There Will Be Blood Celph Titled & Buckwild (Ft. Brand Nubian & D.I.T.C.)

[Intro]
Can I do it?
Yeah!
Can y'all do it?
Yeah!
All together now
Ahhh...

[Verse 1: Celph Titled]
If me and some rap faggot have static
We can go to war, at your show you'll need flak jackets
Strapped with automatics? No, we use bats and hatchets
Give the microphone a drug test, I spit crack at it from crack addicts
Approach your A&R with an AR
Based on a true story, I spit H-bombs in every eight bars
When Tony put his face in that snow
I was writin' them flavor flows
And yeah, even my worst haters know that I'm a player for sho'
They be like, "Yeah, I'm with you Titled."
Bring bitches back to the pad like a menstrual cycle
You walk around like you some kinda thuggy guy
I know you ain't Diddy but I can make you see through Puffy eyes

[Verse 2: Sadat X]
You know my stats, boy, you know what I'm workin' with
Firearms of various calibers penetrate
I'm the hate that breeds hate, nah, let me illustrate
Time stands still on the day that's slow
With me it ain't about the show, it's 'bout the proof
I heard an amp from the roof
Make any fatal move and this is a stick-up
You sneeze or even hiccup, you layin' flat
You wanna face this rage?
Somebody threw some meat in the cage
Wear armor, you can call Obama, call your mama
I breed armies, make men out of boys
I'm the tactical General Patton from BK to Manhattan
You frontin', you lame, treat your whole squad the same