Spaz Out (feat. Apathy, King Magnetic, Esoteric & Celph Titled)
Army of the Pharaohs
Hip-Hop/Rap
46 205
Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Army of the Pharaohs
Performer
Apathy
Performer
Esoteric
Performer
Celph Titled
Performer
King Magnetic
Performer
Jedi Mind Tricks
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
C. BROMLEY
Songwriter
Celph Titled
Songwriter
J Faust
Songwriter
S. Ryan
Songwriter
J. Ibarra
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
JbL The Titan
Producer
Letra
[Verse 1]
That's Thesselonian you're fighting
He's the biggest man I've ever seen
I wouldn't want to fight him
That's why no one will remember your name
[Verse 2]
We the poisonous boys in the hood
Poised to deploy and destroy alien barbarians raging on 'roids
We the '89 Raiders, Bo Jackson in your radius
The eighth wonder, space hunter, godless and atheist
Decepticon cannibals eating metal and chemicals
A robotic vampire, fangs sinking into wires
Rowdy in the Audi, smoke pourin' from the tires
To burn my kingdom you must use nuclear weapons
White kids started studyin' lessons
But with devils in the mental, can't see our reflections
Cut my way out the womb, homemade C-section (Man, you fucked up)
What would give you that impression?
[Verse 3]
Known for rushing in, tuck your chin, knuckle friend, suck it in
Cut your kin, puncture skin, stuck up in the muck again
I'm buckin' till they dug up in your motherfuckin' trunk again
Let 'em run and number every witness that wasn't them
I'll fuck up your teeth like cheap fronts
Vegan caterers, **** never handled beef once
Nope, tofu to soul food, the vocal choke you
No, you can't feel me, you're not supposed to
I'm close to the edge of the mezzanine melodies
Steadily ready to stab like the riff from the melody
Tellin' me different, I'm felony riffin'
Melons be drippin', temper wild, Melanie Griffin
And stiffing your body from liftin' the shotty, the vision of Gotti
Living is probably visual sodomy
Prison lobotomy, the wrong people in your head now
Jail dudes stand up, the king like a head count
[Verse 4]
I'm an animal activist, dog, I'm far from a hunter
So Sarah Palin be the only cougar I put a gun to
What type of spell am I under, you wanna beef, take a number
I wonder why these younger rappers won't acknowledge their blunders
I got unquenchable hunger, my stomach rumbles like thunder
A real Jedi kid, you a toy Yoda like Tundra
You a scene out the movie 8 Mile, studio puncher
Run to the litter, spit a quitter, bullshitter
I'm the definition of driven, the prisoners have arisen
With visions of demolition and fission through ammunition
I'm wishin' cannibalism was a family tradition
I eradicate your groups over Gladiator loops, listen
[Verse 5]
You think you can beat me with ether?
When I'm cookin' somethin' fresh and y'all reheatin' pizza
The Intertec make you move like doo-wop dancers
I'm slicker, bust the blicker, then I moonwalk backwards
You gon' see clouds but no, it ain't the Dreamworks intro
Fire and brimstone in each verse tenfold
You thought I was ill, I'm ten googolplexes times that
My raps are phone calls from hell, so *69 that
You an actual queer, we put a rapper in a bungie sling
Dummy, we catapulting careers
The world's most dangerous MC, and I'm him
CDOT titled, I'm liable to be a problem, yes
Your album sells like clothes at a nudist club
It's the dude you love that had that line about the Krueger glove
Yeah, so feel the hurricane force when I murder
My main course is main source, barbecue flame sauce
Written by: Celph Titled, Chad Bromley, J Faust, J. Ibarra, S. Ryan, Todd Neubert
