Counter Intelligence

Lyrics

Uh, yeah, uh Celph motherfuckin' Titled Yeah, haha RZ Rhymeztein Yeah, Demigodz [Verse 1: Rhymeztein] Yeah I'm a god on the mic There is no discussion Cause I'm ahead of my time Like Benjamin Button Makin' records easy We so ruthless I wreak havoc Like the toilet on my peeps tour bus Yeah, I'm a vet G So don't tempt me Come to my show And see my fly flow Like a jet stream Some of my homies Lost all they noodles Searchin' for you with the chrome I ain't talking 'bout Google Yeah these bitches love it So they can all suck it I'm so dope Even China told me I can spit in public Y'all some bloody stuck-up pussies Like tampons And you ain't really blowin' up kid You just a flash bomb Ain't talkin' bout a redneck party But I got this ho down Suckin' on my dick While I play records by Motown I got the deuce the crowd applause And I don't gotta aim my finger at a staple To get my point across Above the drama, oh I'm on that level Spittin' bars, with more advantage than a gas pedal Oh gee, the name is RZ I be victorious It's no big deal like being born before Notorious [Cuts] Counter intelligence My broken mind demise will leave your spirit's broken inside Counter intelligence Watching your back, it be a must [Verse 2: Celph Titled] Boom box radio, bitch I break these microphones down to chemical compounds No I ain't a graff writer but yet instil bitch I will bomb towns My lyrics, that's just some shit straight out of gods mouth The 5th concealed, well maybe the Glock's out Godzilla, no gorilla Bang back I aimin' for realla You got a face tat but that don't make you a killah (No) I'm makin' Canadian bread in big portions (Gimme that) Like I own ten thousand franchises of Tim Hortons (Uh) Demigodz been extorting (Who?) Rappers is dumb retarded Wearing female under-garments Vegetarians on stake-outs They fake, I make 'em another target (Bam!) Smack ya captain hat to the side Make you capsize I'm the bad guy That switch your comforter with cacti (You heard?) So you might feel a spike in crime When my rifle find School are fishing tuition We ain't biting lines (No way) And y'all just out of your element (What you mean?) I strategize my war plans on the kitchen table That's counter intelligence Yeah, Rhymeztein My broken mind demise a lead to spit it broken inside Uh, Celph motherfuckin' Titled Watching your back, it be a must