Celph Taut - Quantum Orchestra
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Lyrics
Back again, took a break from music I captivated/
cats debated the flow I drop or the fact I've made it/
Unconventional - why hate?/
I'm about 5, 8 times the lyric ratio crime rate/
And cats now think they're better than me?/
Yeah you may have more cheddar than me/
you may know how to mix, make your quality sound better than me/
But you'll never match the swagger just as sever as me/
so fall back, like you had a trip with a neck brace/
Hip Hop throne, they had me sit in the best place/
Forget safes, yo I crack it off with a broken screw/
Who's dope, it's like I'm spitting with a coke needle/
so lethal, I take a dose cause there's no equal/
no greater than/ It's a prison console - I play the pen/
This day depends on how I wreck it, check it/
Discredit it, come back on it and edit it/
Who better yo, who can match up with the etiquette/
Kill you with the bars so I guess I feel like a predicate/
and like I said yo, the quality may be wack as hell/
But i can't mix my shit AND murder the track as well/
like what the hell, I beat it up till my knuckles swell/
Sweep bitches off of their feet I'm close to the Bucket pale/
Nothing but a advisory for the dope shit/
Looking broke, couldn't afford some extra clothes this/
will have to do, Flashy shit like the black and blue/
You rock them skinny jeans, ain't like a nigga asked you too/
Think you got that Rock star swag going on/
I think you got that Rock star fag going on/
PDA, nothing close to the GTA/
You a fake burn, like foods inside of an easy bake/
It's too late, I'm a/ Bukkake, dude pop thee'/
tool, sloppy/ On a stick nigga, souvlaki/
if you cocky, I'm cocky like an office jerk/
do surgery, nurses get me a Doctors shirt/
yeah medal swag, like it's Metal Gear/
You a metal fag, like to metal queers/
Like to be funny, you like to see money/
but don't make No G's, you a rat getting no cheese/
my whole steeze, consists of rapping on old beats/
Run from the alter, man - all you niggas got cold feet/
I'm on the block like the Lego logo's mascot/
I blast ock, but his ass in his last spot/
watch the casket drop, pull em out - put his ass on top/
Then say my piece, let ta bastard watch/
You let niggas in ya space, you an Astronaut/
I pass the rock, an then alley oop for the basket shot/
I'm a basket case/ Opera mask - rocking half his face
Proctologist swagger putting ya ass in place/
How asinine is that to face a cat like me/
You spent years in the making, creating rap like me/
and ain't made it, so face it your shit is basic/
The Top is so close motherfucker I almost taste it/
you niggas is wasted and garbage and can't rap now/
Gotta back down, n stop chasing another cats style/
You're in the back ground, I gotta respect you/
cause if it wasn't for you, I'd have nobody to step through/