Demigodz Is Back (feat. Apathy, Ryu & Celph Titled)
[Verse 1:Apathy] The boom box overloader,block overthrower Hurricanes from my brain, knock your whole block over Got a mask on my face but it’s not October Hard to keep up with my pace so I gotta rock slower Melt brain cells in your skull like a pot smoker Taking shots in the dark like cops with glaucoma Keep the Glock on ya, right thumb over the hammer The flow and the grammar is hooded like Cobra Commander The closer you stand to the man and your skin’ll get tanner I can make the whitest cracker rapper black as a panther Ap is the answer, radiate your backup dancers And the fans in the stands like I’m trying to cure cancer Give me one clap, now give me two claps Better rip your shit up and write some new raps Saw that Transformer movie, gave it two thumbs down Cause it never made that sound
[Hook] Getting strong now (We getting stronger every day) Won't’ be long now (It won’t be long, we on the way) The Demigodz is back, the Demigodz is back The Demigodz is back, the Demigodz is back
[Verse 2:Ryu] It’s Ryu motherfucker, slide through undercover No food, got a hunger so you ain’t gotta wonder If I’m back, I never left, relax and get the tech My breath still smelling like ash and cigarettes My gat spray this way, thataway you bitch-made Rappers I missed can still get it from the ricochet Ever since mama was putting vodka in my Minute Maid Walking down the block with a Flavor Flav clock Same size as a dinner plate, the way we spending papes I don’t make it rain, nah it’s kinda like a tickertape parade So be afraid, see your face be erased We could take the game back, snap it’s a piece of cake, we back
[Hook]
[Verse 3:Celph Titled] Demigodz is back? Hey that’s fucking awesome I think I’m missing my marbles, I’m kinda glad I lost 'em I see the deep end there, looks like you’re going off it And no you squares can’t fit inside my oval office I’m going golfing except instead of that white ball I’m teeing off of your head then it’s lights off Yeah butane lighter with a Lysol can Masked like the guy from Saw at your high school dance Crank that soldier boy, you shouldn’t do that though Clothesline a fag trying to superman that ho Check the rhymes and the flow for sure You know what I’m about bitch Looked at rap, grabbed a razor, carved out my own niche So fuck your whole organization I’m nicer than any rapper you know and that’s not an exaggeration If God gave me a gift then I’m thankful for it (Why?) Cause it’s a God-given gift to stick a shank in your ribs