Celph Titled - Eatadiccup lyrics

Look, up above! It's a bird, it's a plane, it's my balls! (Yeah) J-Zone a-k-a Captain Backslap Celph Titled the motherf**in' Rubix Cuban Come on [J-Zone] Super-n***a J-Zone in the sky with a fur cape Enemy of the state, in '98 I dropped the gold tape Hoes wantin' my presents got nothin' but more laughter b**h, the fact that it's Christmas is no factor Unknown to famous, my Rolodex got a long list of hoes, like the Chinatown White Pages Only yellow n***a, always runnin' his mouth Eatin' p**y, lookin' like Pac-Man, but don't f** with a spouse Ladies, I drove 'em crazy, cause I gave 'em more head But pigeons are sh**tin' on me cause I threw 'em no bread Bum b**hes beg me not to perform cause I'm offendin' 'em [Sample] Please, don't do it! I said I'm no gentleman! [J-Zone] She left, about to cry too, what, you forgotten? I was raised on 2 Live Crew, my attitude is rotten Zone and Celph are guaranteed Like your b**h gainin' 55 pounds after you marry the G [Celph Titled] Yo, me and Zone cake heavily, breakin' cheddar with cheese graters With an HK barrel that stretch 3 acres Sniper maneuvers, I'm on some heavy metal sh** Find me at Lollapalooza with a bazooka Any b**h 14 and up, you know I'm f**in' that Get my rocks off, watchin' fat girls do jumpin' jacks I really stay on top of my game when I'm at Cause I'm f**in' your wife missionary style on a Twister mat [J-Zone & Celph Titled] MC's hate us Bleach don't fade us Ball on a bunch of ??? hoes don't date us Zone and Celph Titled rippin' over the beat Come to your crib, take a leak, piss all over the seat You're 2-bit like Atari, Coleco, Commodore You're sorry, with a weak show, what the f** you rhymin' for? [Sample] What sort of nonsense is this? Eat a dick up co*k-co*ks**ers, co*k-co*ks**ers [J-Zone] We APR finance careers Cause we give it to you now, and you're payin' for the next 3 years My ex called me the Pipe-long Kid Cause I got a dick size reminiscent of the Whitestone Bridge Sissies talk all tough, takin' "Thug-agra" by the case Celph stomped a hole in your cheek, and everybody call your a** Ma$e And on your face you'll fall flat For ballin' out your league like Kobe with a baseball bat, ya b**h [J-Zone talking] Oh, sh**, yo, Celph What are you doing with that cannon, man? Make sure you think twice before you use it [Celph Titled talking] No doubt Zone, I always do [Sample] Once when I load it, and once when I fire it (gunshot) [Celph Titled] Real gangstas don't say much, we talk with our hands And keep a surplus of Ziploc bags and rubberbands Brother man, you see me load the clip in the gun? You'd better k** that crip walk and start doin' a crip run I'm 6'1", 240 pounds, enough to cause fractures Extort pussies in the game, it's gonna cost rappers From now on, call me Reverend Get-Right I got a thing for female journalists, I like the b**h type Cookin' crack in a rotisserie oven, hickory smokin' In the projects with a bulldozer, picture me rollin', n***a I went to private school, attended church and said my prayers Now I'm takin' trips to hell, and God, I love it there Settin' the new fashion trends, who else? You look nice in that body bag, suit yourself Black Sabbath performer, come see me on Sunday And witness how I'm lightin' up Broadway with my gunplay