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Celph Taut

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!)

Song Info

Genre

Hip-Hop • Battles/Disses

Charts

Peak #306

Peak in subgenre #10

Uploaded

October 07, 2010

Track Files

MP3

MP3 2.7 MB • 128 kbps • 3:00

Lyrics

See the method's a freedom fighter n' meaningful/ 
Like pedals in the rose garden of existence can see the view/ 
Didn't save Hip Hop, n' didn't feel a reason to/ 
I'm grieving, like the culture's still alive on a breathing tube/ 
Scream for the doctor, but he's saying I should pull the plug/ 
I'm arching over Hip Hop n' see the wound of a bullet slug/ 
Must be a metaphor for all the up and downs it took/ 
I look around for life support, all I see is it's lights distort/ 
It goes dim, the feeling of it is so slim/ 
Like I'm wall to wall until both the sides of it' close in/ 
Throats hoarse n' parched I need some water now/ 
Disaster harbors down like a fighter jet n' try respect/ 
all the rhymers who try connect/ with the DSL/ 
I see myself in a mirror clearer it seems like hell/ 
I could see me screaming, but with these demons I cry for help/ 
apply my self to basics, with SOS marks to find my health/


But it's described by the makers I'm just looking in/ 
the book again, of Eli n' all possessions they took from him/ 
yeah, n' I guess I'm in the same boat/ 
See this game will remain broke till they day that it's frame croaks/ 
Like a frog, n' with this mic I be wiping off/ 
the lenses of reality until it's clear to see right across/ 
I might of loss like a apostle creed' to these cocky thieves/ 
who talk about they got some cheese, until entire blocks are seized/ 
They're making money through hollow sh** to acknowledge it/ 
Crack's no diploma escaping it is a scholarship/ 
I breath this culture n' people be acting frivolous/ 
the minute it's a thing about lyrics sh** is ridiculous/ 
Looking all innocent, like I ain't going mention you/ 
but with this little pencil dude, I got all the potential to/ 
Fencing through an existence fit for the pioneers/ 
in my career's flourishing off the staple applied in here/

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