Baldwin Brothers - Celph Titled

MM: What for real?

His skull?

It just washed up on Clearwater Beach?

CT: No doubt

MM: Well, that’s what he gets

CT: Word up

MM: That’s what you get…

CT: I tried to tell him, fucking around with Tampa nigga shit is no joke

That’s where the fuck I’m from man

MM: It ain’t no joke check it out.

I’m Majik Most, and this is my motherfucking

man Celph Titled

We gon' run this Tampa hip hop shit like this

CT: What you know about that?

MM: Leave you with a little deformed skull.

A human petting zoo.

Fucking check it out

CT: Fuck that

MM: Ay yo, tell em what your name is

Celph Titled, the motherfucking OG killer

Nobody can hold heat iller with this magnifique milla

Meter, we on the creep to meet ya better hope

That we won’t put the metal to your chest like a stethoscope

And Majik Most came through with rocket launchers

Crazy shit, dump your baby’s crib on kid

In 5 o’clock traffic live on TV, you gon see me with Bob Hype gripping my Glock

tight

Deep from the depths of Tampa, Majik appears

Everybody love me, fucking man of the year

Motherfuckers don’t fear, my man Celph’s here

That’s why you got a bazooka pointed at your ear

Bombard your brain

Like seeing a bondage flick with your mom in the chains

I’ll put you in some flames

Yeah motherfucker that’s more than a threat

Ah too late, now you’re a charcoal briquette

CT: If you watch how I move you’re damn right I’m a player and pimp

Just came back from Hell, but I don’t walk with a limp

In the hood in Tampa Bay they saying «Celph, you hot,»

They like me they should love me more than they love 'Pac

MM: If you watch how I move you’re damn right I’m a player and pimp

I just fucked your girl, now she walk with a limp

In the hood in Tampa Bay they saying «Majik, you hot,»

They like me, they should love me more than they love 'Pac

Ayo, catch me frequently freaking 3 chicks

With me and Ronald Isley on «The Magic Scene (Remix)»

Check the prefix, come on 813

Result in drastic measures, fucking with Dick Fleger

Off the radar, channel 8 cover up

Shit got fucked up when his body bubbled up

His corpse was found chain tied to an oil tanker

Now I guess you can say he’s a real news anchor

Yo, fuck 8 on your side, I got a 9 on my side

That’s putting 16 slugs in your spine

Act like a thug around me, you must be out of your mind

I’m straight from Hillsboro you must be outside the county line

This is Tampa nigga motherfuck wherever you’re from

We so crazy, doing drive-by stabbings with no guns

End up at Bayfront with treatment for 8 lumps

You rep New York down here go back where you came from

CT: You faggot protestors better duck when we deploy shots

You had a young man in your bed and called it a boycott

MM: Yo, to find an MC that can spray in these ways

Is like finding Kirk Cameron on camera these days

CT: And when the heat blaze like fast food we do it your way

Serve you with two big macs watch your chest get filleted

MM: And I’ll smack your head back, you’ll be wearing Sway’s hat

With MTV News zooming in on that bruise

CT: Whose crew got more pimps?

We putting C4 in seafood serving y’all some real popcorn shrimp

MM: Bitch you wanna battle?

Come on, you’re from where?

You’ll play like Rick Moranis and shrink your whole career

CT: It’s like you near a swimming pool cuz you gon get wet

And I’m the type to do a cannon ball right on your kid’s head

MM: I put your girl in a leather mask with the zipper mouth

In the sun your grandma turned to leather when you left her out

MM: I told you man, look at you!

You’re sad

CT: Sad as hell

MM: Your face melted off, where’s your face, man?

CT: Look at that shit

MM: Yo, fucking with Tampa that’s what happens

CT: You fucked up

MM: That’s what you get!

CT: You’re goddamn right

MM: And you got it!

CT: Word up, we turn beef to mince meat out these motherfuckers

MM: Yo, what is that, his vertebrae?

CT: Yeah, I see the collarbone

MM: Nah nah, yo, that’s a leg

CT: Nah that’s a motherfucking fibula

MM: Yo, I think I see the skull

CT: Yeah yeah it’s still got some hair on it

MM: Yo, what is that, a wing?

CT: Yeaaah

MM: Ha ha…