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CunninLynguists feat. Celph Titled Kashal-Tee Sankofa & Tonedeff Lyrics
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Yo, first I sprinkle a verse
By adding words, rhymes
Flippin 'em in to a verse with lines
Then ima hit 'em with spurts rhyme
Then ima let 'em and split 'em and add
Feelin my wrath
Vagrantly depart to the south so dirty
Give it a pathelogical lie to deny that i'm nice
And the truth hurts (ow)
Wearin' a blue shirt the best buy for the price
Figure, Six guys this live and nice on the mic
So don't dis us because we're fly,
Until you try what it's like
I'm liable to Slice at these emcee bastards
Leaving their knees fractured
Needing every peice of their teeth re-crafted
So don't front 'cause I see past it
You're harmless like wolverines adamantium claws
Yhen they're retracted
The scene's backlit,
It seems static will wreack havoc
A beat battered, I'll keep rappin'
In leech battle, will dreams shatter
In three nanoseconds (damn)
Count your patients, One step to Tonedeff
You're gone in sixty seconds like (?)
[Deacon]
I leave you riddled with basics
There's no need for complexity
To be beside myself I need God next to me
Just kiddin'
I'm patially bull shittin'
The only time I take a loss pussy's
When I lose kittens
I pitch shit past 'ya, no matter who's hittin
I don't capsize boats,
But I got crews flippin'
You catch it? the message needs analisation
Step and your boys will be pouring alcoholic libations
I flew sick, you knew this
I'll puzzle you, doofus
Fuck mental
In the stretcher went to a physical (?)
It will take more than stick to rearrange it then change it
His language is so strange, how do we contain it?
You can't just paint this stuff up on a canvas
You have to get the mental picture
To begin to understand this
So, Anticipate defeat, the league chances
Got your head speared, no lances
Doing burial dances
[sankofa]
I'm giving fourty like with speech imediments
Each other threat causes confident cats to stutter,
Step caught a reputation down the sides:
Too raw for porn, over thugs plates of leftovers
Eat some warm dober
Thug's a jaded wordsmith,
Bleeding ghost writer's pen's dry
Get on other rapper's nerves
Corroding dead, dryed sweat
My thoughts connect,
You ought to step away fast,
It seems I gave cats "hey that's the way they make tracks"
Forget a scare, I'm not generous, kid
Split society of (?) and indented in (?)
Independently sick
And this is just a quick reminder
If you was to pick a cipher
Then I'll bust you quick to write yours
All expenses paid, no questions asked
I'll get open in the cut and we can flesh your gash
Cat, relax. Man, the last time I took a breather
I got brought up on murder charges
Start the crooked finger
[Kno]
Yo, I'm not the fella to rifF with
I'm so nice Mr. Rogers sued my ass
For copyright infringement
Roll with henchemen,
Not, we'll switch heads
From wanna be thugs to 24/7 bitch kids
I'll bring my shitlist
Production cat bastards want jiggy beats
For some whack rappers
Switch my style if you're tryin' to play,
My beats will maraud your ass any time of day
Like deuce Biggalow's chick,
Whenever your through shit
People see you and holler "That's one huge bitch!"
Shit, when the lp rolls out
The source will be forced to make the quotables
A three page fold-out
No doubt, I'm fed up with this whack shit
Ballin the next gear, wearing abercrombie and fitch
Any Jiggy rapper acting fly on the radio
Is getting pulled out of rotation like a firestone radial
[Kashal Tee]
Catch the Tee, the hip hop scene I fathom
Let people know my windows belt keeps my jeans from sagging
It seems I'm raggin,
But feinds been naggin' for my next release
I apply all my expertise to make them extra pleased
Even get the breaks to peace that make a brother feel this
All I do is independent, like double helix
Selling out? well I hope that you're not
But how else could you afford all the soap that you drop?
You cant fuck wit me, yo, kid look
Taking me out aint no small feat, you aint bigfoot
You should know who the heck you're facing
'cause my reputation leaves no room for speculation
Now battle, is that you want to do?
What kind of man are you?
I bet you sit on (?)
Now that it's proven to you
You got a lot to tell us,
Them got your heart skipping beats like accapellas
[Celph-titled]
I'll be a mythic author,
Writing poems on tombstones
Celph-titled and, nigga you couldn't bring home
I'm at the crib wit your bitch givin' me slow head
Split you up in more peices than when Jesus broke bread
My click is raw, be prepared when you meet us
Kill an unborn baby and you still couldn't de-fetus (ooh)
I don't battle with rhymes,
I'd rather battle with nines
Instead of using my mind
I'd rather shatter your spine
The closest you ever came to a punch line,
Was waiting for refreshments at the prom in '89
I'm super crafty, super nasty, super rhaspy
Fuckin' bitches with super asscheeks
You fucking faggots don't know the wrong speeches
I beat a bitch untill her whole body turns to cleavage
I'm hyperactive so I drink decaffinated
My left jab is fatal, leave your cats decapitated!
The song "616 Rewind" is a high-energy hip-hop track featuring verses from several artists, including Tonedeff, Deacon, Sankofa, Kno, Kashal Tee, and Celph Titled. Throughout the song, the artists showcase their impressive lyrical abilities, delivering rapid-fire rhymes, clever wordplay, and biting social commentary. The track is packed with references to hip-hop culture and the artists’ individual experiences in the industry, showcasing their unique perspectives and attitudes towards the genre.
Each artist brings their own distinctive style to the song, from Tonedeff's rapid rhyme scheme to Celph Titled's aggressive, confrontational delivery. The lyrics address a range of topics, including the artists’ struggles with critics and the industry, their love for hip-hop culture, and their desire to stand out from the crowd. Despite the differing styles of each artist, the song flows seamlessly, creating a dynamic and exciting listening experience.
Line by Line Meaning
Yo, first I sprinkle a verse
I start off by adding a verse to the song
By adding words, rhymes
I add lyrics and rhymes to make the verse
Flippin 'em in to a verse with lines
I arrange the words and rhymes into lines of the verse
Then ima hit 'em with spurts rhyme
I deliver the verse with bursts of rhymes
Then ima let 'em and split 'em and add
Then I let the rhymes flow and separate them to add more impact
Feelin my wrath
Feeling the intensity and power of my delivery
Vagrantly depart to the south so dirty
I boldly leave and head to the dirty south
You want to be given a bath
You want to be cleansed and purified by my skills
Give it a pathelogical lie to deny that i'm nice
Using a lie as an excuse to deny that I am talented
And the truth hurts (ow)
But the truth is painful to accept
Wearin' a blue shirt the best buy for the price
Wearing a blue shirt as a metaphor for being the best option available
Figure, Six guys this live and nice on the mic
There are six of us who excel and are skilled in rap
So don't dis us because we're fly,
Don't disrespect us just because we're talented
Until you try what it's like
Until you experience the same level of skill and talent
I'm liable to Slice at these emcee bastards
I have the ability to verbally attack and dominate other rappers
Leaving their knees fractured
Leaving them weak and unable to stand up to my skills
Needing every peice of their teeth re-crafted
Causing them so much damage that their teeth need to be repaired
So don't front 'cause I see past it
Don't pretend to be something you're not because I can see through it
You're harmless like wolverines adamantium claws
You pose no threat or danger like the retracted claws of a wolverine
Then they're retracted
When the claws are pulled back and become harmless
The scene's backlit,
The atmosphere is intense and dramatic
It seems static will wreack havoc
The tension and chaos will cause great destruction
A beat battered, I'll keep rappin'
Even with a beat that's damaged, I'll continue rapping
In leech battle, will dreams shatter
In a fierce competition, dreams will be crushed
In three nanoseconds (damn)
In an incredibly short amount of time
Count your patients, One step to Tonedeff
Prepare yourself, because I am Tonedeff, and I will defeat you with one step
You're gone in sixty seconds like (?),
You will be defeated quickly, like in the movie 'Gone in 60 Seconds'
I leave you riddled with basics
I expose your lack of fundamental skills
There's no need for complexity
I don't need complicated techniques to defeat you
To be beside myself I need God next to me
To fully express my greatness, I need the presence of a higher power
Just kiddin'
I'm just joking
I'm patially bull shittin'
I'm partially joking and exaggerating
The only time I take a loss pussy's
I only lose when it comes to women
When I lose kittens
When I lose my cool
I pitch shit past 'ya, no matter who's hittin
I throw rap lyrics that are better than yours, no matter who the competition is
I don't capsize boats,
I don't cause boats to overturn
But I got crews flippin'
But I have crews and audiences excited and hyped up
You catch it? the message needs analisation
Do you understand? The message needs careful analysis
Step and your boys will be pouring alcoholic libations
If you step up, you and your friends will be drinking to drown your sorrows
I flew sick, you knew this
I am incredibly talented and innovative, and you are aware of this
I'll puzzle you, doofus
I will confuse and outsmart you, you fool
Fuck mental
Forget about intellectual and deep thinking
In the stretcher went to a physical (?)
Instead, focus on physical and aggressive actions
It will take more than stick to rearrange it then change it
It will require more effort than just hitting with a stick to bring about real change
His language is so strange, how do we contain it?
My unique and unconventional language is difficult to control or restrict
You can't just paint this stuff up on a canvas
You can't simply create this type of art on a painting canvas
You have to get the mental picture
You need to have a deep understanding and visualization
To begin to understand this
In order to comprehend and grasp the true meaning
So, Anticipate defeat, the league chances
Expect to be defeated, as our chances of winning are high
Got your head speared, no lances
Your head will be pierced and impaled, without the use of lances
Doing burial dances
Celebrating and mocking your impending defeat
I'm giving fourty like with speech imediments
I am delivering a severe blow through my lyrics and flow
Each other threat causes confident cats to stutter
Just the presence of a threat makes even the most confident rappers stumble in their speech
Step caught a reputation down the sides:
Stepping up against me leads to a reputation of failure and humiliation
Too raw for porn, over thugs plates of leftovers
My skills and style are so intense that they surpass explicit content and even intimidate tough individuals
Eat some warm dober
Consume a hot meal quickly
Thug's a jaded wordsmith,
A tough and experienced rapper who is skilled with words
Bleeding ghost writer's pen's dry
Exhausting the creativity and talent of other rappers who write for him
Get on other rapper's nerves
Annoy and irritate other rappers
Corroding dead, dryed sweat
Destroying and deteriorating the stagnant and dried-up efforts of others
My thoughts connect,
My ideas and thoughts are interconnected
You ought to step away fast,
You should quickly back off and retreat
It seems I gave cats 'hey that's the way they make tracks'
I have set a new standard and style for making tracks, which others admire and imitate
Forget a scare, I'm not generous, kid
Don't expect me to show mercy or compassion, I'm ruthless
Split society of (?) and indented in (?)
I divide and break down societal norms and expectations
Independently sick
I am incredibly talented and unique on my own
And this is just a quick reminder
This is a brief and concise message to jog your memory
If you was to pick a cipher
If you were to choose a group or gathering of rappers
Then I'll bust you quick to write yours
I will defeat you swiftly and effortlessly in that cypher
All expenses paid, no questions asked
I will cover all costs and handle everything without hesitation
I'll get open in the cut and we can flesh your gash
I'll showcase my skills and dominate the competition while we highlight your weaknesses
Cat, relax. Man, the last time I took a breather
Calm down. The last time I relaxed and took a break
I got brought up on murder charges
I faced intense criticism and legal trouble
Start the crooked finger
People started blaming and accusing me unfairly
Yo, I'm not the fella to riff with
I am not someone you should try to argue or fight with
I'm so nice Mr. Rogers sued my ass
I am incredibly talented and kind, to the point where Mr. Rogers himself would be impressed
For copyright infringement
Because my skills and kindness are unmatched and can't be copied
Roll with henchmen,
I associate with a group of loyal and trusted followers
Not, we'll switch heads
No, we'll change our appearance or tactics
From wanna be thugs to 24/7 bitch kids
From pretending to be tough guys to actually being weak individuals
I'll bring my shitlist
I'll bring my list of people I have a problem with
Production cat bastards want jiggy beats
Producers who only care about making trendy and catchy beats
For some whack rappers
To sell to mediocre and untalented rappers
Switch my style if you're tryin' to play,
I will change my approach and style if you want to compete
My beats will maraud your ass any time of day
My beats will ambush and attack you at any given moment
Like deuce Biggalow's chick,
Just like the character's romantic partners in the movie 'Deuce Bigalow'
Whenever your through shit
Whenever you're done with your mediocre attempts
People see you and holler 'That's one huge bitch!'
People mock and laugh at your incompetence and lack of skill
Shit, when the lp rolls out
When my album is released
The source will be forced to make the quotables
The respected music publication 'The Source' will have to highlight and recognize my standout lyrics
A three page fold-out
A special feature in the magazine that spans across three pages
No doubt, I'm fed up with this whack shit
Without a doubt, I am tired of and frustrated with the low quality of rap music
Ballin the next gear, wearing abercrombie and fitch
I'll elevate my skills and style while mocking the trend of wearing expensive clothing brands
Any Jiggy rapper acting fly on the radio
Any trendy and superficial rapper acting cool and popular on the radio
Is getting pulled out of rotation like a firestone radial
They will be removed from airplay and rotation, just like a worn-out car tire
Catch the Tee, the hip hop scene I fathom
Understand and grasp my presence and impact on the hip hop scene
Let people know my windows belt keeps my jeans from sagging
I want people to know that my fashion choice of wearing a belt prevents my jeans from sagging
It seems I'm raggin,
I appear to be boasting and bragging
But feinds been naggin' for my next release
But fans are eagerly anticipating my next music project
I apply all my expertise to make them extra pleased
I use all my knowledge and skills to ensure that they are extremely satisfied
Even get the breaks to peace that make a brother feel this
I even create the right beats and musical elements that bring a sense of calm and satisfaction
All I do is independent, like double helix
All my work is done independently, just like the structure of a DNA double helix
Selling out? well I hope that you're not
I hope you haven't compromised your integrity by selling out
But how else could you afford all the soap that you drop?
But how else could you afford to produce and release low quality music?
You cant fuck wit me, yo, kid look
You can't compete with me, look closely
Taking me out aint no small feat, you aint bigfoot
Defeating me is no easy task, you are not as legendary or formidable as Bigfoot
You should know who the heck you're facing
You should be aware of and respect the person you are going up against
'cause my reputation leaves no room for speculation
Because my reputation is well-known and established, there is no doubt about my skills
Now battle, is that you want to do?
Do you really want to engage in a battle?
What kind of man are you?
What kind of person are you if you want to challenge me?
I bet you sit on (?),
I bet you hesitate and become inactive
Now that it's proven to you
Now that I have shown and proven my abilities to you
You got a lot to tell us,
You have a lot to explain and justify
Them got your heart skipping beats like accapellas
Your heart is racing and beating fast, like a vocal performance without instrumental backing
I'll be a mythic author,
I will be a legendary and influential writer
Writing poems on tombstones
Using my lyrics to leave a lasting impact and message, like inscriptions on tombstones
Celph-titled and, nigga you couldn't bring home
My name is Celph-Titled, and you wouldn't stand a chance against me
I'm at the crib wit your bitch givin' me slow head
I am at home with your girl, and she is giving me oral sex slowly
Split you up in more pieces than when Jesus broke bread
I will physically and metaphorically destroy you, just like when Jesus broke bread to share
My click is raw, be prepared when you meet us
My crew is talented and unfiltered, so be ready when you encounter us
Kill an unborn baby and you still couldn't de-fetus (ooh)
I am so powerful and ruthless that even if you could kill an unborn baby, you still wouldn't be able to stop me
I don't battle with rhymes,
I don't engage in rap battles simply through my lyrics
I'd rather battle with nines
I prefer to use guns and violence instead of just words
Instead of using my mind
Instead of relying on my intellect and creativity
I'd rather shatter your spine
I would rather physically harm and hurt you
The closest you ever came to a punch line,
The closest you have ever been to a clever and impactful line
Was waiting for refreshments at the prom in '89
It was a long time ago, and it was a simple and ordinary situation
I'm super crafty, super nasty, super raspy
I am highly skilled, dirty, and have a rough voice
Fuckin' bitches with super asscheeks
Engaging in sexual activities with women who have extremely attractive buttocks
You fucking faggots don't know the wrong speeches
You incompetent individuals don't understand the inappropriate and disrespectful things you say
I beat a bitch untill her whole body turns to cleavage
I physically assault a woman until her body is heavily bruised and injured
I'm hyperactive so I drink decaffinated
I have so much energy that I need to consume decaffeinated drinks
My left jab is fatal, leave your cats decapitated!
My powerful punch from the left hand is deadly, and it will decapitate and kill you
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ErraticAlcoholic
"Kill an unborn baby and you still couldn't de-fetus" jesus fucking christ I'm fucking done. Fucking fire.
Jason Burrowski
dope shit! one of my favs! real shit
GOD Dem
i'm french im fucking lovin this song and all Cunnilynguist projects!
Corey Matthews
Amazing.
Chef Bigdog
Dope!!
GHOST R1DEbrand
H e l l a u n d e r a t e d💡💡💡
Kyle Cameron
bah-ha-ha-ha....ha! The only time a take loss, pussies, is when I lose kittens. Now that's a clever rhyme.
SaM
Better than Eminem
Brandon Honaker
No
Elijah
<3