It's like oh, ohhh, ohhhh
F.M. D.E.M.I.G.O.D.Z.
It's like oh, ohhh, ohhhh
D.I.P.S.E.T. S.O.B. G's

I came from pumping 60k out the trunk, switchblades
Sticky stuff, nicknames, itchy braids, bitchmade
Faggots, my shit's changed, my cabbage is picked man
Rollin' twenties up like Snoop Doggy Dogg's crip game
But I'm out for the crown, housin, I'm buckin' 'em down
Dousin' and dunkin' these fuckin punks in a bucket and bounce
When I get up in the game beware
Put a pimp on a pulpit and say your prayers
Got a motion so damn potent player
Put you on a float like a broken chair
You know it's a move I crack for the gods and goons
We back, you talk about gats but dont actually use 'em
But I'm happy to do it because this is Demigodz
Celph Titled, Ryu with Tak, Apathy stupid

Juelz Santana:
From bottom to top, choppin them rocks
Cockin the glock, no more of that
Now I just hop in the drop and go
To the most popular spots
With hoes and they know, they know
I went from pumpin' that white stuff
To bein up in them white clubs
Like hey, I got dubs still pumpin that white stuff
Plus I fuck with the white boys, skaters and bike boys
We may act different but the struggles alike, boy
Shinoda know if there's a problem I'm coming over, yo
Quick fast in a hurry, not needing to overdose
And I mean that, just call if you need that
The best of both different worlds, not often they see that

Celph Titled:
We like these rappers here that you have to fear
We smacking queers, murder extortion
Hustlin', nothin' stoppin' this movement
I swear we gettin' to the top this year
Got your ears, all eyes on me, old school 80s guy, that's me
Hip hop head female rappers give me dome
And that's just that hip hop head
Flip off the feds, it's been said, I'm out my mind to the fullest
Alone in the crib buggin, fuckin with Russian roulette with six bullets
Won't ever free my guns but fo sho we lettin them triggers go
Sparkin the weapon, you'se a thousand miles from me
You far from perfection
And that's just food for thought, I'm movin the bar, rap entrepreneur
Rap lord, come to the hood, I'll bring you in through that trap door
It's Demigodz and it's Dipset, it's Doe Rakers and it's Byrd Gang
That's Ryu, Celph and Santana, the best rap singers you ever heard sing

And when my situation ain't a groovin'
I'm trying to murder everything movin'

Demigodz, Celph Titled and Rubik's Cuban
Ryu the Beast, Shinoda the Cobra Holder
You a fool for this beat, Santana the Great
This has been a Demigodz Dipset feature presentation
We'll slap the beeswax right out your grill! Hold up!

Lyrics submitted by L-Kyne

S.C.O.M. song meanings
Add your thoughts

1 Comment

sort form View by:
  • -1
    General Commentyay first

    this song is cool. it has the beat of Guns N' Roses "sweet Child o mine"

    funny thing is, before i heard this song, i saved sweet child o mine in my computer as "scom" so when i heard this its like "hey u copied me " lol
    GhandiPointsFothrtyon December 27, 2007   Link

Add your thoughts

Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.

Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!

Back to top