 1: Ryu] I am my own hell, I am my heaven I am my triple-six, I am my seven Ain't no need to call a reverend I'mma bless 'em, get the message You at ten, my sh** goes to eleven (Spinal Tap) My ascension from a slob to a rap god Heroin black tar We smack y'all heretics See I'm a seraphim Save yourself the embarra**ment The highest ranking angel of God Talking to cherubims Great can't take a break Boss never take a day off I'm here for a purpose The Lord don't make mistakes S.O.B in the place, you know the drilly pal Ryu, Tak, Skully, Divine, Cheap, what up Bilal? So come and get it We hunting without a license A terrorist on this mic Call me Vanilla Isis Taking out you s**ers and you don't know how I did it But you do, you know its true But you're to proud to admit it I'm a god [Chorus] Curse my name Stab me in the back But that could never change the undeniable fact That I'm a god Curse my name Stab me in the back But that could never change the undeniable fact [Verse 2: Tak] I'm a bad man But you can tell I'm blessed Still feeling guilty for the things I did on Megadef My reputation must have rung a bell and made them mad Cos I'm still stacking skeletons underground from Razor Tag My sincerest apologies Sorry, probably bottled your spirit And pour it out in the lobby And copped a [?] in your lyrics I'm sick and tired of comical, Richard Pryor degenerates Better get back, your neck'll get slashed like The Revenant Ticky Tak, turn up the temp a million degrees They ask me where I've been Well I've been chilling overseas [?] to [?] City Avenue Now I'm back with the firing squad and a whole new attitude With a violent facade right You trying too hard, quiet With Styles of Beyond silent cos I am a god So my method to go and get 'em is writing the song Spot 'em and once I've got 'em I'll swat 'em the fly on the wall I'm gone [Verse 2: Celph Titled] Run, run, run from the ghetto bird But don't fret, I'll even the bet with top secret jets Two of my crew lands Air traffic controller looking like the wacky waving inflatable tube man If a bullet could talk, mine would say "f** off, Celph Titled's a boss" I'm larger than life, use a mountain for a back rub I just found a Malaysian airplane in my bath tub Royal flush holder You wanna feed your kids granola But I gave 'em all ice cream double dipped in ebola I'm the reason for the Richter scale I was sent from hell With weapons like Christian Bale The axe I wield will have your b**h impaled Catch you shopping, get on the Walmart intercom And let the whole store know I put this dick in your mom Yeah I slayed and tapped it Her face look like she was laying next to firecrackers taped to eight mayonnaise packets [Chorus] Curse my name Stab me in the back But that could never change the undeniable fact That I'm a god Curse my name Stab me in the back But that could never change the undeniable fact That I'm a god