Without Warning
Celph Titled Lyrics


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(Intro: The1shanti)

Yeah, that's right
You know what I mean
Bombay Safire, the India Bambaataa
Ain't no underground shit right here
Ay, yo, Electro, bring in the drums son
It's like niggas see your mug up on TV
And they think shits sweet, right
You know what I mean
Do a couple of major label tours
And shit ain't sweet
Ay, yo, Celph Titled
Talk to these mother fuckers

(Verse 1: Celph Titled)

Look down the barrel mother fucker
You can see what hell look like
I ain't never rock a halo
I grow horns from my head at midnight
My whole steeze consists of anger management release
Act like a baby and get dropped right on your head piece
This flow is deadly faggot, fuck, what you stupid
Oppose me and have you running
From an angry mob of Cubans
I'm a cross between Bram Stoker and La Cosa Nostra
We organized vampires with a chrome attire
This ain't no tough talk, it's words from a genius
You could me the meanest thug
I'll still have homicide cleaning your rug
Drinking the dick syrup, you bitches is intoxicated
I never use a rubber ma, my glocks are chrome plated
Up in the studio, my masters rest in an alter
We keep a holy dress code, my engineers wear priest collars
Duck from the fire spray, this is how we making hits
I love the taste of burnt flesh, it tastes like bacon bits

(Verse 2: The1shanti)

I know you seen us in those videos (Right)
And heard our voice on the radio (True that)
With all of the pretty faces, check the phrasing
We keep it moving, Cuban to Asian
In this game, it's either me or you star
I ain't come up like Harold and Kumar
More like that kid who's counting them blue cars
Fucks with mines, you'll be calling on Blue Cross
Aspiring, I take it one step higher than
I stay trail blazing, they bootleg firemen
Conspiring, thinking of me retiring
You in too deep, now you wrestling leviathan
Deny a man from getting paid right
You all perspiring because you a bunch of playwrights
Stay tight with family, don't need friends kid
When I said 90 percent nigga I meant it
Some man shit, this is my school, y'all suspended
Never missing a day of the hustle, perfect attendance
Liquor a blend with to make your head spin
With electro-four yo, that nigga president

(Outro: The1shanti)

I know you seen us in those videos (True)
And heard our voice on the radio (Right)
With all of the pretty faces, check the phrasing
We keep it moving, Cuban to Asian
It's like mother fuckers see your mug up on MTV
And shit and think shit's sweet all the sudden.
Y'all ain't grinding on the levels we've been grinding at
Mother fucking assholes
Trying to take away a little bit of shine
Because we've been grinding a decade and then some
Put in your time and then talk the shit
Do your homework
Before you talk to the mother fucking professors
Celph mother fucking Titled
Mother fucking 1shanti




Electro mother fucking four
Do the research

Overall Meaning

The song "Without Warning" by Celph Titled and The1shanti is an aggressive track that addresses the misperceptions people might have of them after seeing them on TV and hearing their music on the radio. The lyrics in the song suggest that the artists are not to be taken lightly and that they are very serious about their craft. The opening verse by Celph Titled shows his confidence and bravado as he talks about his abilities as a lyricist and his readiness to face any challenge that comes his way. He mentions his anger management issues and his willingness to use violence if necessary to protect his credibility. He also refers to himself as a vampire and his gang as organized vampires with chrome attire, adding a flare of horror to the song.


The1Shanti, on the other hand, talks about his personal journey in the music industry and how he came up from humble beginnings to achieve success. He mentions that he never had it easy and had to work hard to get to where he is today. The song is a warning to those who might think that the artists are soft or easy targets. They are letting their fans and detractors know that they are serious business and should not be messed with. The chorus of the song emphasizes this point with the hook: "It's like mother fuckers see your mug up on MTV and shit and think shit's sweet all of the sudden."


Line by Line Meaning

Look down the barrel mother fucker
Pay attention, I am warning you


You can see what hell look like
I will make you suffer


I ain't never rock a halo
I am not a saint


I grow horns from my head at midnight
I become evil at night


My whole steeze consists of anger management release
I control my anger by expressing it in my music


Act like a baby and get dropped right on your head piece
If you act immature, I will hurt you


This flow is deadly faggot, fuck, what you stupid
My rap style is dangerous and I am not afraid to say it


Oppose me and have you running
If you go against me, you will be in trouble


From an angry mob of Cubans
You will face a group of angry people who are ready to fight


I'm a cross between Bram Stoker and La Cosa Nostra
I am a blend of horror literature and organized crime


We organized vampires with a chrome attire
We are a group of stylish vampires with a plan


This ain't no tough talk, it's words from a genius
I am not trying to act tough, I am just being honest


You could me the meanest thug
Even if you are tough, I am not afraid of you


I'll still have homicide cleaning your rug
I will kill you and make someone else clean up the mess


Drinking the dick syrup, you bitches is intoxicated
I am so powerful that just listening to me can make you high


I never use a rubber ma, my glocks are chrome plated
I don't need protection, my guns are shiny and powerful


Up in the studio, my masters rest in an alter
In my studio, the music that I made is respected like a religious artifact


We keep a holy dress code, my engineers wear priest collars
Everyone who works with me respects the music we make like a religion


Duck from the fire spray, this is how we making hits
We are creating great music by being aggressive and dangerous


I love the taste of burnt flesh, it tastes like bacon bits
I love to destroy my enemies and compare it to eating bacon


I know you seen us in those videos (Right)
You have seen us on TV


And heard our voice on the radio (True that)
You have heard us on the radio


With all of the pretty faces, check the phrasing
Even though we look good, pay attention to our lyrics


We keep it moving, Cuban to Asian
We keep changing and evolving


In this game, it's either me or you star
In this industry, only one of us can be the star


I ain't come up like Harold and Kumar
I didn't become successful through luck or comedy movies


More like that kid who's counting them blue cars
I became successful by working hard and being dedicated


Fucks with mines, you'll be calling on Blue Cross
If you mess with me, you will need medical attention


Aspiring, I take it one step higher than
I am always improving and reaching higher goals


I stay trail blazing, they bootleg firemen
I am a leader, while others copy me


Conspiring, thinking of me retiring
People are hoping for my downfall


You in too deep, now you wrestling leviathan
You are in a situation you can't handle


Deny a man from getting paid right
Don't stop someone from getting what they deserve


You all perspiring because you a bunch of playwrights
You are nervous because you are just pretending to be important


Stay tight with family, don't need friends kid
Family is more important than friends


When I said 90 percent nigga I meant it
Most people in this industry are not authentic


Some man shit, this is my school, y'all suspended
This is real life, and you are not prepared for it


Never missing a day of the hustle, perfect attendance
I am always working and staying consistent


Liquor a blend with to make your head spin
Our music will make you dizzy and crazy


With electro-four yo, that nigga president
Electro is the leader of our group




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