EP: Recession Proof (2015)

• Recession Proof
• Ricochet
• Famished
• Off The Hook
• Letterman
• The Mo 

Recession Proof lyrics - Ces Cru

K-K-Kato on the track bitch!

[Verse 1 - Ubiquitous:]

Yeah, let me set the mood, CES the CRU!

Times hard, money down, but we're gettin' through

Cash flow and market crash, I'm still collecting loot

Be ware who you come around and are connected to

Back in affect my crew'll let you know I rep the new

They stack the deck I use what I have as a steppin' stool

Ces said it true, now let it spread and move, credit due

Fed it unleaded fuel, reap the benefits when it grew

Stackin' my revenue, they act like they never knew

I'm tappin' all the markets; black, white, red, and blue

The fact that Ces sold 45k is incredible

The prophets rise as I philosophize from a peasant's throne

Success not set in stone, nothing's ever guaranteed

Made the dues for me to pay until they gave me clarity

We see the game as clear as day, I never do hear your name

The residue of fear is hate, tell it to steer away

Homie connect the clues, the plan is place any bets you lose

Time's hard, money down, but we're gettin' through

[Hook - Ubiquitous:]

Recession Proof (recession proof)

Recession Proof (recession proof)

Cash flow and market crash, I'm collectin' loot

[Verse 2 - Godemis:]

(I'm off the wall screaming leave me alone hoe)

Don't beat it Billie Jean

Approach the dock, park it

Ya highest reign, that plane'll crash like the stock market

To me it's funny, these dummies is broke as auntie-tough

Money's in the family, sucks the plan is to ante up

Bust in the air and the second they hear that blast blaow

Hop over the counter and count up what's in the cash cow

I'm Robin Hood with a stack of fetty to pass out

Relocate myself like I'm Prince in this bitch, I'm assed out

Go dumb for duckets, y'all kick the bucket and stay broke

Just as soon as we leave the saloon, we robbing the stagecoach

Lames acting the saddest, mad at the way we flip the script

Plus everybody's lunchin' on something, let's get the chips and dip

Grab my Glock with custom pistol grips, get fucked with just the tip

Snatch a cup of blood from a gravedigger and take a sip

Prob'ly flip right into a grave soon as it hits the lip

Radar serpent, I ain't afraid, I know it's just a blip

[Verse 3 - Ubiquitous:]

Just left my home it's time

You know my rhyme is ice cold and i'm steppin' through

I blindfolded my goals, line 'em up and execute

I saw your fuckin' show bro and I thought your set was cute

Actin' as if you got it on lock and there's nothin' left to dupes

I heard a lot of small talk and I up and left the room

Claimin' Pharaoh, not a Monche but built himself impressive tombs

They say what I spit is gas, I guess that my breath is fumes

Sick without a cure, I'm sure God blessed if I've infected you

They say that death consumes, I aim at the chest and shoot

Put my heart and soul on a track and pray that the record moves

Won't be satisfied 'til the legends say they respect my views

Do a sold out show and I see my name in electric hues

Let's set the fuse my man, today we affect the news

Times hard, money down, but we're gettin' through

[Hook:]

Recession Proof (recession proof)

Recession Proof (recession proof)

Cash flow and market crash, I'm collectin' loot

[Bridge x2:]

Times hard, money down, true but we're gettin' through

Recession Proof, cash market crash, I'm collectin' loot

[Verse 4 - Ubiquitous & (Godemis):]

Punk, get ya bank up

Molly Brown motherfucker can't sink us

(Now, why they comin' with the picture but they can't bust)

Better pay us, gettin' wetter than a paintbrush

(If you goin' full, let a nigga fill a tank up)

Do you want more, we will fucking bankrupt

Now we're on a more tour

(Steadier than Bruce Lee on the fourth floor)

Now we're on the third puttin' words on the scoreboard

Every city I'm heard, bitch, give me my turn

(In the Midi I burn like hay, in the middle of a barn ok look away get sprayed)

They never get cake cause they never take this gray

(Hit this 'a', but they really lookin' (? ))

Shot shots ricochet, hit 'em when they aim this way

(Knock knock, pick a play, actin' like a bitch, get laid)

Hip hop out of the Midi West dipped in Strange

(So Rob Zombie, I'm finna get them brains

Hop up in another whip and then switch lanes)

When we got up into the game, we made a big bang

Now everybody has heard about our way the dick hang

This way, (that way)

Does it give me back pain, these motherfuckers wanna piggyback fame

(And they lookin' big Willy with his wiggy whack name)

In the state of Missouri, Killer City where cash reign

Ricochet lyrics - Ces Cru

Certified and superior Emcee

What better a way for us to celebrate and fucking roll things out?

The crew is Ces and yes, we came to make the whole thing bounce and move your neck

Recession proof pressed my band

Maneuver luminous

Plan to move it out the Midwest, Vancouver, Budapest

Yo, I must confess

It's new manure to address

Couldn't be more Young Thug if you were in a dress

Doing less, than a little and I mean it literally

Motherfuckers grind pitifully with a capital 'P'

We don't associate with those lames

I go in Lois Lane

Low and slow my aim

Slower and centered over your shoulder blades

Godi throw grenades while hollering "Flash out"

Start shit, chucking bricks when I live in a glass house

With they pseudo CES weaponry

How could they hope to have an effect on me?

It's like a hurricane on rage hoping to wet the sea

Tryna wreck a G

They falling off, catching leprosy

37 chambers, we taking them to the next degree

I don't know why they doubted us

When they bounced they sold out on us

My day ones hated, but Mama was so proud of us

They show malice to us, but the flow powerless

The ricochet commonly come from a low calibre

Ugh, the hate you gave

No doubt I'm a thug

Devouring y'all and all with the power of love

Brother I'm back working

Way that they use it, the Gat worthless

Standing inside a cube, while they shoot at a flat surface

Word on the street is to aim at your back turning

Came in the game to outsmart stupid and sack serpents

Jake the snake in the ring

Iron sheik with a turban

A fire breather, I'm burning, I find a reason to hurt 'em, word

Out in the street they call it murder

I don't know what you heard, but, uh, you're just a burger

Mini-Me and nothing further

I got your star marksman clutching burners and pulling out

Sniper harbour bullets bouncing off of Clark Kent

All of the disses they spitting are so repetitive

Niggas are nascent their knowledge is in the negative

Just begging

Without a fuck to give about what it was supposed to be to ya

They take lame aim, and then fire through social media

Ignore it until they fodder, I oughta be at a faction

See, they ain't hold me back y'all just look at the main attraction

They fucking haters debating on who's the best then

Again I do believe it's easier just to press in

Maybe they poppin' off, cause they wanna make an impression

The day they meet their maker pray it may teach them a lesson

They outside looking in tryna peep it

You blew it, I am LeWitt, my serpent's are few and secret

Decided to double diss 'em, leave 'em in disarray

I'm dwelling in oblivion, dummies, bullets will ricochet

And by the time you chime in you're merely a critic

Everybody telling you how to do it, they never did it, get it?

Famished lyrics - Ces Cru

[Ubiquitous:]

What are we going to do about food?

What are we going to do about food?

[Verse 1 - Ubiquitous:]

Lights on center stage, life sweet as lemonade

But it's sour too, motherfuckers wilin' out on the internet but they been afraid

Y'all know how I really feel, it's like same shit, different day

Hit 'em with the hot lights, roll up in the spot with a troll up in a box like fish and eggs

Yeah, yeah, keep shots ricochet

Smoke screen blurred a scene

Grind on my nemesis, rap boy scurred of me

They might have settled in, shit it never did occur to me

Hungry as I ever been, they said I'm the best since whoever ya bitch don't encourage me

We never got on free, egg on they face but it's not on me

Talkin' hella cheap took a shot on me

But when I see you on the scene take a shot on me

Sugar in they tank but it's not all sweet

Put 'em in they place where they not on beat

Put it on they face and they got all meat

Hey trickin' if you got it and forgot our treats

Halloween on Christmas day ya bitch

No clause are the same when they came with gifts

All you need is some balls and to bring your dick

Ain't no need for applause when I say that shit, boy

I see what I saw what I say's specific

The fuck would I be doin' if I played it different

Spent days in the kitchen, now my name is hittin'

Beat drop when I rock, whole place is trippin'

[Hook - Ubiquitous:]

Homie gotta get his, he give a fuck how I get mine

Maybe my name'll make the headline

Doin' fed time standin' on the breadline

Now I'm hype and I'm fed up

Gotta pull a heist on a bread truck

I cite red rum, they shoulda never not fed us

What are we going to do about food?

What are we going to do about food?

(They shoulda never not fed us)

What are we going to do about food?

What are we going to do about food?

(These motherfuckers shoulda never not fed us)

[Verse 2 - Godemis:]

I put the water in the pot then

I let it come to a boil

Throw the noodle in after that

Flavor wrapped in the foil

Whippin' a motherfuckin' meal dawg

Rippin the package and it peeled off

I need to eat I'm finna kill off

Not givin' a fuck if it's still raw

F-A-R-O-U-T no lies

That can't nobody fornicate but me, oh my

You see us poppin' up everywhere nigga we don't die

I know ya hate but hold it in whenever we go by

Look at the level I'm on, I've gone hungry homie

You're right, I need a meal I put it on to show me

I get it how I get it so ya mom can blow me

I'm trynna get the bread and put it on bologna

My head on backwards, my thoughts are crossed out

And I don't give a fatherfuckin' fuck, I'm bossed out

Can never yellow diamond lemonade, I'm flossed out

And I don't know how many runners up, I lost count

Although my face is painted, homie no clown

I'm well aware that they refer to me low down

I'm on the throne and I don't even need no crown

Hand out a motherfuckin' turkey like I'm Nino Brown

Murderin' for a plate, wait, who's beside me?

And why them on the menu, dude can try me

I'm orderin' at random, do surprise me

But whatever it is, better supersize me

Honey ham on the wishlist, money gram and a slit wrist

And you can witness

What a man would do for a plate when he ran in the place

Hella jam with his biscuits

[Hook - Ubiquitous:]

Homie gotta get his, he give a fuck how I get mine

Maybe my name'll make the headline

Doin' fed time standin' on the breadline

Now I'm hype and I'm fed up

Gotta pull a heist on a bread truck

I cite red rum, they shoulda never not fed us

What are we going to do about food?

What are we going to do about food?

(They shoulda never not fed us)

What are we going to do about food?

What are we going to do about food?

(These motherfuckers shoulda never not fed us)

[Ubiquitous:]

Man I'm hungry as hell man

Get this pizza, some bread-sticks...

Yeah...

Off The Hook lyrics - Ces Cru (feat. Joey Cool)

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[Verse 1 - Godemis:]

Last thing I recall was I was turned up with the DJ

Pat shot, another Pat shot, passed out for like 3 days

Woke up to an orgy, like poor me and I couldn't look

Came to my senses, got naked and it was off the hook

I took uppers in that attic, downers in that basement

Fell into the sheet rock, left there all with my face print

But don't trip cause it ain't shit, I keep the doctor on speed dial

Xanis in my back pocket, and Adderall in my weed pouch

Yeah, I'm off the hook, try again later, scratch surface, then layer

Speak backwards sin prayer, I'm Ray or, John Mayer

City on lock like I'm Mayor, hit the bomb drop, bet I'm there

Trigger up on top, respond flare, A.K.A. your mom's layer

[Hook - Godemis:]

Tryna hit me up, wondering where the party at

Must be at her inn or something, better call me back

You flipping shit on me, now what the fuck is up with that

Don't be so hypersensitive, could have a heart attack

[Ubiquitous:]

Somebody call the EMS, what they need is an EKG

Gotta get 'em on the line for the good time, party looking D-E-A-D

Check her, one two, double check, for the middywest

Put a bang beat, it be coming off the chain, now put it on the books

Better ask around, she was off the hook, yeah!

[Verse 2 - Ubiquitous:]

Wanna hop in, cause I got them off top

When it come to the chopping, spin 'em in a hot wind

In the pocket when I clock in, and there ain't no other option

Cause I rhyme sick and y'all high-pitched, sounding like shit

Or like first gear, with the gas down, and that's not the look

Ces off the hook, it's y'all worst fear, now the world hears

That I won't stop, but I can't stop, I can't quit now

Got girls here in that same spot

With them tank tops and their tits out

Had a daydream that we made out and it made off

You got bit down, I swear to God if I squint hard it's like

Baywatch in this bitch now, ah! Running with the main boss

Another day off, I'm like "which town?" I gotta sit down

I stake off and my Jane boss and my pitch loud and I, uh

Smoke it on stage, I don't give a fuck if it's allowed

Light up your blunt, that's if you're proud

Four hands up when I hit the crowd, see, some they pay and

Some they go, some complain and some they boast

Some people really do things and others saying

Some they wrote, double dutchin' sayin' nothin' fucking playing

Jumping rope, my shit bumping, type amazing

Find your way, ya compass broke, hold up, hello?

[Hook - Godemis:]

Tryna hit me up, wondering where the party at

Must be at her inn or something, better call me back

You flipping shit on me, now what the fuck is up with that

Don't be so hypersensitive, could have a heart attack

[Ubiquitous:]

Somebody call the EMS, what they need is an EKG

Gotta get 'em on the line for the good time, party looking D-E-A-D

Check her, one two, double check, for the middywest

Put a bang beat, it be coming off the chain, now put it on the books

Better ask around, she was off the hook, yeah!

[Verse 3 - Joey Cool:]

I was just minding my business, I wasn't in it

I don't know what happened, dog, I was sipping Jacky D

Next thing I know they offended, hold up, this hit me a minute

Admit that I was drinking like I was chasing a [?]

They gave me a shot of Patron, a shot of crown and Hennessy

[?], I don't know what the fuck has gotten into me

Niggas bugging tryna make me the enemy

Nothing compare to try to drink my energy

Fuck what you do [?] entity

Someone there in line showing sympathy

If you ain't related, homie, you ain't killing me

Amateur hour, you gotta be kidding me

Look at me, dog, you're probably into me

You don't want problems, well it a be it a be [?]

[?] cause, last night night

Off the hook like that dial tone

Got me feeling like fight night

Make a path for them wild ones

I'm like hold up, nigga, hold up

We're swarming y'all, feeling rolled up

Cause this bitch ain't finna be popping here

Until me and my crew come showing up

Nigga, off chain, off the walls, off the ropes, oh, off the hook

We get looked at an awful lot, your ass just get awful looks

That's the shit that I'm talking about

They're like "cool, man, you just rolling, bruh?"

Get used to this dope shit, cause that's that shit I'm known for (Oh!)

[Hook - Godemis:]

Tryna hit me up, wondering where the party at

Must be at her inn or something, better call me back

You flipping shit on me, now what the fuck is up with that

Don't be so hypersensitive, could have a heart attack

[Ubiquitous:]

Somebody call the EMS, what they need is an EKG

Gotta get 'em on the line for the good time, party looking D-E-A-D

Check her, one two, double check, for the middywest

Put a bang beat, it be coming off the chain, now put it on the books

Better ask around, she was off the hook, yeah!

Letterman lyrics - Ces Cru

I got a box heart made of prose

Shot target, aim at those

Rock star favor so it's not hard to stay afloat

Me and all my 'A' to 'Z', we got along so famously

Pretty far from famous though

City scar but hate is home

Pretty broad, painted toes, feelin' so unfadable

Winnin' like we 8-0, I'm just tryna let you know

Exchange of flows, cash checks at the bank and loan

Fresh like change of clothes

Sex, lights made it glow

Set time, day and show, feel my vibe radiate

Made it for the radio, sat it by the radiator

Next life may be thought, shout out to Eusébio

In this rhyme scheme his name'll go

I'm just sayin' though

Daddy told me, "take it slow, son, watch ya baby grow."

Truthfully, my baby grew these days, I got a 8 year old

Makin' dough, startin' LLC, let him take control

When I tour, I pray he safe alone and don't break a bone

Streets not paved with gold

Keep watch, wait and hold

These blocks crazy cold

I seen rocks made of soap

Beat cops Jason, when will fiends stop slangin' dope

He watch, they condone, we got to break the MO

So I took a brake, I ain't tryna take a brick

Get a quote, change the code, I quit

That's the way it is

I wanna tell myself

What is more dangerous

I let him run the streets, or teach him foreign languages

[Hook:]

Aside my pen, enslaved by the rent

Landlord on insane

Tenants sayin', "not again"

Some things never change

Never mind the weather vein

Hope the raven nevermore

Better pour when it rain

Throw bread I claim, never bang

Livin' in this neighborhood

It's red as flame

Haters couldn't get his name

Said it plain, makin' sure they let him reign

Then again, the etches never came

David Letterman

Notice they, hatin' us cause the way we makin' dough

Must be cause they ain't figured out a way to make it so

Take control, suckers wanna sit around and wait to blow

Inspiration fake and moments have to wake and bake a bowl

Shakin' so, sick of social media, I hate the troll

All I need is riches, y'all gon' witness as I break the MO

Crack the code, put them hands together, get to clappin' foes

Then release the Kraken, back in action, yeah I'm mackin' hoes

That's lingo from '94, yeah that's how it used to go

Nowadays, I use the glow, Kaboomin' like Bazooka Joe

And you should know

Money's short, them dockets need a boost to grow

Undercut us and my brothers prolly won't come to the show

From below, so wonderful, from Killer City to the MO

He's a man with many faces, not the dude you used to know

Movin' through maneuvers so maneuver yo

Ass and get to roamin' like a numeral

Assuming you intuit flow

(Stop!)

[Hook:]

Aside my pen, enslaved by the rent

Landlord on insane

Tenants sayin', "not again"

Some things never change

Never mind the weather vein

Hope the raven nevermore

Bet it pour when it rain

Throw bread I claim, never bang

Livin' in this neighborhood

It's red as flame

Haters couldn't get his name

Said it plain, makin' sure they let him reign

Then again, the etches never came

David Letterman

The Mo lyrics - Ces Cru

[Hook - Ubiquitous:]

Yo man, my mind is on this money, and I keep that money on me

Now we blowin' on that potent rollin' vibin' with my homies

CES from the show me so show me how high that you can go

Now we drivin' slow sippin' on somethin' ridin' through the MO

[Verse 1 - Godemis:]

I want the money, whoever shall disagree can suck it

It ain't a secret so peep it, I'm tryin' to Scrooge Mcduck it

Eatin' off thousand dollar shit that I did right

I get the cream but can't remember eating at midnight

It's just as well, must've puffed a nail with a gremlin

Then again, can't pretend that I'm not a sinner with synonyms

They don't put us on pedestals high as Tech, Eminem, and 'em

Look at me being Christian, I listen then I'm forgivin' 'em

Don't get it twisted you bitches, listen for disses closely

Spit in the face of a monkey tryin' to diss an OG

You wiggin' out, you get ya whole damn hood sprayed up

I'm off my rocker like an old man stood straight up

Been executed, rebooted, gotta be rare

Still might post up in a pic with a chick, I gotta be fair

Swear my bottom dollar is bloody buddy beware

If they dolin' out the duckets, well fuck it, Imma be there

[Hook - Ubiquitous:]

Yo man, my mind is on this money, and I keep that money on me

Now we blowin' on that potent rollin' vibin' with my homies

CES from the show me so show me how high that you can go

Now we drivin' slow sippin' on somethin' ridin' through the MO

[Post-Hook - Ubiquitous:]

Ri-Ridin' through the MO

Ridin' through the MO

Ridin' through the MO

Ri-Ridin' through the MO

Ridin' through the MO

Ri-Ridin' through the MO

Bro we from the show me now show me how high that you can go

[Verse 2 - Ubiquitous:]

Player play on if you're wicked than say your seance

Pray or be prayed upon, I'm shinin' when they throw the shade on

I'm sorry I'm late, leavin' early, I never stay long

When I'm on my James Bond, all y'all kiddies can play with crayons

City liaison laced me with a key, she hold connection

V.I.P special guest and for me and my soul collective

The S.O.P, I keep my letters signed with 'Os' and 'Xs'

Owner let me close the section, sex is a loaded weapon

Sippin' Amarone or Brunello from the Monticello

Slanted eye observe through to the cancer, I'm the calmest fellow

Accompanied by something dangerous walkin' on stilettos

Talkin' over contracts in the back, the dough was all but settled

On my level, fire flower resembled emerald city

Sweaty hippies hold me down, know my nose is rose pedal picky

Love me, she love me not, we translucent to opaque

Gave the bouquet the O.K and relocated to home base

Where the MO is at

[Hook - Ubiquitous:]

Yo man, my mind is on this money, and I keep that money on me

Now we blowin' on that potent rollin' vibin' with my homies

CES from the show me so show me how high that you can go

Now we drivin' slow sippin' on somethin' ridin' through the MO

Ri-Ridin' through the MO

Ridin' through the MO

Ridin' through the MO

Ri-Ridin' through the MO

Ridin' through the MO

Ri-Ridin' through the MO

Bro we from the show me now show me how high that you can go

Codename: Ego Stripper (2014)

• Fate
• Jimmy Stewart
• Sound Bite
• Whips
• Give It To Me
• Pressure
• Double O.T.
• Power Play
• Que Lastima
• Blindfold
• Phineas Gage
• Strange Creature
• Every Weapon
• Hope
• Axiom
• Gutter Race (Bonus Track)
• Catch Vibes (Bonus Track)
• Passenger (Bonus Track)
• Galaxy 

Fate lyrics - Ces Cru

[Verse 1 - Ubiquitous:]

How many start a journey, but never see the end?

I never ask how, conceive it then speak in wins

A man'll work his whole life to see his ego shed

I sew it up, needle head, all I need is thread

A team can only take it as far as it's strongest leader

The streets are red, running with the blood of nonbelievers

So play a part, I'll make a star out of a bottom-feeder

The Romans fell under his knife but made a god of Caesar

For every Caesar, there's a Brutus with a blade of steel

For every offense, there's a defense til I break the shield

For every fake or real, I guess that my fate is sealed

Driving drunk off of power trips somebody take the wheel

Told travel light, what you hold'll weigh you down

Big noise, Bob Dylan you don't make a sound

The golden truth, motherfucker, I don't roll with muse

Show improve yourself, fuck am I supposed to do?

EPMD, teach a man to fish

Learn from me, only if you seek advantages

Complaints about the game, you need to speak with management

Best crew, Ces Cru, it seems to be unanimous

I'm out for action, what the fuck are y'all about, relaxin'?

They can doubt my sanity but never doubt my passion

And I don't know why they deceivers feed us lies mislead us

He who denies what he has seen is worse than nonbelievers

I just play the cards the way they're dealt

It's hard enough to change the world, I'm trynna change myself

The choices is accept the conditions as they exist

Or accept the responsibility and change the shit

[Verse 2 - Godemis:]

She handed me my change after I completed my purchase

I thought of spittin' game but I managed to fight the urges

I said "It must be strange for you all alone on the surface"

She said it was a curse to be perfect without a purpose

Feelin' nervous I stepped in, the opposite direction

Her comment resonated, I tried to sever connection

Is this the twist of fate that's from karma and misdirection?

I'm standin' in the mirror still lookin' for my reflection

What am I trynna say, rocking all this ink on my body

I'm King, Hathaway, Donnie, most people know me as Godi

It's ill though, I kick it like Fei Long with a steel toe

They run amok and couldn't give a fuck with a dildo

For real bro, my hater-scopin' dumbdar's been on

So I don't give a bloody fuck who's droppin' the N-Bomb

We bout to shake it up til the plane's fall

Then cut through all the tension y'all invent with a chainsaw

"Is that a threat?" No it's a request

To be correct, it's a requirement, you fuckin' with Ces

And if you try to fix ya place to say that we ain't the best

You might as well be tryin' to work a deal with nothin' for less

And I'm up in the nest, never depressed of pressin' my tiers

Conquering fears and never cavin' from the pressure of peers

Swillin' my beers while tellin' Jahova to thank heaven

All I need is six Addies, a shot, and a tank seven

Tell a bitch I am dynamite, she might blow me

And the shit I'm snortin' is china white, just like O.T

Pardon my passion if it's like I'm riffin' my O.G

My P and P will K-I-M the day that I O.D, bitch

Jimmy Stewart lyrics - Ces Cru

[Verse 1 - Godemis:]

I make music for a living, so every day is the weekend

The blade ain’t tucked away until everybody is leaking

I’ve had it up to heaven with father fuckers critiquing

My suggestion is you stuff a cock in it, the Deevil’s speaking

Right up under the knife, I’m a villain still in the cut

Feeding on hate, I patiently wait and swill up a cup

Wavy, wondering what in the fuck is the motive for it

The Deevil said I should kill him, then Godemis said ignore it

Emo with it, I’m morbid, my ism is out of orbit

They bite off what they can chew from you, funny how you ain’t Norbit

Arsenal is assorted with plenty curses and disses

Plus we don’t discriminate, murking any mister or missus

Appetite for destruction, cause if the recipe misses

We feeding on every scrap and don’t bother to bus the dishes

This is what some wishes are made of and it’s kind of silly

They going hammer, can’t touch me, but God, I pray they can feel me

[Hook - Ubiquitous:]

It’s all fly in the friendly skies

I’m ready for whatever’s headed my way

Ends change friends change every five days

Identify snake venom enter my space

You’re givin em five minutes why wait?

Holdin your moment that’s gone

Develop your density need some back bone

Bae boy he wishin that he was back home

Charlie can’t go back, when this shit go black

I’m bringin disco back

[Verse 2 - Ubiquitous:]

Back from skid row, out of agony central

You’re grabbing at my microphone I’m snappin your wrist bone

Anatomy split throw em like Vladamir Klitchko

You’re pissed that I’m rappin fast, well I’m happy to spit slow

Cuz everything goes fast, I watch as it go past

I’m tossin these bread crumbs, You’re lost with a road map

Perusin our catalog, and shoppin for vocab

They copy the flow, I give the gift of forgiveness

I thought you should know that, but business is business

Want to know how we did it? Better get to jottin on notepads

And read you a book buddy, sharpen your brain but now

It’s smarter to play dumb, what part of the game?

Acquire target and aim (bluhh) It ain't hard to be famous

I market my anguish but now it’s startin to change us

So pardon my language, but fuck how you feel

You bitch ass motherfucker you’s a sucker for real

It ain't nothing to get you…… high

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Godemis:]

You’re talking that fly shit, get ready for lift off

The rules don’t apply bitch, I’m ripping your lips off

Pussy in a dog fight, irony at it's best

It's good you a dumb fuck, see this is a crabs test

Y’all average at best, you got to start someplace

Tell me how the fuck the blood from under your tongue taste

Pursue and let one chase, lock and I scare fakes

Then bust a 180, that’s on behalf of my air brakes

[Verse 4 - Ubiquitous:]

Radio for your squad, we’re taking over the skies

Clear out the way and land now or say your sober goodbyes

Cross your heart and hope to die, make a wish to the rap lord

It’s a wonderful life, maybe you get what you ask for, that’s yours

Way they be hittin the fast forward, my slow flow

Bang thoughts hittin the dashboard, a trick of the light

Pick your dog fight Mr. mcfly, call em a chicken

And they’re quick to reply, the hands quicker than the…… eye

[Hook]

Sound Bite lyrics - Ces Cru

[Verse 1 - Godemis:]

Paint my face now you're hearin' a clown right?

The flow's Tyson, livin' fear in the sound bite

What the fuck y'all want, with a nigga with no marbles

Put hearts in a jar then swallow the whole jarful

Blind marksman in a ghillie suit, let off

With a grunt, while I murder in mini troops

They're miniature, many troops in need of a medic, they better rap gauze

I'm a heretic and never pray to a rap god

I fling blood on a door, whisper prayers in reverse

Cast curse sling blood on a whore

Slap the fuck out the Deacon, he's reachin' for that book

Set the pages to flames, your lord is a lame, look

I'ma invert the crucifix, feast on a virgin

Work the word thin, use Rittz for toothpicks

My Strange family crew's loose knit

The radio don't even give us no play and we don't give two shits

Jason Deevil, define his rhymin' illegal

While he's takin' warning shots out the eye of an iron eagle

Wavy, I battle goons, you mad at whom, you outta tune

But I ain't worried, they versed me inside a padded room

[Verse 2 - Ubiquitous:]

My vibe hummin' it come from inside a dyin' sun

Added to the Saturn moons, Pythagoras find a sum

Livin' by the sword, my strict diet is by the gun

Claimin' they not pussy but wet as vagina comes

Feelin' fresh off the bus, big trees on my brain

Run up in the spot, eyes freeze on my frame

They lookin' I ain't tryin' to duck

See what the club cookin' up

Bad bitch, heaven sent, hellbent on hookin' up

In the back of the venue, she puttin' pressure on me

No matter how much she push, it's never gon be

I swear this lifestyle was never for me

I swear to the god of war, I'll never tour free

Now I'm swimmin' in dirty women, let me backstroke

I could leave it to beaver, be the Eddie Haskell

Damn, now I'm comin' off like a petty asshole

But it's better than buyin' beers for Betty Bashful

Hah, What I'm tryin' to see is some steady cash flow

Rain down parade style, confetti the flag flowin'

I'm on a float flyin', with dope sinus

Sniffin' out the lames, I came with co-signage

Flame, don't buy in the game, Kobe Bryant

If they don't know why, they can blame the flow

I ain't afraid to show, shinin' my chain

Frankly a fraction of what you find in my brain

Lie entertained, eye on the game

Watchin' my environment change

[Verse 3 - Godemis and Ubiquitous:]

Where many have passed on, only I've remained

Livewire the game, prolly kick a hole in ya brain

If we spinnin' out of control, ya know I'm rollin' a plane

Ces so entertain(ing), Never sick with the Gan(grene)

Think it could be so wonderful, run with the A-(team)

I bet you sweatin' bullets from under the ray(beam)

Cause my penis and my pistol do sorta the same (thing)

You full of faith, fearful of shit that you ain't seen

Fans are reppin' Ces from here in the middi to Beijing

Is the sandman comin' to give me a daydream?

Puttin' y'all under the dirt and we gettin' away clean

I'm stickin' cool with karma, and bear the weight like I'm movin' in water

Illuminati's an illusion now use a comma

Show me a rap god, Tutankhamun is too uncommon

Pompeii when I'm bustin, I'm spewin' lava

And you ain't gotta ask why it works, or backslide your words

All you gotta know is we both back, dyin' of thirst

Every session is blessed, I'm baptisin' the verse

You better hold ya breath when you pass by the church

Uh, I put my people on Jack Ryan alert

Please pacify the perp in the back buyin' the shirt

Our core fans bumpin' this track ridin' to work

Mature fans classy as yours, we goin worldwide

Really we only came for packin' the floor mamps

That girl fly but she's mackin' the doorman

After the show it's back to the tour van

Pack Packed full of clothes, I'm back on the road

Whips lyrics - Ces Cru

[Verse 1 - Godemis:]

I'm footloose, y'all be like "Damn"

Maintain with the right lane

Y'all ain't do it like Strange, finna burn y'all when the light change

I'm ski skirtin' gettin' small and I'm in a straight line on my jackshift

Tryin' shake haters on my playmaker blackin' out in oncoming traffic

Just imagine if, the frame was a little bit lighter considering jag lift

I could prolly clear a row of buses on you motherfuckers for trying to nab with

Don't get mad bitch, better jet son

Wanna bad bitch? Go and get one

I'm that quick, suck a fat dick

Wanna rap up, need to get done

Suck it, I enter I might rip

Burnin' this rubber I might slip

Strugglin' tryn'a get my grip

Doin' 80 right over this white strips

With the pedalin' motorin' goin' and so when I run it, then I'ma just fly out the whip

If you ain't numero uno you ass and prolly don't do it like I do it

Go

[Verse 2 - Ubiquitous:]

Yo, if you can't hang y'all that's peace

See I B.Y.O.B

I bang y'all on beats, and I bet your backyard obese, bitch

Better believe I'm bombastic, bro know that my ball that big

Y'all fabric, fabricated in a fabergé egg sack shit

In a nutshell y'all cornballs, that's corny nuts y'all done warmed up

Snatchin' out on this bad traffic, I'm an asshole and my horn's stuck

I switched lanes, like Rittz came

In the backseat with a stick mane

I'm an athlete, y'all are Mitch Bade and yo bitch came with a Ixnay

Uh, let me explain, got a sick brain, I was born nuts

Now, who's the master? The Sho Nuff

Ask J, yo you know it ain't no hold up (Ay!)

You don't have to answer, the fact is you can't survive the standard

Don't act as if, I ain't had your bitch

Holdin' me close like I'm a tiny dancer (Ah)

Now back on the highway, countin' these headlights, get ya head right

I stand by, y'all out the car on the side of the street gettin' read ya rights

I see y'all stuck goin' round and around and around the back

I secure the trophy, count 'em out, Beverly Hills down and out

Give It To Me lyrics - Ces Cru

I feel good about this one, B

Yeah, Ha

[Verse 1 - Ubiquitous:]

Praise goals, paid tows even if you play it pro

Player that's the way it goes, ain't nothin' to say no more

It's either that or feast, took a plate, only ate a roll

Felt regret, hunger that I kepper save me later though

Fire burn in my belly everywhere that I would turn

I was met with diversity and from that fire I emerge

Pen I felt along the way, never made it my concern

Took it as a lesson to the game and let the tires burn

Gassed out, gassed up, bout a pastor passed up

This to every faggot battle rapper that harassed us

Hard work, added up, perseverance paid off

Independent underground, grindin' no days off

Played a boss, paid a cost, rappin' then stayed lost

Now I need that prime cut, slathered in steak sauce

Matter fact I'm takin' all of that, then I'll take more

Livin' in the moment what you waitin' for, Good lord KC

Why you been actin' like some poor babies?

I get it crackin' never relax and doin' my chores daily

You got a fine wine well then my rhyme is the gourmet cheese

You're finally a guideline, I'm in my prime you been warned take heat

I got a list of accolades and I don't have to say

And I ain't talkin' now, I'm talkin' way back in the day

Headed up to now for real it's still nothin' to me

I'm finna top that, man I got that, y'all ain't fuckin' with me, boy

[Hook - Ubiquitous:]

Ayo what up though, what you lookin' at?

Took it from us and got pissed when we took it back

You pickin' up what I dropped and can't hold us

I'm plottin' on whatever you got now hand over

Give it to me, give it to me (Come on with it, all the way from the Midwest)

Give it to me, give it to me, give it to me (It's the Ces)

Give it to me, give it to me (Give it up, from the front to the back)

Give it to me, give it to me, give it to me (For the snake and the bat)

[Verse 2 - Godemis:]

Ain't nothin' changed, I still arrange to pack up in the civic

The frame of mind is ain't nobody fuckin' with the clinic

Ironically enough, you fuck with us and get the D- dick

Ya dig it? The faction back in action spinnin' Riddick

Oh is it, common knowledge I commit on the pivot

Killin' it, put on a show then we come in and steal it

Feelin' it, we bout to go bananas, can you peel it?

Cause U-B-I and Godi's like canvas and acrylic

But we don't know no limits, roll the credits, it's finished

Sit home and watch a chain, if they complain, I change the image

Heard opportunity knockin', hopped in the cockpit

Just another pissed pilot who's ready to drop ship

If death is certain, must mean the reaper is lurkin'

And his cousin sleep is creepin' in while we closin' the curtain

I'm working a fucking miracle out of the situation

To knock it back out of orbit and blitz the administration

So what do you want from ya dude? I gotta be ruder than Jude

The second I enter ya loo, I'm comin' to Rubiks ya cube

They lookin' at me like I'm food, been hurtin' to get em a meal

They wanna know steps that I took, been trynna get em a deal

Behold the murderous Hanzhong

I bring the death star to any planet ya land on

The prettiest in pink, I think you stuck in that Camron

With orange mocha frappe chinos and a man pawn, bitch

[Hook]

Pressure lyrics - Ces Cru (feat. Rittz)

[Verse 1 – Ubiquitous:]

You know I just let that roll off

Yeah, it used to be I wasn’t brave enough to do it

So I’d lie and say I did it

Now I do it but I’m afraid to admit it

I know some people out there are hatin' pray that I quit it

Proving those people wrong is just part of staying committed

Pray I remain consistent, smiling and taking pictures

Making wishes, a change of fate could only take an instant

Pimping, I’m flying like Aladdin, I been Arabian knighted

The current in my life so strong I’d be crazy to fight it

Back in the day, recycled sounds and gave me consignment

I wish the end could see me now and the way that I’m shining

Wrestle with pain in private, still they can’t fade me at rhyming

Cause all that pressure that they gave me just made me a diamond

[Hook – Godemis & Ubiquitous (x2):]

They try and front, put the pressure on us

But y’all know it ain’t nothing for real

It’s all to the energy in this piece

I’m saying peace so you know it’s for real

[Verse 2 – Godemis:]

They're wavy, riding in the line with them cheapskates

Provide the murder with the word whenever the beat breaks

You, you got a better chance of winning the sweepstakes

Me, I’m playing chicken with a comet in deep space

Unaware who the fuck they fornicating with, I flash

You don’t feel what I’m spilling, pucker up and kiss my ass

Keeping it on the humble, they figure I’m a pushover

My PMC's never sober no need of luck from a clover

The opposite of Jehovah, I know they want to box me in

I shine inside of the darkness, a radiant human being

And seeing me working at it should make you want to get at it

Come out and support the music or maybe even get tatted, cause

[Hook (x2)]

[Verse 3 – Rittz:]

Yeah, I always dreamed that I would be big

Still shaking off the dirt that we dig

In the past, it’s too bad we can’t relive

Excuse the prefix, I’ve seen some kids get some dope and show off

Too much gets broke off, like a tree twig

Some street shit, you wasn’t cut out for no beef, pig

Mic got you some paper but you faker than an E-cig

I’m tryna piece it up, I finally made it bro

They’re playing me on the radio but they don’t know like Rico Love

To get to where I’m at was challenging

Talented vultures was flying down on me, trying to stick their talons in

I just drink gallons of Crowne with my gal and I gallivant around Atlanta

Bent like a nail, I'm rich and smile when there’s pressure

Jonny Valiant and the Ces Cru, yeah

Fucker

[Hook (x2)]

[Verse 4 – Ubiquitious:]

Let me keep it real with you, this is the meal ticket

Couple homies still kick it, wonder why’s feel different

I’m livin in the moment, know one day it will finish

But what is the point of reminiscing while I’m still in it

I kill the mission efficient and chill with bitches

She been feelin interested getting twisted and stealin

Kisses if the pictures surface, chill the missus will misinterpret

I’ll end up in a ditch as a missing person, it’s the gift and the curse

All of that love and attention come with some tension

You motherfuckers bunt for the fences come to your senses

I ain't the one to mention, you’re livin in one dimension

It’s all to the energy and we frigid with numb intention

Double O.T. lyrics - Ces Cru

[Verse 1 - Godemis:]

Ya mama, ya auntie, I'm feeling ya vibe

I need you on my team, I want you on my side

I never knew love, the way that they claim to

Could it be that veil's down or is it that I came to

Wherever you go go, I'm watchin' in slow-mo

I'm tryna undress that, record with a GoPro

You ready to go, oh, no pressure to kick rocks

No wonder they love you, more than I do Hip-Hop

Hold up for the pit-stop, My lady don't flip flop

I'm make her love come down and bathe in the drip drops

When I tie the slipknot, we're making our ends meet

Love you from a distance that's greater than ten feet

I'm head over heels hun, I never did feel one

Guess I had a fake bitch instead of a real one

If ever ya feel done, just let me know that then

Go from double O.T to all the way back in

[Hook - Ubiquitous:]

Ya on my mind

Ya play like I don't see you

When you're hiding in plain sight

We're looking good, only trouble I see (So I)

Is the way you run out of touch, call it double O.T (Oh woah)

All alone, waiting by the phone

Thoughts keep me wide awake at night

I look to you for the love that I need (So why are you)

You're hard to catch, why you running from me? (Double O.T)

[Verse 2 - Ubiquitous:]

I hear a motherfucker cussin' and such

And when I love on somethin' I love on it much too much

For your love I'm such a sucker punches bust my shit

I'm waking up to lumps, I'm wonderin' what the fuck I did

And for your punishment, I am a gluten feed me please

You never met anybody hungry as me believe

I'm taking licks, sores bleed on my face from kicks

Gettin' a taste of what it's like to be replaced so quick

Give me a break you're here today and gone the next

They call it wanderlust, I'm wishin' you would wander less

I try to stay strong, calm my stress

Play along but it's out of balance all a mess

And weighed it wrong, chess game

Either take the queen, or play the pawn

May your kindness be taken for weakness to played upon

Checkmate, heard her said actions affect fate

Prepare for the worst thing while I pray for the best case

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Godemis:]

We're not gonna take shit, may work or it may not

We comin' in harmony, in rhythm with fate's clock

We take it at our pace, and if the brakes lock

I got you, you got me, inside a heart-shaped box

I'm not gonna force it, got nothing to force with

We smash when it's crunch time, unable to forfeit

It's good but of course it, may even be tested

You bring the best out me, the worst is reflected

[Verse 4 - Ubiquitous:]

Yeah, she has a certain affect, I put in the work and I sweat

But it's worth all the stress if I lay with her when I rest

This love burnin' my chest, I stop searchin' for sex

What she got I never found in any person I met

In the blink of an eye it all turned to a mess

I'm tryna iron out the kinks first, permanent press

Give me the courage to jet

I'm hangin' onto every word that I get

But truthfully, I haven't heard from her...yet

[Hook]

Power Play lyrics - Ces Cru (feat. Tech N9ne)

[Verse 1 - Godemis:]

Go head and move it, mama, I'm down to see you shake it

I live for money, honey, you make me wanna make it

I give a bloody fuck bout if you gots a couple rolls

I cut a line, you cut a rug, go head and touch your toes

And now we up in here acting like some fucking clowns

Tipping while we sipping, bout to order up another round

Spark it up to burn it down, ain't nobody's hurting now

Your bitch looking at me like I'm lunch, the tables turning round

W-A-V-Y, they can see why I be spazzing

The party go hard, we waking up, don't know what happened

From moody to laughing, to ready for action

Took another shot, sat down and watch that booty clappin'

She doing the back bend straight out of the Matrix

Something short of impressive the way she move them fake tits

Fronting like a slave, baby girl just want to take six

Cause she be the type of chick that I might wanna cave with

No mama, no drama here, I'm comfy without a care

Right after we get it in, we gon' get up out of there

Wouldn't bother teasing, baby girl ain't tryna play with ya

Six minutes, it's on and I got seven words to say to ya

Got her filling in the blaze like she filling out them pants

Niggas holding up the wall like they don't know how to dance

Ain't nobody as wavy the way we create in advance

We so Uncle Rico, we gon' stick them chicks up in their vans

[Hook - Ubiquitous:]

They think it’s all sun rays and sippin Alizé

They tripping off fame, game different now-a-day

CES all day, hit them with the power play

They better drop down when me weapon calibrate, yeah!

[Verse 2 - Tech N9ne:]

Let the song play and yes I'm read' to bone

Sexing weapon stretching, pressin' 'til ya epinephrine gone

Left impression on, it was nothing to give up after dome

That's a known threat, when Tech was on X, I went to the metronome

To the beat, what a week, for the peach I seek and I gotta go deep

On a beach, gonna reach lot of peaks, I skeet then I wanna go sleep

I'm the samba, run upon the nana

Gone like mom made bomb ganja lasagna

Got your mind in disarray, tripping of what a nigga say

Don't wanna make me get the K, take it away when you disobey

Left no life, we lose ya, rockets, rifles, Rugers

Thinking it blow and wouldn't be letting it

Cause you bite, no Bruiser

Better not a naan square nigga come and want some

Let her get your airfare, nigga, when the funk come

He fucking with family, I seen red

For reallies, we bucking, busting 'til everything dead

Off in my circle, everything red

Ballers, building bars, you better bring bread

Whoever wanna see me need a ticket

All the bitches got itches from me to stick it cause I'm wicked

[Hook - Ubiquitous]

[Verse 3 - Ubiquitous:]

Oh, you wanna play? Cool, I wanna play

I can come through and break it down any kind of way

Hulk mindstate, radiate like gamma ray

All day, what Speedy Gonzales say: andalé

Eh, say andalé, Del like Lana Ray

They act tough but they melt like Monterey

See how them rise and then fell like economy

Kanye West, welcome to my dark fantasy

I sacrifice rap crews, never quality

When I wreck the beat, boy, I make no apology

Hot air they blow like wind then they gone away

Ish that y’all tolerate, I cannot accommodate

Ha, it’s comedy the way I dominate

Nominate me for the modern day monarchy

Say what you wanna say if you wanna follow me

Know that the artistry pump through my arteries

Double O control, I’m so Sean Connery

In the game to gain my total autonomy

Eh, say la-da-di, flow till the water break

Hand over your heart and bow, namaste

[Hook - Ubiquitous]

Que Lastima lyrics - Ces Cru (feat. Angel Davanport)

[Verse 1 – Godemis:]

Two stepping with a weapon on me

Doing the hammer dance, Imma rep this, show me

You don’t want to advance incorrectly homie

Get a check to your neck and [?] key

We in the Midi, and mind you we major

Put it back on the map in the mind of a hater

In a mode of attack, I’m the alpha omega

Chop a couple of rails, do a line of it later

These are the breaks, the game’s in a sling

Y’all motherfuckers better kneel, kiss the ring

Fans want me to do a song with

And I got to say I don’t see that happening

Rap at the king, come for the crown

Fuck you pay me, I puff puff pound

Grab at the bling, bum rush the crowd

They don’t really want me to bust bust ground

Just touched down, 81 6

Pinto music and 81 bricks

Y’all better lose it and make me come get

A KC Tea and some other dumb shit

And I get it with the killer city committee

Murdering em all and we all pack a billy

I kick up my feet and pack up a philly

I flip up the beat and crack up the ceiling

Rack up a milly, for real what’s the dealy?

We ill, y’all road kill, fuck for really, playing with a marked deck

And in a minute Imma gotta pull a card, check

I been grinding my minding to get that

Dinner, it’s all on the line and I find that iller

With lines on my mind all the time, that’s filler

[?] I want to shaq and that’s a Midwest willer

[Hook – Ubiquitous:]

Kids growing up so fast

Sweet 16 they load up the gat

Close up the casket

Too bad instead of that you should’ve had your punk ass kicked

Que lastima, ha, c’est la vie

Que será será, what’ll be will be

Que lastima, ha, c’est la vie

Que será será, what’ll be will be

Believe

[Verse 2 – Angel Davanport:]

My gosh, I’m a crafty speaker

Think on my, I got the baddest features

Look at them hands that’ll fuck a [?]

Like campaign threats then I’ll [?]

I’m the ether, constantly the conjure

Need to conquer demons, got you eaten

Beasts believe in, got you feenin

Respect everybody but you finna pledge allegiance

Count my blessings, I haven’t reached it

Starving in my city but I’m eating

Carving out the gritty when you preaching

No pardons, little bitch you’re tweaking

Scar you, machete happy when he feasts

Ces call me, I know they had me in their speakers

Flame bang, blow me out in their space

All dehydrate, leave me irate

[?] they say I flee from my gates

Niggas gon talk, it’s just how they made

Show up in a rave, ain’t even on tour

Cite me a band, invest to make more

Chest I’m this bored, probably don’t send

When I call you bitch I mean to offend

Express with backhands and brazen insense

I guess you in line like I was your pimp

Shit nigga, I’m Jordan, you Pippen

On my name brand imposition

Wag like dogs, but I’m cold kitten

Out of your league, you keep forgetting

I can separate your [?] from your dome

Out of control, you niggas out, you already know

Got to be bold, ooh the whole world want to froze ya

Step in my ring, Imma [?]

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Ubiquitous:]

They try to slow my speed and go by me

I focus my energy and throw my chi

You know my steed, Ces the method

Phone full of pics that they kept for reference

I’m moving on to the next progression

And bored in a plane where they check for weapons

No knives, liquids, or guns

Just can’t decide which is the one

Knew I would drive when this shit begun

Jumped off the ride, bitch missed the fun

This is the one, guarantee UBI sip with some funds

Christmas will come

They puff tree and sip fists of rum

I take the cake, kids get the crumbs

Ball when I strike, hits and runs

Put em out in the field, raw deal

My flows are frozen, y’all chill

You don’t what I’m holding, Caulfield

Catch! Rye whiskey, say goodbye to this beat

Truth my bullet proof, y’all lies will miss me

Strange all day, we’ve been signed officially

Look around the house, every eye is misty

Some of y’all tryna get me

Go ‘head then, try me dickweed

A grimy great, I been taking my vitamins

Tango with the lyrical leviathan

Take a look at who I’m riding with

Little girls get faint at the slightest words

Grown man, heart attack at the sight of her

And the all fall out while I observe

I’m a fire bird, a phoenix

Rose up from ash, I need

Cold fucking cash

Soon as I see it, got to roll up and pass

I’m a geek, but believe it I’ll sure bust your ass

[Hook]

Blindfold lyrics - Ces Cru (feat. Wrekonize)

[Hook - Godemis and (Ubiquitous):]

Forget the BS, you wanna be Ces?

You better OD until you DOA

In a minute we gone, it couldn't be that we on

The next shit that we own and we don't play

Blindfold em and (line em up in a row)

Blindfold em and (line em up in a row)

Blindfold em and (line em up in a row)

[Verse 1 - Godemis:]

I'm bored out of my fucking mind with these fat asses and fast food

Fake beefs and rap crews, snap-backs and tattoos

Every new fad is just bad news, like I need that I watch CNN

Stressed up from the chest up, it's a good thing that we knee-deep in

We in the real world, shit's real dog

I don't care what you don't feel dog

People countin' on me like chip stacks

And a matter of fact I got bills dog

Doin' B-I, hella B-I-G with the bosses, up at the office

No leverage, I gotta eat so, I'ma take whatever he offers

It better be legit, and you can eat a dick

I been working shifts up at the Pita pit

Got a contract, couldn't respond back

Lost contact, couldn't read the shit

May never know what might've been

But then again, considering I'm on the grind

Somebody hold em, blindfold em, one last smoke set em up in a line

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2 - Ubiquitous:]

Line em all up on the wall and then aim at it

Way that we came at the game like a pain addict

The way we came at, like it ain't matter

Brain scatter your grey matter like cake batter

Swing batter batter swing, he can’t hit he can’t hit

They want my spot on the label but they can’t have it

You sick of seeing my face, pasted up in the place

Shit I don’t know what to say bitch you can blame Travis

Snake and bat we chain react you think it’s

Easy huh, wanna be the one?

Go easy bro you think its easy come?

But they don't see me go, what have we become?

When I’m on the road, I don’t see my son

Two months at a time on the eat and run

Put the check on the rent and then eat the crumbs

Pull the change out the couch and the pizza come

I’m wide awake, y’all taking naps

Trying to join our rank I ain't taking apps

I don’t see these funds, Imma speak in tongue

Payback's a bitch and she don’t pay in cash

We never quit when they tell us no because the

Love and respect’s what I felt the most, so I

Exercise my self-control, but which one of y’all helped me though?

Blindfold ‘em…

[Hook 2 - Wrekonize:]

You with the BS, you wanna be Wrek?

You droppin' demo discs, I'm hittin' eject

I wanna tell you the bottom line is a typical topic

And I'm a pinnacle prophet of time, the best

Watch me closer now, line em up in a row

Blindfold the crowd, line em up in a row

Rhyme hold em down, line em up in a row

I warn you now clown, here we go

[Verse 3 - Wrekonize:]

If you gotta get a weapon and get to steppin'

I'm reckin' every second that I'm checkin' the freakin' record

It's Wrek and I been kickin' it incessantly

Gen & Tech and my twenty-second beckon for the

Deepest of women, get 'em!

If you gotta get a crew, get a Ces one

You'll make a motherfuckin' move for the next one

Checks come homie when the best drum flex huh

Better be gettin' ready for the moment that the flesh bumps

I been talkin' to myself bout the honors on the shelf

Get ya head spun

You need a place to pray, hope for better god to hate

Shit I probably can erect one

I been rockin' with the Ces since the prophets at the back

Got a leg up on the neck son

Every time the brother speak, you just know it's gettin' deep

When you wake up with the dead ones

[Hook x2]

[Verse 4 - Godemis:]

Ring around the Middi, we hit that wall

We the shit and comin' to hit that stall

Enemies enterin' in the ring back off

We pop up whenever we get that call

Ain't nobody gonna body me, no man

I'm takin' the bull by the horn with both hands

So, breakin' the rules, I'ma go with no plans

Of reconciliation, I look and put ya face in

Trace it back to the basement, where it came from

Lick another shot with the ray gun

I'm true to the shit, y'all new to the script

Wonder why I lick a shot with the same tongue

Shit's beyond easy, so be gone ya peon

If we on, then roll up bleezies

Blindfold em so when they don't see me

They point a finger as if I'ma hate on Weezy

Please believe me or leave me to be

Lock em and load em, pop to B street

It's all fly in the vanilla sky

420 motherfucker, wanna rock to this beat?

It stops officially, the bucks I mean

Get em up I mean

Elevated on a hater, bringin' up the scene

Ready to unload it on ya motherfuckin' team

Phineas Gage lyrics - Ces Cru

[Intro - Ubiquitous:]

(Scratched) Sun- Sun- Sun-tzu manifested

Heh, don't take life so seriously, man!

(Scratched) Sun- Sun- Sun-tzu manifested

They say that uh, we're here for a good time, man, not a long one

Be at peace!

[Verse - Ubiquitous:]

Bless the bay mac dre rest in peace fat tone…. Yo

I ain't ever tryin to be that schmoe

With three fat hoes, on a recap show

I lay fly bitch down inside a sweet chateau

You want a show? Push your motherfuckin' seat back, bro

But you can ease back though with all the feedback though

My people show me mad love whenever we back home

I bake cake, stack dough, make three stacks four

All we see cash come, all you see cash go... Yo!

Kneel down and get your kneecaps blown

Oh the rap game, maybe you should leave that ‘lone

Same shit you snapped on, shit that we passed on

I don’t give a flying fuck about your d-bag song

New friend tryn'a to slide up on the team back off

There’s not a titty that round, nor a weed that strong

I’m in the game full time, fin'na see jack long

You’re killin' my high, let me see that bong... Ces Cru you bitch!

You ain't gotta guess who in the mix

It's Superman standin' next to Lex Luthor and shit

I'm lookin' at all of y’all like who’s the next dude on the list

If I had recruited you then, I bet that you would’ve dipped

But for real dog, your rap squad’s stupid as shit

Staggerin', slack-jawed, wear a pair of shoe if it fits

Question: Where were you when this shit

Was backyard boogie down? Everybody parachuted and split

‘Cause none of y’all could see what I knew would exist

The fuck is more therapeutic than this? I give thanks where due

It's nothing more, if you were legit then I thank you

Now you Mr. Manipulation ain't it a bitch that I came to?

I’ve done a dozen things you did in a day

Way I did it damn it doesn’t even begin to explain

I roll a blunt, out of rosebud, Citizen Kane

Bleed out my motherfuckin' soul bruh, minimum wage what?!!

All my enemies and critics complain

They swear that one day I’ll pay for my sinister ways

It’s really a shame; penny earned, penny was saved

Career hit a spike head on, Phineas Gage, bitch

"Who the fuck are you to come and fuck with me?"

"U-B-I in the--"

"Reckless, Set trippin' and writing for Ces"

"I done nothing but crush whatever the fuck"

"Ces rap superb"

"Kill em with butter vocal radiance"

"No time for play"

"We can keep it peaceful if y'all can keep it humble"

Strange Creature lyrics - Ces Cru (feat. Murs)

[Verse 1 - Ubiquitous:]

Past dreams, past hopes and schemes, my cru’s flowin

And blowin up and that’s dope to me homie I

Open your chi with the stroke of a key and you can

Scope it in threes bro it’s totally sweet!!

My poetry’s so many bullet bills loaded and cocked

Fannin the hammer head sharp shooter blowin my top

The grass knoll park shooter melons will pop

Bearing witness to how the Con-Glom Element rock

Gentlemen pull your mics out, walk em like a tightrope

How to stay a float I, guide em like a lighthouse

Career been getting rocky, hide inside a lifeboat

Panic abandon ship El Cap-i-tain about survival

…..let me calm down, dead em on arrival

Place your hands palm down sweatin on the bible

Keep your weapons drawn, manifested all styles

Lucky lefty steppin on your leprechaun title ya bitch

[Verse 2 - Murs:]

What is up doe? Am I faded?

Fuck No! Sober than a motherfucker

Still on that cut throat

Similar to Aston Coming through blasting

Similies like 2 23’s I’m an assassin

Big ass bullets with a big ass dick

And you can go and ask my mama she’ll say “Yeah that’s Nick!“

Knew a couple crips, Knew a couple bloods

But I choose to be an insane artist and not a thug

Mixin up words like some volatile chemicals

Tryna blow up like Nitrogen inside an inner tube

Minuscule minds may not comprehend, the depths of my insanity could crush a mortal man

Hear no, See no, speak to evil, I leave that to Godi

I’m the rap Don Cheeto, what the fuck?

And Ubi he could be the tony stark or you could be the coward ass lion with a phony heart

[Verse 3 - Godemis:]

I keep it moving, you dead, I’m ahead a mile

It’s heated In the kitchen, I’m chefin, go get a towel

Witness the Resurrection they said I’ve been dead awhile

And I am a nice guy compared to a pedophile

I’m playing rip van villain so put the beard away

And flowing tidal wavy while chugging another beer today

Could give a shit if the haters appear or hear to stay

And like I won’t shake em and throw my fucking career away

Don’t ever come at me riffing I ain’t a sucker

If my blade’s in your cunt then my knife is a motherfucker

Kill alert, ill alert, pen spilling still in the dojo

I curse the Polaroid if I strike a pose for the photo

Click, for sure though, it ain’t a problem to pen pain

If I have a death wish If I die its a win, yay

I got the pulling these idiots try to push me

If you are what you eat, then its safe to call me a pussy (pussy)

[Verse 4 - Ubiquitous:]

My vocal tone fitted, I broke a bone with it

Trained for combat like a locamoti-div

Bombin on the track like it’s Kosovo… get it?

Get my Zach Delarocha on, soak your soul in it

The team I play for is CES we will take organs

Illuminatti leave your body in the great forest

If he want a peace of me then he gon’ wait for it

And if he close to me then he don’t need to pay for it

Meter maid score it, Anita Bake chorus

See a place foreign leavin any day Dorris

Watch over my brother Imma keep em safe: warning

Bitin all up on the hook and I don’t need the bait, Norman

I’m leavin break orbit, We in space soarin

Keep a cape, super hero need a break, Norris

Deviate, getting music free I hate Torrent

And if they come at us we wage war, pray for em dog...

Every Weapon lyrics - Ces Cru

[Intro – Godemis:]

Yeah

Info Gates on the track

Thank you brother

Shit like this drives most motherfuckers absolutely crazy

[Verse 1 – Godemis:]

I’m oh so cynical and don’t throw no subliminal

Disses, this is a warning shot to all of y’all who’s aiming at the

Flock, I cock and pop at kaka

Might even knock your papa

Off the top of the roster, we peeping c notes so stop us

Moving too fast to clock us

Man you’re slow as waka flocka

Flow proper so don’t jock a

Psycho who’s known to shock ya

Used to skip school, no locker

Then did two quick trips to copper

Grateful it’s on again, I’m going in, no one can stop a

Stoner from chalking out

I’m a loner, so long I’m out, I been walking for forty nights

You’re right I’m on a wronger route

Go hammer on a ho, the bong special is cani-blow

And y’all pussy can’t stand it though

Fuck your bitch and her cameltoe, oh

[Hook x2:]

Think it through ‘fore you push me, my plan is to get the that nookie

I’m seasoned to seize a rookie

Y’all couldn’t fuck with a pussy

Get wet with every weapon

It’s clear it’s for your protection

Get over here, you been living in fear of your own reflection

[Verse 2 – Godemis:]

Y’all must be fucking crazy

I’m hollering fuck you pay me

More dollars and duckets daily

What’s wrong with y’all fucking babies

I’m wavy to murk a boss

And since maybe it’s hurting y’all

I get faded with Info Gates and we wait for the curtain call

And only death is certain, y’all are inserted, inverted clawing

To your vertebrae, vision is Mayans tryna hurdle walls

Get wet with every weapon, a vision of sheer perfection

Two nooses to put your neck in, couldn't hang with us I reckon

The wettest shot, no method

All of my dogs go fetch him

Flow like a bat straight out of hell so folks go put your bets in

The blind must lead the blind

Step if you know the way

Remember shoot em down

[?]

[Hook x2]

Hope lyrics - Ces Cru (feat. Bernz)

[Intro – Godemis:]

Feel good, fucker

I’m full of hope

I’m full of hope

You know? You know

With your bitch ass

[Verse 1 – Godemis:]

I’m full of hope, yes, truer than a motherfucker

I’m full of smoke, yes, cooler than a motherfucker

Flying through the Midi, the most hated in my city

Couldn’t give a bloody fuck, look up, I keep these feelings with me

If a hater marks a hickey, I’m a target come and stick me

I can pick a chick apart so if she starts to acting picky

I be rolling up that sticky while I’m throwing up them deuces

Just a slave to the rhythm, neck inside of seven nooses

I ain’t calling him a racists, if you thought so you’s a dummy

Death is chasing me while I pursue this money, kind of funny

It’s a sunny day in Killer City, if you feel it split a philly

Skip it, you can feel it with me

Ces about to kill it, really

Let somebody write for me? You’s a comedian

Silly, Wayne signed to Sony homie

We are not Milly Vanilly

You are not ready steady, the flow of your energy

Put O’shea in that KC Tea

Pop the top on that Hennessey

[Hook - Ubiquitous:]

Nobody’s knockin I can chill got me feelin good

The birds chirpin sun shinin got me feelin good

I’m ridin with the windows down got me feelin good

My city's ill, can’t nothin stop me from feelin good

Yeah, y’all got me feelin good

The birds chirpin sun shinin got me feelin good

I’m ridin with the windows down got me feelin good

That's how I feel, can’t nothin stop me from feelin good

[Verse 2 - Ubiquitous:]

I’m about to take what’s mine, I’m a let them take it easy

Take your time I’ll give you space and take your place on TV

It’s give and take I’m chasin cheese but that don’t make me greedy

If you don’t give a fuck they’ll rape you and then take it freely

Let’s celebrate graffiti fuck it elevate the needy

If only it was that simple to sell a crate of CD’s

Let’s keep it relevant, how well equipped am I

They debate the creation of my intelligent design

I tried to told em but they didn’t listen, It’s tougher

To sit in prison then deal with reality and big decisions

Bottled your instinct and slept on intuition

The reason I Stevie Wondered about your depth of inner vision

My dreams manifest that’s divination

I’m overwhelmed with possibility

You’re stressed about your limitations

It’s all about the mindstate you stay in

If you don’t like it change the situation

[Hook]

[Verse 3 – Bernz:]

We hope pushers dispensing the most dangerous drug

Tryna give you that pure with each batch we cut up

The heart pumps to a beat, that’s why we trap over drums

A little product we got, until the shipping’s all done

You want to purchase?

Mayday and Ces, they got about a pound, you heard this?

Your whiskey glass half empty? Well fuck a sermon

Better call your bartender till your throat starts hurting

Until it’s burning, the shit’s working

Riding down the district, causing nothing but mischief

Bass so heavy you flinching, just to get some attention

Some girls in every direction, thinking the future’s ours

Had to bottle this instant, just to sell it to y’all

An enemy of the system for putting it in your system

Yeah it’s stranger than fiction, still we cutting it raw

Our products flooding the streets and it’s starting to float abroad

[Hook]

Axiom lyrics - Ces Cru

[Hook:]

Truth is something we may never know

Someday we’ll be free and take control

[Verse - Ubiquitous:]

Wake your mind up, you feel the earth spinnin?

You heard your voice was insignificant, I heard different

Committed people change the world even in small groups

It’s the only way that it happens man it’s all truth

John Lennon knew it, and Martin Luther knew it

The truth is you find it inside the heart of any human

So if you’re ready do it unlock it and set it free

Rest in peace, Jack and Bobby Kennedy, let it be

Where did Amphetamine originate? It’s man made

The war on drugs is just a motherfuckin band aid

And you’ve been fed lies, caught up in the head lights

I’m bout to break bad, Walter White tread light

Waitin at red lights, sit for the control system

Heroin addicts smack their arm and go to soul prison

Discard a dream for that sweet fix, feed addiction

And we don’t read directions, … or need prescriptions

I know a lot of people out there don’t believe in us

What freedom is, freedom was or what it even does

We’ll see what’s up when the score finally evens up

And these corrupted leaders pay for all the ways they treated us I know…

[Hook]

[Verse - Godemis:]

These aren't the arches, regardless, you gotta luv it

It's either that or leave it so pray to the god above it

They wish for crowns and heaven with brethren, I got a budget

Open the cellar door to escape and somebody shut it

And what I inhale is a little more than Kim Trells

No matter what I puff and burn, I'm neva fly as Denzel

But if it's true to you that I deserve the fire in hell

They must have made you the executioner, you got the intel

And ? fails, stood up against [?]

And actions will go unnoticed, that's even if they meant well

I drive a point, go a hammer on it when it's nail

The haters mad at me as if I'm the reason that should sell

You'll neva catch me in the pixie, I ain't gettin' near 'em

I know they make these tracks about me, but I'll never hear 'em

Sometimes I roll up and wonder where do I get it

This time uncontrollable urge of the driving force of my spirit

Peel it up, it's a habit, I'm feeling peace when I'm on it

Wrestled with it at times, but I couldn't stop if I wanted

My blood is in the pin and I develop it with every drop

And I know they pray that I quit, it's the reason I neva stop

Rock until I'm rottin', like fuck the spot that I'm not in

I feel double O T like in everybody was jockin' [?]

They come to pick my brain for the answers like I was Plotin

The difference is that my album's droppin', so who you mockin'?

Gutter Race lyrics - Ces Cru

[Godemis:]

Look at the way hate me now

The feeling of the night so long

I swear on everything that's left

I really wanna right my wrongs

But it's hard when the bottles popping

And you all in love and locked in

And you watching her body rocking

Knowing God is not an option

Company don't help you sleep

And the sex don't feel like love

When the hate don't make you weak

And the pills don't feel like drugs

What I really need is a buzz

Or whatever will keep me numb

But if I log on to the bullshit too long

Better not leave me that gun

I'mana go bananas on them

Gone on a bender, wavy acting ill

Hosted up at the bar taking shots

With a sad sack of happy pills, that's the deal

I feel I better leave before it gets ugly

I got a baby back at the crib

And no need for another drinking buddy

[Hook x2:]

I don’t sleep as much as you do

I’m hustling harder then you

Workin on more things than you do

Keeping my plate filled with good food

I don’t hit the town like you do

I don’t kick it like I used to

I don’t really trip as much as you do

I don’t really give a fuck what you do

[Ubiquitous:]

I’ve been living all around the world

You know the way the tour bus get around

Woke up with the room still dark

All alone laid up on the couch

With a pain in my brain from a dream that

I couldn’t tell you what was about

Look at the clock it was 5:45, I

Feel like there ain't nobody up in the town

But I get up and get a puff of the loud

Whatever’s sittin in the jar maybe one toke

Blow it out take a breath hit the dumbbells

Do a plank then it’s straight to the jump rope

What the day like, couple appointments

White board sittin with seven assignments

I’ve been lookin around all over the place

Dor the time to chill but never could find it

I’ve had my mind on you

That’s cool but now I gotta work on me

In the pursuit of love

Laughter and passion in my soul

I know I deserve all three

You’re double O-T, I ain't heard a word all week

I wonder would you wait for me?

When I’m on the grind, with my back turned

Would you act mature, or would you play make believe?

Have faith in me

I was out in the crowd at a show

A juggalo disturbed my lane

He said to me that he had never heard my name

And uh, that I didn’t deserve my chain

I said I had to work my way up from the bottom

To earn my place, you gon’ learn today

Here hit the smoke, listen close

To every damn word I say you bitch!

[Hook x2:]

I don’t sleep as much as you do

I’m hustling harder then you

Workin on more things than you do

Keeping my plate filled with good food

I don’t hit the town like you do

I don’t kick it like I used to

I don’t really trip as much as you do

I don’t really give a fuck what you do

Catch Vibes lyrics - Ces Cru

[Hook:]

I got my vibe on flow

Throw on my clothes and go

I’m ridin slow and low

Catch the vibe, catch the vibe tonight

I’m ‘bout to roll this loud

Light it then blow it down

Tonight we own this town

Catch the vibe, catch the vibe tonight

[Verse 1 - Ubiquitous:]

Still wakin up out of my dream I think I’m half sleep

Last night we got high as Apache, now that’s strong

But I ain't know it was that deep, I left my ID

All up in the backseat smoking on that Hashish

Please pass me, the ces on the left side, Midwest side

The best side that’s something I’ll never let slide, guess why

I’m bettin that you can catch vibes, I’m ready for press time

We’re vibin like, lets get high tonight, set my mind a flight

Then let it drop from a death defying height step aside

You might catch the vibe tonight, set the dynamite!!

[Verse 2 - Ubiquitous:]

I’m on the highway cruising at a low speed

Mind state same color as a nose bleed

Pumpin my system breakin down fat trees

Top down playground bangin out the backseat

Hit up the wayside, over by the bayside

Met Miss brown now we’re rollin like snake eyes

I hit the soul blade puffin on the death star

Bass line hum fat it got a stretch mark

Pearl white reflect, break it into fractals

Interior ash the accents tobacco

I’m in relax mode, dippin through the trap

Jake stay on patrol so we whistle when he pass

We hit the night club slip in through the back

Booth stay on reserve so we’re sittin where we sat

Soon as we sat down, shots getting passed round

Shaking my ass while this song play in the background

[Verse 3 - Ubiquitous:]

U b i in the place to be

It was me Bern-bizzle plus Angel D

Had my man Wrekonize on the side of me

When a couple of chicks started fightin violently

I was like oh shit, then I ducked a jab

Spilled my drink when security rushed their ass

God damn man not another fight in the club

They ‘gon blame us, we the ones hyping ‘em up

End scene now we’re back at the bar, black shades

In the club pitch dark, we’re just actin like rap stars

A fan ran up tryin to bust me a verse

Stevie was on stage so I ain't hear one of his words like what?

Gave me a blunt filled with something superb

I took a puff of the herb, what a wonderful world I’m sayin

What you know about, everybody phones out

Cliqued up in the club, turned up and zoned out

Passenger lyrics - Ces Cru

[Intro – Godemis:]

Alright, I’m back

Deevil! Deevil! Deevil!

Your cunting daughter

[Verse 1 – Godemis:]

Who gives a shit if angel and demon engage in combat

I’m raw as fresh pussy, that’s with our without the contact

Those who told me don’t be a dummy, and sign a contract

This one is for your melon, Magellan, hope you don’t mind that

I got her under the water, holding it down

Head cooked through, Charlie go and roll em around

Nobody’s leaving, not even a soul

So sit the fuck down, eat it, and let the control go, sinner

You having nightmares, funny, I’m having worse dreams

I woke crying blood, little hand on the 13

Came on her face and before the semen could dry

Hit the L, hot as hell, and put it out in her eyes, right?

I got my hands full, Deevil doing his damn thing

Saw the S and the M, they blew it, knew it was Strange

I don’t repent ever, cynic, see I attack herds

And you can get the saw like I flipped was backwards

[Hook – Godemis (x2):]

Clear the table, they ready for me to carve her

I can’t see, they follow me, I’m headed to the slaughter

Nobody ever said it’d be easy to be a martyr

You won’t find your daughter, she’s in here with us father

[Verse 2 – Godemis:]

Who are we? never mind, your mother told me to tell you

That she’s in here with us and you’re probably coming to hell too

Well who goes there? Sit and stay for an hour

Imma keep it moving with a vulgar display of power

The whole clique strange, it’s logic, I represent it

So you either come in peace, or leave here resting in it

Dig it, I shovel coals right under the iron bull

Steaming broads in its belly, I guess you could say he’s full

But for fucks sake, give me a broom, a virgin, and some duct tape

I show you motherfuckers the definition of butt rape

And this here is for her, bathing in such atonement

By feeling so alive in this subtle murderful moment

And this is for the underlings that I be getting stoned with

And everything is under me so I see no opponent

Rock with a couple of brothers and so it smashes

Till I get the caskets, ashes to ashes

[Hook x2]

[Outro – Godemis:]

Strange Music

Deevil

[?]

Alright? Ring!

Oh yeah, align your chakras

I’m headed to the slaughter, headed to the slaughter

Later

Galaxy lyrics - CES Cru

[Verse 1 -Ubiquitous and Godemis:]

Hop in and take a cruise, drop what I am anchored to

They're jockin' my major moves when I rock cause I paid my dues

Trapped in the game for life, no lockin' the gate I'm screwed

I'm tense when I walk the yard, I'm watchin' my plate of food

Lost in the shade of blue, constantly chasin' green

Blackin' out when I rap, red is spread on ya face and jeans

Pull out the purple haze, roll up a lady J

Take it straight to the face and blow til it's Macy Gray

Movin' it right away, move with the right of way

The world could end tomorrow, it's true if you die today

The world's a stage, I'm wonderin' who am I in a play

Slip in the negative stress and the human mind'll decay

Soon I roll up a J, promise I'll never pray

Swervin' out of my lane like "Ooh, Am I in the way?"

Walkin' up in the sky, I'm movin' to higher stakes

Now feel the wind blow when I move and the wire shakes

Livin' the dream but I'm lucid and wide awake

You can try and escape but I'm used to these dire straights

Fuck is up, these rival crews act stupid and violate

They write the hate, it go to good use at my fireplace

The flow's Dylan, no use of fire escapes

A whole Krylon and spray a bomb on a freight

Train, we aimin' at 'em I'm in, I'm in a new position

With a slave on either side of me, is this our crucifixion

You heard it and now you have to see it

Burn it after you read it

The percapita meanest rap, we just happen to breed it

And when the fans see us, they say it's fancy to meet us

We were just smokin' under the bridge, Anthony Kiedis

Rhea and Stephanie had a fight with cancer and beat it

That's a dance with a demon, that's a chance and a reason

Point us to where the weed is, We don't follow a leader

I paint a picture, pourin' up I might swallow a liter

We can't be bothered with the motives of a bottom-feeder

My full page led us one in a million [?]

Yes, we chillin' on the beach, sippin the Sangria

Got me feelin' the breeze, driftin' like Pangea

Crossin' the continent, I ain't no movie star

More like Lewis and Clark, I'm just doin' my part

Look it, we bout to shine, they can stoop in the dark

We plan to innovate, stayin' true to the art

The Wu-Tang showed me what I can do with the darts

My crew hangs in the dantliest water with sharks

We got the spot carved, I hear a lot of remarks

Take a shot to the heart, we never stop what we start

No reply when I spark, It's not up for discussion

Zip it and listen you can hear that we both are for bustin'

Kinda like Travis Barker bangin' shit out on percussion

We bout to toss it back and forth, acapella for nothin

Bro you can tell em we're comin', I don't know when we're leavin'

I told my people what would happen and no one believed it

They swear they wanna be it, get a map and then read it

But if they ever come around being dangerous beat it

Gettin' wavy I'm leanin', Catch a fate when I feel it

There's no way to conceal it, look on my face'll reveal it

They don't know what the deal is, I don't know why they trip

Afraid of heights you might not wanna be as high as this

Take a look at the ground, shit'll give you the spins

Y'all out of ammo but know when we finna get it in

Yeah a sin is a sin, it ain't hard to remember

I'm straight if ain't nobody trippin' when I'm on a bender

Pimpin' I said it right at center, I'm on a life adventure

I like ya temper, I invite the fight to my contenders

Cold like December, the flow is cold like ice of winter

The winner in show, Dave is known as the great inventor

Reppin' the city, it's funny you fuckin' with us

Assumin' you found a army, you plan on comin' to get us

Gettin' rid of 'em all, line 'em against the wall

Even while sippin' liquor I'm quicker when on the draw

Y'all, I'm tidal wavy like I run through funds

And seein' double but what's funny is I lug two guns

Practice the art of war of Sun Tzu, Duck

Y'all ain't smokin' on that ces unless it come through us

Checka one two one, I pierce an arrow through yo shogun's lungs

Ya squad is finished, we should call y'all done

Jacob's ladder, no rungs

We gettin' higher settin' fire to press kits

One thousand miles and runnin' motorin' with this Ces shit

Keep in focus, we in the mode again, back at the podium

Throw up ya mothafuckin' hands

Like when you hear the clack of a loaded gun

Anything on the ground is that bet we, we're better than y'all

And I'm gettin' money while chewin' he's at ease

Medicine ball, set us in motion, let it spin

Fans screamin' at us, "Yo let us in"

But then again, talkin' all that mess

Is what get 'em jettisoned

Vanquishin' any veteran, ain't no settlin'

Sucka we been in the clan, bustin' forever now let 'em tier