Without Warning

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(Intro: The1shanti) Yeah, that's right You know what I mean Bombay Safire, the India Bambaataa Ain't no underground shit right here Ay, yo, Electro, bring in the drums son It's like niggas see your mug up on TV And they think shits sweet, right You know what I mean Do a couple of major label tours And shit ain't sweet Ay, yo, Celph Titled Talk to these mother fuckers (Verse 1: Celph Titled) Look down the barrel mother fucker You can see what hell look like I ain't never rock a halo I grow horns from my head at midnight My whole steeze consists of anger management release Act like a baby and get dropped right on your head piece This flow is deadly faggot, fuck, what you stupid Oppose me and have you running From an angry mob of Cubans I'm a cross between Bram Stoker and La Cosa Nostra We organized vampires with a chrome attire This ain't no tough talk, it's words from a genius You could me the meanest thug I'll still have homicide cleaning your rug Drinking the dick syrup, you bitches is intoxicated I never use a rubber ma, my glocks are chrome plated Up in the studio, my masters rest in an alter We keep a holy dress code, my engineers wear priest collars Duck from the fire spray, this is how we making hits I love the taste of burnt flesh, it tastes like bacon bits (Verse 2: The1shanti) I know you seen us in those videos (Right) And heard our voice on the radio (True that) With all of the pretty faces, check the phrasing We keep it moving, Cuban to Asian In this game, it's either me or you star I ain't come up like Harold and Kumar More like that kid who's counting them blue cars Fucks with mines, you'll be calling on Blue Cross Aspiring, I take it one step higher than I stay trail blazing, they bootleg firemen Conspiring, thinking of me retiring You in too deep, now you wrestling leviathan Deny a man from getting paid right You all perspiring because you a bunch of playwrights Stay tight with family, don't need friends kid When I said 90 percent nigga I meant it Some man shit, this is my school, y'all suspended Never missing a day of the hustle, perfect attendance Liquor a blend with to make your head spin With electro-four yo, that nigga president (Outro: The1shanti) I know you seen us in those videos (True) And heard our voice on the radio (Right) With all of the pretty faces, check the phrasing We keep it moving, Cuban to Asian It's like mother fuckers see your mug up on MTV And shit and think shit's sweet all the sudden. Y'all ain't grinding on the levels we've been grinding at Mother fucking assholes Trying to take away a little bit of shine Because we've been grinding a decade and then some Put in your time and then talk the shit Do your homework Before you talk to the mother fucking professors Celph mother fucking Titled Mother fucking 1shanti Electro mother fucking four Do the research