[VERSE 1: Celph Title] Somebody must have let the gorillas out But it be Godzilla season So the Gods pledge allegiance I've fled the scenes with thieves and You jetted home with a grievance Left your Polo shirt sleeveless Boy scout rookies can't out jook me So I cook flounder on my couch And keep an outlook where the crooks be Same old chorus - but hook 3 (wake up bake up bread) Amplify my gunshots loud enough to wake (the dead) No it ain't no luggage I'm on an ego trip Bird feather collector - give you an eagle clip If you got probably cause I'll wrap your noggin with gauze It's 47 ways to show you what the chopper's for They'll have to mop up the floor To find your wig piece - bones out in bubble f** Brain's out in sh**'s creek Ain't nothing s** about Demigods we all that So when they ask if we rock say Belee Dat [Chorus] Belee Dat Belee Dat Belee Dat Belee Dat [VERSE 2] Open up your grill - I'm closing the taco truck My Glock go buck - yours - not so much I repent for my sins - and pray for the best tho Iced out Jesus piece - still give me a chest cold You was trained in a Safari - but you still duck I just make a finger puppet You think it's some ill stuff Like a gang gesture - but I don't run with them I aim better - so I don't shoot guns with them Drain the ocean for remains for crashed ships Lump giving fat lips - love f**ing fat chicks Some f**ing bad sh** - back flip like Shinobi Shot a poison tip dart to your f*got a** homie Ratchet a** hoes blow me - I'm such a bad influence I'm ignorant - Bermuda Triangle of lost innocence Ain't nothing s** about Demigods we all that So when they ask if we rock say Belee Dat [Chorus] Belee Dat Belee Dat Belee Dat Belee Dat