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ATTN: Preemptive Strike!
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Celph Taut: The Battle Anthology
I'm 24 years old. I've been recording for 8 years. Most of which was used experimenting with different recording techniques and overall mastering what would quickly become my "signature" sound. Although still in it's developing stages I plan to establish a mark like no other before me. I listen to many genres of music simply because it's always been about quality...an attribute existent in any form of music. If you're on my page it's most likely you've heard of me via forum and you're here to support the movement. That's great news because I've yet to disappoint. I put quality into my worth with every masterpiece crafted and built a sturdy fan base in light of that. I breath, eat, n live the music essence. A hip hop purist at heart. I paint the pictures using the beat as the canvass and my words as the brush that strides across the portrait. Hi, I'm Celph Taut. =) Welcome to the show. Links. www.punchlinekings.com (dopest shit on the planet right now!)
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Peak #419
Peak in subgenre #14
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September 13, 2010
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MP3 3.1 MB 128 kbps 3:22
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Verse 1--- first off, when I rap in a verse... I rap in reverse, play it forward... that's the curse. Devil style, Illuminati - ya music's proving godly... Use to preach ta gospel... now I keep it hostile.. Drop wild, like a maniac.. pay me back. Heavyweight like Bruce Seldon so maybe that's .. Like a local artist with crazy tats... I scribe the ink See the sign that I'm a think way before I describe the link Like I'm a shrink analyzing the flow.. I'm Billie Crystal on the mic..panel rises the floor ...in the open, never hiding before I decide when to war, it's n' institute every possible link to shoot.. I think the root of evil's coming so I test drive Refresh ya swagger got n*** s pressing F5 While I'm sitting here, waiting trying to step by... Like I'm impatient, n' going on a next ride ha - n' these dudes are like garbage Trash pick up wit' the dart now they musical targets Celph Taut - is a fuel full of carnage ...I strap bombs to my chest, yell out "Ha-lal" n' smack moms in the chest Yall n*** s strap ons wit' a dress... Just a dick in disguise... the truth hurts, you should stick to the lies.. n' I'm realer than eye scratching in live action Jason Biggs couldn't even f*** with the pie fraction Besides rapping - I'm on the grind like a skater is.. Flow got precision like razor clips, amazing - b*** . Couldn't mess wit' this... feel like the testament ...of Hip Hop scribbling bible marks wit' a pencil tip.. Plus my prowess is elemental of mic handling I write famine, suicidal - alright? I do it homie, it's like gambling.. throwing dice down.. Insight...watching ta' vocals go through the pin stripes Verse 2--- Eh yo, I've been nice... nah I haven't, kid. One Horse Town - without a back I can saddle lift. Judge, jury n' execution my cattle, spit.. saliva reminiscent of something close to a gabble hit.. Now I travel wit' ... animals, gorillas n'.. Silver-back's who think of nothing more than to get it in.. I'm the Weatherman ...cycling snow. Like meteorology of music putting life in a row That's a column - transition to now Fans listening, damn ... I stand inches from style See the seamstress then my hands lift from the aisle Like a grocery clerk .. it's supposed to be a hoax to me, jerk. That's the fake sh** ... dope n' berserk - but not far from.. Alternative realities, like a lifter I'm bar none. When cars come, I'm hard - call me Jafar's son.. Like "Open Sesame" on whoever is next to me Red Genie, you're Robert Williams to a T ..you should be, blue... yeah, something close to a newb MC Popping out of bottles shaped like a lamp n' all ..... washed up, kid - I'm bawsing, Rick Ross wit' it. Ya'll Lil' Mama - Lip Gloss, Criss-Cross wit' it. Backward pants on wit' Chris Stokes dick sauce in it.. f** dudes that's under-cover with night vision Marques Houston swag, gay type kissing for life, wishing.. ---*intermission* And that's the type that you are. Jumping in wet cement, now you act like you're hard. But I seen you wit' a bike for a car in the parking lot of Wendy's off 410 tryna' light a cigar..PFFT Put on the paper crown ..so when I take it down in front of all your friends you won't try n' front what you're making now Probably broke spending all your dough in a bargain bin to buy a B-Movie that ya mother's probably starring in..
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