Spellbound

[Verse 1: Ubiquitous] F-R-E-S-H. Fresh, Fresh From the C-A-P-T-U-R double-E N-E-M-Y S-O-L-D-I-E-R-S we Are C-E-S C-R-U can you S-P-E double-L come to sell couple CES CD's Get you L double-O D's N-H-A-N-D You can tell the difference between me and fake MC's G-W-B J-R we hate him, still I be an A-M-E-R-I-C-A-N Now word I Be U-S-H get the G-A-S Rush the white house red up live a D-Day vet My name on the L-I-S-T if we protest, they'll try to L-O-C-K you in that B-O-X T-O-X-I-C Blood we blow cess Skunk T-R double-E's give me B.O breath Now [?]O-W-ing your doubles might be hard but B double-O double-K double-E P-E-R what? What do you F-L-Is want, try eat off us? Take a whiff we the B double-O G-R shucks I'm tellin' you truth fella, and no L-I-E, I B-I-G up my people like A-L-I. G [Verse 2: Godemis] And say R-E-S-P-E-C-T M-E A-N-D to the E-N-D We are the K-I-N-Gs of the M-I-D-W-E-S-T if you askin' me You wanna come at me without a G-U-N? You're like a penny with a H-O-L-E get done in Without a P-O-T to P-I double-S I-N You got a couple cups of O.J and forgot the Gin Lotson said, my B-A-D-A double-S don't care R-U-N around like I'm ready for welfare For real fo' nobody on their N-U-Ts maybe cuz I'm bussin' tables for these T-I-Ps To put an R-E double-D O-T on these MC's I always keep a C-A-R-D right up my left sleeve I saw you stupid motherfuckers try to make believe Waitin' on any dirty rat to come and take the cheese I'm not T.I but i'll do dabble in T-R-A-Ps You fucking with us Y-E-A R-I-G-H-T Like nasyou made it a hot L-I-N-E, and like Jay , I made it a hot S-O-N-G c'mon! (Instrumental) [Verse 3: Ubiquitous] This time we came for the J-L-K R-E S-E-V-E-N-T-Y For the M-A-I-N E-V-E-N-T my N-E-X-T lon G-O like brittney said For C-L-A double-S I-C like A-D-S In K.C graffiti dreams, no shame, it's easy game Peace still reigns for leaving names for the po's cuz Stevie came And they comb, the C.S.I, with P-Is for DNA To find nothing cuz we stay on our grind like DMJ My mind D double-E P like the C.I.A E-N C-Y-C-L-O-P-E-D-I-A I'm ill I be I snake and see my three eyes blaze and turn a C-O-B-R-A into a G.I Jane The drama playin it again minus the G-A-T Screaming out Y-I double-P I-E ki yay I'm F-A-M-I-S-H-E-D I clean my plate and stay close with all the ghosts of these MCs I hate [Verse 4: Godemis] The P-R-E double-S repping C-E-S, hella whack-ass rappers got me V-E-Xed Get me next if you talking off the T-O-P Taking hands like I'm swinging a B-L-A-D-E D-I-P-O-U-T for the C-O-Ps call in the canine unit try to sniff out trees Bet it be better off if you just say less ask Gwen this shit is B-A-N-A-N-A-S Matter fact, holla back Jason got 'em on standby Tellin 'em E-A-T G-L-A double-S and I Got a lot of B doubl-E F fo' fools and that ain't even necessarily who's next to blow Don't push it D-A-Y-J-O-B homie we know best On behalf of the habit that you know when we blow cess If you sick of listening to us cuz we be MCs why don't you go on D-I-P to the S-E-T It's like that