So this is yet another platoon in the sea of many. But the twist of it is that is a tribute to the great movie " Once Upon A Time In America".
Who can forget the cast and the plot of this brilliant movie. Besides its always fun to have a place were ones belong.



Abandon ship, Esoteric's at the landing strip
Plan to rip your clan to bits
You standing stiff like you inanimate
The jam I spit
Analysts, in such a panic with
They try to cancel it and sample it
Till this there's a better way of understanding it
I know you cannot handle it
I'm on some fancy shit
While your crib is candle lit
But still the candidate
Quick to dismantle your manuscript
You think you scare me with banana clips?
Well there's no chance of it
My no control vocals, roll over your patrol
I'm pokin holes in heads like I'm makin' totem poles
We're the chosen souls
(Demigodz rep to the death)
So sucker step to the left, I'm eatin all my older goals
Reading holy scrolls, like I'm reading yesterdays news
On the funny strip, come and rip
Test Shay and lose
Yo I'm rippin' cats total son, ayo you best stay in 2's
Cause my split personality is slayin' y'all crews
[Celph Titled:]
Celph Titled's on some real insane sick shit
Cut the presidents face off
And rob a mother fucking bank with it
I sleep with a machete motherfucker I got guns too
That'll put holes in your torso big enough to jump through
We don't recite rap verses, instead we spit grenades
You can't write a rhyme without some fucked up shit to say
When I question you, I won't speak proper I'll ask/axe you
Fuck a meat cleaver, we got heaters and mac millies
Act silly?
And witness the flame of the cannon blast
Recycle your calcium and use your scar tissue to wipe my ass
Send in recruits and I'm turning special forces
Into nothing but skeletons rocking berets and burnt musket blades
In Hells Kitchen we keep the shells spittin'
Don't thing it's strange
We use our block as a shootin' range
Highway to heaven or the devil's cross
And I got explosives that'll make your body land in like? coffin