Hardcore Data

Lyrics

[Hook: Sample] "The microphone mutilator with the hardcore data" "With the hardcore data with the hardcore data" "The microphone mutilator with the hardcore data" "With the hardcore data, because I spit on spectators" "The microphone mutilator with the hardcore data" "With the hardcore data with the hardcore data" "The microphone mutilator with the hardcore data" "To mash muthafuckas like potatoes" [Intro] Yeah, Celph muthafuckin' Titled The God damn 'Hardcore Data' Muthafucka... [Verse 1] The microphone mutilator, I'll bruise ya crews and neighbors Do you dudes a favor, show you how to use a razor (Are you a buddha blazer?) Yes I get zooted major And all you stupid haters, hit you with computer lasers I got the smoothest flavor, makin' moves, movin' makers Off the roof, who's to save ya? (Who's the savior?) Celph Titled the Rubix Ranger (playa) Scoopin' paper, when I'm doin' capers And what's inside this bazooka case'll shoot a crater In ya screwface and dufus gayfers My ruthless anger got animal in the zoo behavior The Uz'll spray ya, lose ya body in a lake Or tombs and chambers where you'll consume fumes and vapors (Huh-Hah) We mash fucks like soup and potatoes It's true we'll do fools in, bury them with the rutabagas Sooner or later, fine-tuned parachutin' invaders'll Tear through ya Winnebaga, wearin' suits and aimin' aero-fusion phasers Ain't talkin' mules and acres I'm filmin' movies in Bermuda on a cruise to Jamaica I'm a front tooth eraser, you's a booty shaker And you'll be found in a pool with barracudas and gators [Hook: Sample] "The microphone mutilator with the hardcore data" "With the hardcore data with the hardcore data" "The microphone mutilator with the hardcore data" "With the hardcore data, because I spit on spectators" "The microphone mutilator with the hardcore data" "With the hardcore data with the hardcore data" "The microphone mutilator with the hardcore data" "To mash muthafuckas like potatoes" [Interlude] Yeah, you know what the fuck it is Still on top, man It's the muthafuckin' Grand Daddy Grenade Man Y'all know me, man Fuck y'all! Check it, yeah [Verse 2] I'm too real, ill, still will kill No frills, no gold grills, hold still, hooker-ho, chill I know you smoke krills, you shouldn't go 'til I throw you out the mobile in Mobile Alabama in a pile of ants in pajamas Surrounded by a thousand salamanders I'mma bust a round of cannons off Camoflauged as a Satanic Santa Claus Ain't another man that's raw, you should turn your cameras on 'Cause I'm bringin' the blammmer sauce, the blicker oil The trigger boilin' hot from firin' shots, I'll spit it for you I promise you that, ask momma who's back The muthafuckin' Montezuma of rap hollerin' BRRAATT! And that's the way it goes down, you fraudulent foe clown I'mma put ya skull in the dryer and watch it go 'round ("Oh my God!") I'm salutin' one for y'all No more shootin' guns at all, I'm boostin' the sun from God [Hook: Sample] "The microphone mutilator with the hardcore data" "With the hardcore data with the hardcore data" "The microphone mutilator with the hardcore data" "With the hardcore data, because I spit on spectators" "The microphone mutilator with the hardcore data" "With the hardcore data with the hardcore data" "The microphone mutilator with the hardcore data" "To mash muthafuckas like potatoes" [Interlude] Bitch ass muthafuckas You thought I was gonna stop doin' this or fall off? Yo, y'all get back, man Everybody get back, man Hold up man, this is Celph muthafuckin'... [Verse 3] So, so, so when I walk in the club with black jeans and a white tee You're on a walky-talky callin' security: "Hurry please!" It's Celph and he came strapped, bringin' so much pain that You can't get enough Novacaine packs So insane in fact, I was held captive By unattractive cave women overdosed on Proactiv ("Yo this that shit!") from the dynamite stick expert With bottle rockets, I flirt with hotter objects of sex And they flex in my bedroom Legs spread thick, redhead bitch, boom, with no freckles She was actually half black / Icelandic I might land in Spanish, Italian, French Or whatever the fuck airport they got At my mansion the size of a Marriot, yes my rhymes are very hot Wear a vest 'cause when my CDs are pressed They fly like Japanese ninja stars and they'll injure y'all [Hook: Sample] "The microphone mutilator with the hardcore data" "With the hardcore data with the hardcore data" "The microphone mutilator with the hardcore data" "With the hardcore data, because I spit on spectators" "The microphone mutilator with the hardcore data" "With the hardcore data with the hardcore data" "The microphone mutilator with the hardcore data" "To mash muthafuckas like potatoes" [Outro] "I dare the little punk to try to diss me" [Lord Digga] I told y'all muthafuckas That's hardcore, bitch niggas Y'all not hardcore, muthafuckas We Buckwildin', yo Buck You know you hardcore, nigga Hardcore tracks Bringin' shit back, fuck that, yo