Текст песни Right Now - Celph Titled
[Intro]
And
god
said
let
there
be
Celph
Titled
45
King
drop
the
beat
on
them
Fuck
all
that
shit
you
talkin'
Not
now
but
right
now
NYC,
Tampa
Bay,
whole
universe
[Verse
One]
Yo
the
Don
Juan
klepto
destructo
Out
for
the
gusto
Celph
Titled
let
the
guns
blow
Call
yourself
a
thug
I
don't
think
so
Put
the
heavy
metal
to
your
torso
and
yell
out
"Bingo!"
I'm
on
some
sick
shit
with
a
cannibal's
thought
Skeletons
in
my
closet
with
no
secrets
to
hide
I'll
pull
out
the
biscuit
and
hold
it
by
the
barrel
And
beat
you
senseless
'til
I
expose
your
bone
marrow
Maximum
blaze
frequency
cause
your
skin
to
boil
The
only
way
you'd
have
a
hit
record
is
if
I
smacked
it
for
you
Uncanny
lung
compartments
from
the
God
body
department
With
microphone
enlargements
Directly
from
the
Chrome
Depot
The
gun
nursery
Bring
nooses
to
the
court
house
and
have
a
hung
jury
I'm
dumb
nice,
fatal
with
one
slice
Caribbean
rum
spice,
the
vampire
and
sunlight
Medallion
The
ice
real
icon
I
bet
you
wet
the
bed
if
you
don't
sleep
with
lights
on
You
mad
pussy,
like
when
Lil'
Kim
gets
agitated
You
had
a
chance
to
pull
the
trigger
and
you
hesitated
[Chorus]
Yo
who
the
fuck
want
it?
(Not
now
but
right
now)
If
you
got
it
better
flaunt
it
(Not
now
but
right
now)
If
I
see
it
I'ma
pawn
it
(Not
now
but
right
now)
(Not
now
but
right
now)
(Not
now
but
right
now)
All
my
nigga's
gonna
wile
out
(Not
now
but
right
now)
Got
a
problem
pull
your
nine
out
(Not
now
but
right
now)
Don't
know?
Better
find
out
(Not
now
but
right
now)
(Not
now
but
right
now)
(Not
now
but
right
now)
[Verse
Two]
Need
some
advice?
Here's
a
hollow
tip
I
make
you
give
fellatio
to
the
chrome
and
fuckin'
swallow
it
I
roll
with
cats
that'll
rob
you
clean,
all
or
nothin'
Dig
up
your
grave
if
we
thought
we
forgot
something
Fuck
hip
hop
I'm
just
an
MC
which
stands
for
Motherfuckin'
coroner
what
you
think
my
hands
are
for?
You
fantasize
about
exotic
women
while
I'm
fuckin'
one
I'm
really
threatenin'
enough
to
make
a
paraplegic
get
up
and
run
What
you
gonna
do
with
that?
Nothin'
Better
put
the
tool
away
before
I
cut
your
head
off
cum
muffin
Bitches
be
like,
"Where
the
fuck
this
nigga
come
from?"
I've
been
on
the
low
with
all
my
dons
makin'
love
songs
Shatter
your
jaw
to
pieces
Now
you
speak
in
broken
English
You
defeat
me
and
make
history
I
charge
one
hundred
G's
a
track,
my
shit
thump
Better
pay
me
upfront
or
you
wont
be
here
next
month
You
wouldn't
fuck
with
me
if
you
were
invincible
Think
your
shit
is
hot,
but
it's
deaf
as
in
unlistenable
Always
keep
the
clip
loaded
so
I
can
buck
things
Niggas
act
platinum
but
flash
small
bills
like
ducklings
You
spent
doe
on
these
bitches
while
I
hustle
women
These
rappers
couldn't
get
a
deal
if
they
was
Russell
Simmons
I
hold
it
down
for
my
Floridians
Rep
the
New
York
City
and
Step
close
get
blown
in
to
oblivion
[Chorus]
Yo
who
the
fuck
want
it?
(Not
now
but
right
now)
If
you
got
it
better
flaunt
it
(Not
now
but
right
now)
If
I
see
it
I'ma
pawn
it
(Not
now
but
right
now)
(Not
now
but
right
now)
(Not
now
but
right
now)
All
my
nigga's
gonna
wile
out
(Not
now
but
right
now)
Got
a
problem
pull
your
nine
out
(Not
now
but
right
now)
Don't
know?
Better
find
out
(Not
now
but
right
now)
(Not
now
but
right
now)
(Not
now
but
right
now)
[Verse
Three]
Yo
when
I
step
in
to
the
place
every
single
bitches
jaw
drops
Settle
my
own
disagreements
while
you
call
cops
There
ain't
no
contest
here,
it's
just
a
bunch
of
flukes
You
find
me
landin'
of
your
roof
with
a
parachute
Neatly
arrange
the
corpses
and
set
a
deadline
Fuck
my
last
words,
one
hundred
years
ago
I
said
mine
Eloquently
put
I'm
ill,
so
peep
the
sequel
In
the
Celph
Titled
Bible,
every
man's
cremated
equal
Speak
of
the
Devil
red
I
beat
the
Reaper
with
a
shovel
head
And
said,
"You
not
on
my
level
yet."
Respect
me
it's
mutual
but
cross
me
it's
funeral
I
take
what's
suitable
but
after
that
it's
non
recoupable
I'm
raw
dawg
relentless
The
only
way
you
could
represent
the
streets
Is
if
you
got
poured
into
the
cement
mix
This
is
all
live
Motherfuck
a
DAT
tape
I
stack
weight
and
let
the
Mac
spray
until
your
back
break
Niggas
talk
shit
but
in
my
face
plead
the
fifth
Turn
into
faggot
motherfuckers
when
I
clench
my
first
Beyond
thee
unclassified,
I'm
not
Earth
related
You
couldn't
rip
mics
if
they
were
perforated
[Chorus]
Yo
who
the
fuck
want
it?
(Not
now
but
right
now)
If
you
got
it
better
flaunt
it
(Not
now
but
right
now)
If
I
see
it
I'ma
pawn
it
(Not
now
but
right
now)
(Not
now
but
right
now)
(Not
now
but
right
now)
All
my
nigga's
gonna
wile
out
(Not
now
but
right
now)
Got
a
problem
pull
your
nine
out
(Not
now
but
right
now)
Don't
know?
Better
find
out
(Not
now
but
right
now)
(Not
now
but
right
now)
(Not
now
but
right
now)
1 Primo's Four Course Meal
2 Playin' With Fire
3 Spoiled Rotten (feat. J-Zone)
4 Way of the Gun
5 Diablos
6 All About Drama
7 Clap
8 Never the Least
9 Down & Dirty About My Scratch
10 The Countdown Theory
11 Turntable Science
12 Right Now
13 All Out War
14 Eatadiccup (feat. J-Zone)
15 Just a Feelin'
16 S.C.O.M.
17 Represent
18 The Final Word
19 Extra Thug Sauce (J-Zone Remix)
20 Inaudible
21 Blao!
22 Extra Thug Sauce
23 Who What When Where
24 Tampahiphop.Com Freestyle
25 All Night
26 Mother Molesters Freestyle
27 It Ain't
28 DJ Unknown & Mekalek Freestyle
29 Windows 98
30 Floss Filthy
31 Political Gangstas
32 Baldwin Brothers
33 Big Dummy
34 Silence & I
35 Cover & Duck
36 Skrilla Guerilla Freestyle
37 Shhhh!
38 You Ain't Seen It Comin'
39 Mother Molesters Freestyle (MILF Mix)
40 All Out War (Prowla Remix)
41 Real Villains
42 The Countdown Theory (Remix)
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