(Samudio) One, two, three, four All right Watch it, watch it Say man Hattie told mattie About a thing she saw Had two big horns And a wooly jaw Wooly bully, wooly bully Wooly bully, wooly bully Wooly bully Hattie told mattie Don't you take no chance Don't you be l7 Come and learn to dance Wooly bully, wooly bully Wooly bully, wooly bully Wooly bully Hey watch it now, man Watch it, watch it Mattie told hattie it's the thing to do Get yourself a filly To pull the wool with you Wooly bully, wooly bully Wooly bully, wooly bully Wooly bully You got it, you got it

Bet he feels like an elephant Shaking his big grey trunk for the hell of it You know that youre dreaming about being loved by him Too bad your chances are slim And it's not like Mr. Shock To get shy when I ask who is on top? There must be something deep down in the middle of down there He's not too easily scared He's got friends but you get the feeling Wouldn't care too much if he just disappeared Oh, look there he is now coming down the stairs (Here he comes) He pulled the mirrors off his Cadillac (yeah) 'Cause he doesn't like it looking like he looks back He talks like his opinion is a simple fact Somebody grabbed his collar He cried the whole way home He won't remember a thing 'til it started again That's how it is 'til the end (yeah)

Dirty low slut tramp bitch ho motherfucking bass! What baow! Bassline! Baow! And by the way - suck my motherfucking bass! What baow! Dirty low slut tramp bitch ho bass! What baow! Suck my motherfucking bass! (What baow!) Shoooooooweuw, Bassline! (Fucker.) (Baow!) Bass! (Shit. Fucker. Baow!) Baow! (Blaow!) What baow! Dirty low slut tramp bitch ho bass! What baow! Suck my motherfucking bass!

It's 8 AM, this hell I'm in Seems I've crossed a line again For being nothing more than who I am So break my bones and throw your stones We all know that life ain't fair But there's more of us we're everywhere We don't have to take this back against the wall We don't have to take this we can end it all All you'll ever be is a faded memory of a bully Make another joke while they hang another rope so lonely Push them to the dirt till the words don't hurt can you hear me No one's gonna cry on the very day you die you're a bully Think it through you can't undo Whenever I see black and blue I feel the past, I share the bruise With everyone who's come and gone My head is clear my voice is strong, now I'm right here to right the wrong We don't have to take this back against the wall We don't have to take this we can end it all All you'll ever be is a faded memory of a bully Make another joke while they hang another rope so lonely Push them to the dirt till the words don't hurt can you hear me No one's gonna cry on the very day you die you're a bully It's 8 AM, the hell I'm in Your voice is strong, now right the wrong All you'll ever be is a faded memory of a bully Make another joke while they hang another rope so lonely Push them to the dirt till the words don't hurt can you hear me No one's gonna cry on the very day you die you're a bully All you'll ever be is a faded memory of a bully Make another joke while they hang another rope so lonely Push them to the dirt till the words don't hurt can you hear me No one's gonna cry on the very day you die you're a bully We don't have to take this back against the wall We don't have to take this we can end it all We don't have to take this we can end it all We don't have to take this we can end it all We don't have to take this we can end it all

Who's that I see walkin' in these woods? Why, it's little Red Ridin' Hood Hey there, little Red Riding Hood You sure are lookin' good You're everything a big bad wolf could want Listen to me, little Red Ridin' Hood I don't think little big girls should Go walkin' in these spooky old woods alone What big eyes you have The kind of eyes that drive wolves mad So, just to see that you don't get chased I think I ought to walk with you for a-ways What full lips you have They're sure to lure someone bad So, until you get to grandma's place I think you ought to walk with me and be safe I'm gonna keep my sheep suit on 'Til I'm sure that you've been shown That I can be trusted walkin' with you alone Little Red Ridin' Hood I'd like to hold you if I could But you might think I'm a big bad wolf, so I won't What a big heart I have The better to love you with Little Red Ridin' Hood Even bad wolves can be good I'll try to keep satisfied Just to walk close by your side Maybe you'll see things my way Before we get to grandma's place Little Red Ridin' Hood You sure are lookin' good You're everything a big bad wolf could want I mean, baa, baa, baa

I exit out of my sarcophagus Fourth Horseman of the apocaplyse For my esophagus breathes evil that just demolishes Abolishes, to the darkness of Mephistopheles Mental enteral that went through an ancient acropolis Conquered this, from a fetus to genius Took DNA from the Shroud of Turin and cloned Jesus Merciless leaders, the 19th galaxy Born to a storm on the seas of Galilee Battle me and suffer whiplash from my apostles Leave you in shackles in the castle of Nosferatu Ikon is hostile and mortals cause contusions Hologram is known for placing poison in Christian communion Slash, with the actions of ultra-violence Crucifixions, in diction by Pontius Pilate I walk naked in the house of David with pride Force you to bleed just to make sure that you're still alive Crystallize, we keep it live, y'all can't see me Banish satanic verses like Ayatollah Komeini I break in half, Satan's staff with ancient math I wait and laugh, create a fucking blood bath I bring the gory oratory yes demorally derogatory Mad expository expedition in your auditory Categories don't apply Your mind's eye is blinded by my battle raps Like cateracts your habitat is Halifax Once I run you out your native city Shea's committee is pretty witty we show no pity I deflate then separate wack MCs who replicate Every trace of Esoteric found up in their record crate I devastate, homosapian metabolism Like human catacalysm inbreded with an anachronism My precision makes incisions on your acrotism Battling is a bad decision leaving you with aphorisms I whoop ass like masochism dominatrix That's the basics Hologram brought The Matrix To fake kids Fifty dead MCs to my credit Learn from the druid better known as Esoteric In this the final conflict high powers and commandant's to enlist this The fluid I spit is viscous Without so much as whispers And with the swiftness of what you transisted Can carry info, a window's left where your wrist is Directly cut by my discus Forged upon the anvils of Hephaestus ------ hand skills I slam your damn grill Execute in Greco-Roman holds Roll in Trojan battle gear Exploding through the atmosphere I saddle fear, read cerebral centipedes As evil steeds the feeble flee Holdings severed rapper's heads toward the sky as trophies Is to be viewed by the mischievious eyes of Loki I hated your verse so I went back in time And waved a dirk at your mother's warm uterus To kill you before you were born Like fried yolks my hands split the trunk of petrified oaks It's time to die folks You think that I joke I leave you die slow Your wrists are broken, tied to horses Quartered as forces pull you in opposite directions Dissection of my anatomy Will lead to the unveiling of what it shield In a tiny tyno wielding A giant computer body Which is similar to RoboTech Downloaded wreck From the million megabytes of rhymes that rest on Virtuoso's neck

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Yeah! It's the God Damned Army Fuck you thought! Celph Titled, Planetary, Demoz, Reef the Lost Motherfucking Cauze, the Esoterodactyl. You a fool for this beat Eso, but right about now, Chief Kamachi, split their motherfucking head open Yo the Pharaohs back, less than an hour's nap Woke up in a cave on the top of Mount Arafat Blood on the tarot pack, apparel black Street mystic get you twisted with your barrel packed 119 they blamed it on some Arab cat I meditated, and left two towers flat With the whole section 8 Egyptian power rap Little spump, sparkling bump, no spiritual Don't let me start with the pump, pecked Faggot preacher pluck a heart for the punk I got a passion for putting bloody parts in a trunk It's The Messiah, never been a musical kump The Colosseum fiending, screaming "Demoz!" They could see the pour-up from Europe to Lehigh When they see I'm coming they running I keep nine Shots for they stomach and face, eat five! Never will I run from a case like a cheap guy If I can't afford the lawyer, I'll burn him like deep fry Undeveloped faggot, I'm classic like Levi's Rap marathon, I passed them like three times Take my rap skills multiply by three times All it takes from my verse to defeat him is three lines Peep my battle ability weak guy If I can't walk over you nigga I leap high Shoot looking down when I pass, you scream "Why?" You bit my whole style with no teeth I reply... You walking on glass barefooted, my sneaks tied Talking out your ass when you shouldn't you speak lies Yo Whenever I say so we full court pressing 'em Handle the rock and cross over like the rest of 'em Who got the ratchet? I crack the pendulum My adrenaline race the pace you trembling My regiment take shots of bad medicine Extinguish the game like distinguished gentlemen Severus so far the best with the pen again Venomous ink, paint the picture so elegant Elevate my state, I'm high like a pelican Powerful punchlines puncture through your skeleton Space niggas erase niggas irrelevant Post-up prevalent, in my development I make the case, so the dope can settle in "Paz, there's no goose!" so we threw the kettle in Pharaohs amongst the king of this tenement You demand sin, and get the pen, and Cryp, "Send 'em in!" Mind bender, line sender Time ender, Pharaoh front line member The mic's a divine ember burning you The blood doesn't trickle, it sprays I'm like The young Nikita Koloff with the sickle when im stripped in the page For centuries, held down bars like penitentiaries You entertain, it's funny like Kevin James Now stay in your fucking Lane like Clark Kent, you get it man? Hip-hop's deader than Vince Lombardi It's full of wine and crackers like your wife's dinner parties I'm a Pharaoh, swords drawn for battle Running with apes like Ann Darrow Reef! I ain't wit this rap shit dog, I literally kill em Put the Colt 45 to your lips like Billie Dee Williams It works every time, I murk every line It never gets easier, it hurts every time I been the best, I got kids on the Internet Seeking my approval like they send a fucking friend request Uh.Denied, Go, fuck your life I crump-up your head, and up-chuck your rhymes Barf, you know vomit and such You got no fans so you claim being popular sucks That's called hating, your brain is all vacant I'd never sit down and eat with y'all, it's all bacon Demons and gargoyles, lions and wizards We leaving 'em hard-boiled and frying they gizzards That's what Celph Titled rhyming will get ya Act like a bitch guy and get stabbed in the eye with my scissors Rap super-star for now, hip-hop legend for later Leave a treacherous crater with a push of this detonator So who's ill and who's not? Who's popping and ooh-wop Who's a cross between El Chupacabra and 2Pac? (Well, who else but you Celph?) No sandals on my shoe shelf Just a pellet gun leave a huge welt Army of the Pharaohs never make love songs We finger fuck bitches with Freddy Krueger gloves on.