Here because i still don't hace a proper.record played setup

Was that Ap on the last verse? If it was, he got hella better, because this verse was wack as hell.

the onliest bassoon ever

Apathy became redman outta nowhere

"Niggas are shook coming at me trying to act hard When I know you watch Star Trek in a Captain Picard leotard" 🤣☠🤣

I haven't listened to this in so many years. So sick. The good old days.

Devious asf beat

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E.P.i--başdanxaran

Its crazy how olf celph titled can rap, the other two are complete trash lmao

Trick - F-bomb

This is how a posse cut is supposed to be done, with three rappers that kills it in their own style. No weak links

PLEASE TELL ME SIMILAR SONGS OR THE GENRE I LOVE THIS SO MUCH

This track makes my testosterone enhance by level 5000!!!!

Rememba imdontai rappin on dis beat

[Intro/Verse 1: Esoteric] Yo, yo, it's the E.S Brought a couple cats with me Shit's about to get sticky Yo, yo I used to think drinking was a real disgrace Now I drink till' I can't feel my face Drink till' I can't feel the bass up in Magic Mike's truck Till' I'm like "what?" with my eyes shut See me in the S-Class with the fly slut While I see your ass with the messenger bag lockin' your bike up I strike up a conversation with the heroine Then shoot myself in the foot like using heroin Fuckin' with the three of us, you can never win Cause that was back then, now I stack yens Date Asian chicks only to attract dem' Cause every white chick I date likes my black friends When I'm 65 I might have a black benz Bark with the monocle, with the black lens Buy mad art and take part in wack trends In my midlife crisis with cash to spend [Hook] Cats don’t even want it with my crew Don’t want this to escalate to somethin' deadly Because there’s just no one fucking with these devastating mc’s (We devastating) And since you don’t seem to understand You can ask your man He can tell you all about the mics that we rip When we’re living as these devastating mc’s (We devastating) [Verse Two - Celph Titled] I spark fights with the mic and leave the pops screaming shambles Fuck your mother doggystyle while I be grippin’ on her love handles I use a sample and make it unrecognizable My squad should fire you with a Mac-11 ignitable Piss on a bible while you pray to your god I do a torn shalathon, get infinite head nods My insignia resembles that of rocket’s being launched Record the sound of your head exploding and put it in a song Dead you on the remix, making beats in the graveyard We off the hook, the mat, the meat rack, and the fuckin’ radar Stuck up hoes, how many times I gotta tell you right I’d rather fuck a fat bitch with big titties and cellulite Niggas are shook coming at me trying to act hard When I know you watch Star Trek in a Captain Picard leotard Numb you quick, smash your head into a jukebox Which in effect will put you in a studio with Big and Pac I’m no joke like Arsenio Hall’s stand-up In a title bout I’d still knock you out even in handcuffs This is the lingo for the next level niggas Who put hand grenades in teddy bears and give ‘em out at Christmas With precise accuracy destroy anatomies I’m the nigga that gave that motherfuckin’ apple to Adam and Eve Y’all ain’t ready for the return of the hard shit Esoteric, Apathy, and Celph Titled with the rawness [Hook] [Verse Three - Apathy] Now that the gods are older, we roll with whole squads of soldiers And an entourage of broads to massage our shoulders I only keep hoes to fold clothes and laundry Feed me and fan me with leaves from a palm tree Sitting on the throne like I’m Caesar from Rome They put my joints in their whips ‘til their speakers are blown When I speak, better let it seep deep in your dome I’m like God, turnin’ blasphemous people to stone Since the first chromosomes were created in sea foam I drag my human bones to a plush beach home When the serpent tried to trick me into copping his fruit I slipped that shit in Eve’s drink and started knockin’ her boots I’m like God, fuck mother Earth, started breakin’ atoms Sexually your weak, you’re freaks fakin’ orgasms I’m electromagnetically charged A bolt of lightning explodes through the tip of my Bic pen when I’m writing The fire-starter, my esophagus burns your phosphorous Soft carcass, and causes your sarcophagus to burst in flames Thugs gotta reverse their range Cause when my verse is in range, the words hurt their brains Experts convertin' verses into virtual shots You feel the force like paratroopers in vertical drops The Demigodz like a firing squad, with tech's shootin' With three clips to remix this public execution

2020 celph titled 🔥 My simple words cants describe the lyrical masterpieces that have been created

this beat is lethal af

Listening in 2020 first time

Anyone bumping this classic in 2020 or is it just me?

can't believe this song still doesn't have a million views

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When I turn the deny access option and correct this google shit ! towards the on position the transformer make me think ! was the switch in the middle of the off and that ! just stuck there as I swoop down hawk like with talons and shoot ! for the real answer of what the F just happened ! and on what very witch level ! above or below I think I projected ! my body rolled now I'm probably in the bathroom ! who knows what it counted for ! just a fuckin pop up that asked me to intervene ! when everyone on the planet is totally absolutely incredibly still from getting sea sick ! on the computer ! exodus ! will give reason for pianos to right notes without voices and slip gloves over covers of the keys ! they may stay stuck suspended making that noise ! till something lets them rest and let go coming along no more ! some of the keys will stay active and feel the warmth ! throw a computer out a fuckin window ! its just apart of nature ! get really mad and destroy that piece of crap ! when you think about it there is some false factual things in us all that are not required at the moment ! when brought up they do nothing but wait in line for someone who may be able to utilize them ! fuck your information . we probably just get distracted from life and go back some time from this shit ! allllllllllllllllllll at the same time . people gotta chill with there parents kids and grandparents even great grandparents kids kids great grandkids you know ? you are a bunch of hairy poofs ! if you seriously think about this.

Fly vs Dreka

SLAVA KEBABBOYZ PORCODDIO

Yo, yo, it's the E.S Brought a couple cats with me Shit's about to get sticky Yo, yo I used to think drinking was a real disgrace Now I drink till' I can't feel my face Drink till' I can't feel the bass up in Magic Mike's truck Till' I'm like "what?" with my eyes shut See me in the S-Class with the fly slut While I see your ass with the messenger bag lockin' your bike up I strike up a conversation with the heroine Then shoot myself in the foot like using heroin Fuckin' with the three of us, you can never win Cause that was back then, now I stack yens Date Asian chicks only to attract dem' Cause every white chick I date likes my black friends When I'm 65 I might have a black benz Bark with the monocle, with the black lens Buy mad art and take part in wack trends In my midlife crisis with cash to spend [Hook] Cats don’t even want it with my crew Don’t want this to escalate to somethin' deadly Because there’s just no one fucking with these devastating mc’s (We devastating) And since you don’t seem to understand You can ask your man He can tell you all about the mics that we rip When we’re living as these devastating mc’s (We devastating) [Verse Two - Celph Titled] I spark fights with the mic and leave the pops screaming shambles Fuck your mother doggystyle while I be grippin’ on her love handles I use a sample and make it unrecognizable My squad should fire you with a Mac-11 ignitable Piss on a bible while you pray to your god I do a torn shalathon, get infinite head nods My insignia resembles that of rocket’s being launched Record the sound of your head exploding and put it in a song Dead you on the remix, making beats in the graveyard We off the hook, the mat, the meat rack, and the fuckin’ radar Stuck up hoes, how many times I gotta tell you right I’d rather fuck a fat bitch with big titties and cellulite Niggas are shook coming at me trying to act hard When I know you watch Star Trek in a Captain Picard leotard Numb you quick, smash your head into a jukebox Which in effect will put you in a studio with Big and Pac I’m no joke like Arsenio Hall’s stand-up In a title bout I’d still knock you out even in handcuffs This is the lingo for the next level niggas Who put hand grenades in teddy bears and give ‘em out at Christmas With precise accuracy destroy anatomies I’m the nigga that gave that motherfuckin’ apple to Adam and Eve Y’all ain’t ready for the return of the hard shit Esoteric, Apathy, and Celph Titled with the rawness [Hook] [Verse Three - Apathy] Now that the gods are older, we roll with whole squads of soldiers And an entourage of broads to massage our shoulders I only keep hoes to fold clothes and laundry Feed me and fan me with leaves from a palm tree Sitting on the throne like I’m Caesar from Rome They put my joints in their whips ‘til their speakers are blown When I speak, better let it seep deep in your dome I’m like God, turnin’ blasphemous people to stone Since the first chromosomes were created in sea foam I drag my human bones to a plush beach home When the serpent tried to trick me into copping his fruit I slipped that shit in Eve’s drink and started knockin’ her boots I’m like God, fuck mother Earth, started breakin’ atoms Sexually your weak, you’re freaks fakin’ orgasms I’m electromagnetically charged A bolt of lightning explodes through the tip of my Bic pen when I’m writing The fire-starter, my esophagus burns your phosphorous Soft carcass, and causes your sarcophagus to burst in flames Thugs gotta reverse their range Cause when my verse is in range, the words hurt their brains Experts convertin' verses into virtual shots You feel the force like paratroopers in vertical drops The Demigodz like a firing squad, with tech's shootin' With three clips to remix this public execution

🤣🤣🤣

Entro in Trip land

2019

First time listening to this after like a year of bumpin the instrumental with my homies and honestly I've never been less dissapointed

Still bumping that dirty hardcore underground rap 2019. Jon murdock. lex starwind. celph titled. beast 1333. Amos the ancient prophet. the flying Dutchmen. CosmiCrusader. The Lost children Of Babylon. Army of the Pharaoh's. Atma. SoS. And so many others I thank for the real Hip Hop.

Simplesmente o melhor beat

Still Bumping in 2018

Esoteric rips🤘🤘

Anyone knows the original sample? I would like to know the original piece of music sampled of that oboe or whatever woodwind instrument.

Sitting on a throne Like im Ceaser in Rome

Ah man... niggas act hard while watching star trek wearing captain Picard leotards

MUCH LOVE WAS SO HAPPY TO MEET AP AND CELPH IN PERSON , KEEP LOVING THE REAL HIP HOP MY PPLS-

Jak się nazywa polska wersja tej piosenki?

i cant believe how fucking FIRE this is

LAW rocket

2018 still the best music out

life started in fresh water, not sea/ocean water

A lot respect for this one :)

#BlessedShoutOut -- dope!

great beat

chorus though

I love this

io sono qui per SLAVA non so voi?

Escape to Canada tour was amazing got to see this live. Hope y'all come back