Down & Dirty About My Scratch

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(Intro) Yes, yes y'all we going to keep it going strong All night long (what) we don't even believe in dumbing out (Never that) Yo we got a special guest in the place By the name of Celph Titled (Yeah, yeah) The Rubix Cuban (What up, what up) What up Celph, man (Yeah) Yo, how you doing? (Celph Titled: Yo, ain't nothing man, just down and dirt about my scratch) Oh word? (Yo know what I mean) So you going to kick something for the listeners or what? (Oh, no doubt, yo) Ok (Verse 1: Celph Titled) Now listen up, I ain't one for all of that tough guy chat I come from East Waters Avenue, where niggas cock they gats at Learned how to stack funds without pushing crack crumbs Credit card fraud from pay phones getting cash sums Back in '91, old school Tampa shit Robbing lowriders for they tape decks, amps and kits And we was never shook of cops If we saw you getting shaped up We'd turn the barbershop into a butcher shop Nowadays we more chill but get more ill Keep a burner for protection like I got a force field No more Juice Crew, just faggots wearing Fubu But that's cool, cause F.U. I wouldn't want to B.U Niggas creep through with firearms that'll bang your back A rotten ski mask that look more like a ninja mask I rap like a trained assassin marine, piece the time machine Write in night vision now my rhymes are green I represent Demigodz and Army of the Pharoses Collecting old guns, spending bread on ran toast But if I'm getting on a track and you ain't as nice as me I up the fee, spit a verse and charge you for the price of three Yeah and that's a rap A rap for all you string bean mother fuckers Oh my bad, my bad, can we curse (Yeah, don't sweat it Celph) Oh, alright, my bad That's a rap for you string bean mothers day advocates You know what I mean, show some love to your mom I know I did