Ripped To Shreds lyrics

[Verse 1: Celph Titled]
I?m coming to your classroom strapped like Kindergarten Cop (I)End the starters (I) am the hardest artist to rock (I)
Roll over your whip and turn your strip into a horror scene
When the hammer bust we start a war we carnivores that need to eat
Ain?t running from sh*t b*tch we ain?t scared, you ain?t gonna disrespect a vet
With a chopper that (got shell catchers) won?t be no ballistic check
I get the check, I get the dough, goddamnit I be the sh*t fo sho?
Celph Titled in the motherf*ckin spot, motherf*ckers get shot mother f*ckers will hit the floor
When my above the margin thugs are barging in
Your whole parliament turn butter soft like tubs of margarine
Awesome arson with a large carbon cartridge sparking often involved in carving apart kids in they apartment/ And
You can?t see me from this angle/ True
But the torch on my arm will show you what a four alarm blaze will do
The Cuban Caucasian dude lacerations from Sabretooth
My b*tches hold guns like Sarah Palin in a bathing suit

[Chorus: Demoz]
Light a candle in the snow, f*ck a Christmas carol
You can kill a Cambodian can?t kill a pharaoh
Kill a African Spanish n*gga your f*cking niece
Kill the president, terrorist, kill a f*cking priest
Your momma, your father, your sister, and your right hand
Kill a hustler, customer, kill a white man
See the moral of the story is you can spare ammo and anybody kill yourself but no a f*cking pharaoh

[Verse 2: Demoz]
I believe you not in the league
And obviously you blind to see you not in the league
You might wanna be on wine back you high on the E
I move like Mohammed Ali
Test me, you won?t want to be my
Food for thought, who would?ve thought?
That I woulda been something you woulda bought
Cause you would?ve thought I would?ve been
Too perked up to prove it again
Too perked up to lose it again
When you press got me moving my pen
And I ain?t rolling around, shot in his head and a hole in the ground
I ain?t gotta wait, my moment is now
I gotta hate I?mma flow out of town
I ain?t gotta fake like I?m holding the pound
I ain?t got eight, I got four in the round
Get shot when the hot trey Glock is c*cked and it popped and it sure enough fold you clowns (?)
Call the coroner now
I ain?t trying to stop till I?m ninety and sick
Die like Bonnie and Clyde in the whip
Flows so sick it reminds you of sh*t
Don?t know sh*t when the coppers around
I ain?t never Jay copping the pound
I ain?t ever seen vinnie ridin around in a Crown Victoria at the scene of a homicide
With a look on his face like f*ck you now
f*ck him, f*ck her, you can hate me now
You keep on going till it break me down
I?mma keep on spitting till they take me down

[Chorus: Demoz]
Light a candle in the snow, f*ck a Christmas carol
You can kill a Cambodian can?t kill a pharaoh
Kill a African Spanish n*gga your f*cking niece
Kill the president, terrorist, kill a f*cking priest
Your momma, your father, your sister, and your right hand
Kill a hustler, customer, kill a white man
See the moral of this story is you can spare ammo and anybody kill yourself but no a f*cking pharaoh

[Verse 3: Vinnie Paz]
I?m hesitant to meet people, I have a tendency to eat people
My team feeds you the priest on the discreet steeple
I don?t listen to anything you perceive legal
Turn a Christian to anything you would deem evil
Left with holes is how the sub machine leave you
Small and precise, like you was poked with clean needles
I don?t drag my brother into it cause he?s peaceful
But Vinnie takes a lot of shots like Japanese people
In fact I take a lot of shots like Kobe does
I don?t smoke the rock anymore but the homie does
Stoupe the first mother f*cker to show me drugs
And how to keep the motherf*ckers safe in the Folgers mug
You a b*tch, you don?t do what a soldier does
If I was you I?d move into the left like Miss Hova does
Peace to everybody living that shows me love
And anybody hating on the god you can hold your slug
[Chorus: Demoz]
Light a candle in the snow, f*ck a Christmas carol
You can kill a Cambodian can?t kill a pharaoh
Kill a African Spanish n*gga your f*cking niece
Kill the president, terrorist, kill a f*cking priest
Your momma, your father, your sister, and your right hand
Kill a hustler, customer, kill a white man
See the moral of this story is you can spare ammo and anybody kill yourself but no a f*cking pharaoh