Takbir Bashir - Respect 4 Grandma lyrics

[Intro: Celph Titled and Mike] -Are we recording right now? -Yea we're recording -I can't do it right now because my grandma is asleep in the room and I have to like go to like another room and like yell it -Go ahead -You know Respect for Grandma -You know what I mean [Verse 1: Ryu] Scoop Deville Your now rocking with a drunken battle We pack pumps like s*uts when they Traveling with shoes in the trunk Im losing it punk, missing a few screws and a nut Im stupid as f**, Im from the old school but I flunked Black on Black, rips with some grain to grip b**h slapping these trick rappers, till they pay this pimp Quit acting the click clacking like you famous sh** You f*ggots are broke with names out of gangsta flicks (b*atch) What a joke, you ain't never cut up coke on a scale Or snuck dope through the border in a c**anut shell f** No! You want tell your little veteran tales So when I put the smoke in your mouth you better inhale s** it! [Verse 2: Tak] You ready lets get it, the games now finished Its's all, weapons to aim with a 1000 rounds in it Machine shop cla** mixtaped lynch men Clapping at your tracks rabbits back to the benches yea People famous call me the evil genius Got them bumpin Styles In the Buick people speeding Brim with the tilt, cigar on my clutch Your crying over spilled milk Demigodz whats up? Got a flask filled of that ole lucky number 7 brand Get rid of your first string I ain't playing second hand Your messing with butane, get scorched in a torch fire Look out for the new slang, you rocking with Fort Minor [Bridge: Celph Titled] Allrigth hold for a second Yeah you know who the f** this is SOB mother f**as Demigodz mother f**as Mike Shinoda Mother f**as And this is Celph Titled Mother f**as We put a pipe bomb in your tail pipe and it go off mother f**as My gun don't fit through the doorway mother f**as lets Go! [Verse 3: Mike] This is the last warning shot before we're letting this go We don't have to say lay low, ya'll already know That when the lights goes dim and the beat drops in Even Texas can't hold them, ante up and Im in Im like Black Jack Johnson and MOP Drinking handfuls of Jack Daniels (you'll see) Cause when we hop into the Jeep to try out the CD You'll want a low rider bucking bronco to Scoop's beat now My name's Mike (Mike), remember it well More rock than raising hell, Rougher then Roc Deville Ryu and Tak will tell you whats really the deal If you want it come get us at the end of this twelve [Outro: Celph Titled] Yea yea yea, you know the f**in drill Keeping it Godzilla up in the mother f**in Home Depot This is Celph Titled, the lame mile k**er This SOB, this is Demigodz, this is M Shinoda the cobra holder And this is your brain on crack mother f**a! Perfect... the guy is a genius