U.G. (Cella Dwellas) - U.G. (Verses vs Beats) lyrics

[Intro: U.G.] Yo. It's U.G., yeah. Cella Dwellas, yeah. It's like that, yo. Nah'm saying? I'ma keep y'all in reality and in the realm, show you how we flip the technique. Yo, yo [Verse 1: U.G.] Murder verse, thirst for the worst, burst first Return you to Earth, from which you came. It's a cold game I'll hold and aim, open your brain, soak. The remains Are leftovers left in Rovers when the mess was over Test a holster and rest forever sleepy Streetsweep, my n***as pick where your keys be Give me the keys, please, or kiss your knees slumped in the whip Pump with the grip, pump and let it rip through your organs Spit fortunes when talking, Freddie Bla**ie Very “Cla**y,” machete where your back be This ain't an act, B. In fact, B, your faculty is wack to me This ain't a scrap to me. It's more than that, kid, yo The cloud dockings, meetings with Martians with odd skin Unloading carbon in the fuel tanks, ready for takeoff I'll face off with any living thing that breathes air Feed your ears to my pet vulture. It's U.G. prophet I'm spotted navigating a UFO from the co*kpit I'm gothic and shoplift magic objects and drink From goblets, chew the cartilage off the hardest rap artist Drag him in the forest, fog to the north. Polymorph In the morgue, then scatter, twist matter Rip like a raptor from this life to the after I'll be the illest to spit the mystical style. My sh** Is wild. Yo, Blowout, man. You know my style Word up