It's Over lyrics - Ces Cru (feat. Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko)

[Intro: Krizz Kaliko]

Damn, I forgot to do something..

Oh yeah, it ain't over, motherfuckers

[Verse 1: Godemis]

Could it be they don't really know me?

I don't care, fuck you blow me

I'mma get it right for the showing

Can't nobody call me

Out I'm a vet round here, y'all stuck in the middle like money

Cut with a roney, up to my neck in a pow full of vixens sucking up on me

Fuckin' her face like I love that bitch, but I won't ever let one control me

Fuck with it brobey

Look, I'mma luncheon

Ridin' on the back of a one-trick-pony

Back in the function

Lighting the stage on fire, now look at me like a phony

Hooked I'm an only

Child and I give two shits if a bitch wanna round up on me

You can lick my asshole but do not pass go gotta pay me what you owe me

Wait for the warning I'm alarming 'em all

You finna get mauled outside of the mini-mall

And admit it we are all literally raw

Yall Mitch Bade with a thong and a bra

Better call the law

The snake and the bat in the building swilding I'm stacking a million

Crackin a couple of cases smokin a freshy facin the fuckin' ceilin, chillin

[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]

It ain't over 'till it's over

It ain't over 'till it's over

It ain't over 'till it's over

Okay, this shit's over!

[Verse 2: Ubiquitous]

I'm about to act in my faith so I rap in the game and the game

Mean we back with the fame like a slap in the face

It's strange how I laugh at the pain get to tappin' your brakes

Need a couple rack in the safe I'm stacking the cake I play for

The bat and the snake neva wanna bomb jack in my rates

I train In the trap, livin' in a maze, no map now I'm runnin like a rat in a race

I happen to know, many men who rap to my soul man you dunno the half of the hole

I chill in the class on my own

I'm Feelin where you at it'll feel like attack of the clones

Can't tell the weird from the wack

Skill from the from flash

Jill from the jack from the joe

I act on my own, after the throne

Come up outa my chair the gat to your dome

Pass me the dro on my left hand side

No captain and coke I'mma let that ride

Wrapped in a robe, Jedi Knight

Better bust on the mic with deadeye sight

I'm back in the zone like I never a left it

Somebody show me which crew better than Ces is

I don't know why they ain't get em' a necklace

Get em' a world tour with a bed and a breakfast

Ah hah

[Verse 3: Krizz Kaliko]

Once again the never ending (Kali)

I was offending rappers over now there bending

The death of hip hop open my mouth avenging

I'm way too clean, all of your styles or dingy

Never see me (No)

Even if you have under a microscope see my mic provokes em'

Twitter full of fans and your by your lonesome

Get her out of her pants and you know she wants some

Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, Gimme

Your style isn't nothing more than a penny

Rap until my lungs is empty

Even tecca nina can't pretend to be me

The wild in me or Goddy defend the UB

This is my duty

To rock and then don't stop then they interview me

? And I ain't a newbie

I'm a painter with anguish

You don't baby don't speak on my language

It's a done dealybob a done dealrosky

Got a deal so you can't approach me

Hot so you never could roast me

So it ain't finish, finito

Until I say so brosky

So I clobber 'em with one with a coming I slobber em' don't bother em, with garbage

This shit's over but I feel like its barely started. (Kali)

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Tech N9ne]

You need... scheisse spray...

Because my shits makin' the flys split so anybody that want it they're gonna die today

When the mic sits upon my lips it come a crisis you better hide away

High pitch you no like this then it's bye bitch don't even try to play

White Mike and it's Donnie, your life's a bitch when it's Tecca Nina with them and then a Spider K

We groovy with a caucasian and three mulies never disrespect us see toolies from Kali, Godi, Me, Ubi, (eh!)

Effortless I'm gonna change your brain

Bring every wicked bit of Strange to mainstream

Now my baby making thangs are hanging

Cause my type of insane we slanging

And You don't wanna wake up in the middle of killers A milli

Gonna rudder you up I feel up a butter my niggas in a willing to buck

With a villain a cutter and you chilling with a pill in your gut

Oh and I wanna rock

Nine mill I got

I'm in this rhyming assault shot when I call bubble

The way I'm living' it ain't nothing subtle

And he just living' in a fucking hovel

[Hook]

mixtape: "The Playground" (2009)

• The Playground lyrics - Ces Cru
• Ion Dat lyrics - Ces Cru
• Guntitled lyrics - Ces Cru (feat. Mac Lethal)
• Thanatos (So Many Daze) lyrics - Ces Cru

The Playground lyrics - Ces Cru

[Intro: Ubiquitous]

I'm the fliest, Philly lighting, filibuster, flow philanthropist

Fill 'em with pheromones while fantasising over cannabis

Calling him Solomon, concubines swallow Klonopins

Follow him down the rabbit hole and hold delights anonymous

My native tongue, dope enough to make your nasal run

The way we come in and kill 'em with butter vocal radiance

Riduculo rhythm original pushing the pinnacle

Pull a centrefold Sally and double digit De Niro-ro

[Verse 1: Godemis]

Pardon my penmanship, my paragraph pin point so

I hog tie'em, poke'em and prod'em and burn the joint slow

Slang so ridiculous I'm speaking in tongues right?

Plus my flesh bubbling when under the sunlight

The, demon is in'em, Dean'll continue to bring'em the venom

In a verse, don't consider it sinning sinner, sayonara

I serenade with sentences simply

While dancing on the beat like fingers tapping on ten keys

[Verse 2: Ubiquitous]

I'm saturated with tomorrow, I make her temple bounce like Achilles

Decapitated Impolo, your days are borrowed, make a model

To manipulate minds like, Che Guevara, this is classic

Like Dean Malenko, Eddie Guerrero, flost feddy apparel

Throw a gloss on the era, rock a mic like Heraldo Rivera

With broken nose I'm approaching those, with broken flows

Just so you know, when I do-ci-do, yall paralyzed like polio ayo

[Verse 3: Godemis]

Yo we know no nose like Godemis knows nose

The window of opportunity closed on my friends and foes

Ya I suppose, looking through but I dosed off, life is a bitch

She was rippin on me snatchin her clothes off

I caught a vision of her inside the stormy weather

It was reminded a thing of beauties a joy forever

Always say never, I’m cuttin ‘em all down

Past the point of no return puffin Diesel and James Brown…

[Verse 4: Ubiquitous]

Every joint I touch n burn, a seal of an 8th sounds

2009 Kids get killed on the playground

While you wait around for weight

I know my way around ya place

No mistakes allowed, galvanizen brake ya power gates

Praise academy, start with letter J and add a D

The U B I, double deep in ya greyest anatomy, I’m sayin

Inhale the 3rd fifth an nineteenth exhale imagination

Now that’s amazin, assassination Jason!

[Verse 5: Godemis]

You want it come n get it we got it for all yall

The U B I we’ll callem out like a foul ball

We doubt yall, Rookies are ready for runnin game

Regular rappers get run-over playin chickens with trains

Blow ya brain, out the back of ya bobble’n head home

Slayer sounds, people burn down the village n head home

There poems, out from rebels from layin em all down

Keep ya hands and ya feet to yourself on the playground

Ion Dat lyrics - Ces Cru

[Verse 1: Ubiquitous]

I give a

Fuck what you've heard about

My Cru's in the streets, through word-of-mouth

My block they shopping the curb for couches

And Poppin the locks off of urban houses WHILE

Y'all rocking them urban outfits

Move till you drop, and they serving ounces

Dressed hella clean, like a firm accountant

So when a cop trip, he don't worry about shit

You don't know us, you can get the business

Tax you for ca$h and conflicted interests

My flow caress, so CES, we coalesce

We're throwing a show, one set, no requests

Claim the Playground, tear the place down

Hold em on the wall and then spit out tank rounds

I pull the tank out the house

Send the ransom to my PayPal account

Drop the dope, fresh, photo op, and pose

With a Roscoe Moe, and an Optimo

Ces-philes is coming, better lock your cribs

$ikenomics.com and cop the (fence[?]) it's hot shit!

Something that you got to get

Lil change in a pocket to profit with

These dudes sell firebag

You sell the brown with big frowns, tell em' why you mad

[Hook]

You don't know where I am @

See that chip stack, they eyeing that

Me with Dean, rely on that

My back, he keeps an Ion Dat

[x2]

An Ion Dat

An Ion Dat

An Ion Dat

An Ion Dat

You don't know where I am @

See that chip stack, they eyeing that

Me with Dean, rely on that

My back, he keeps an Ion Dat

[Verse 2: Godemis]

And I'm Rocking with the best place to weed up

Cop pounds, better dump & Re-Up

KC with the counters on

And I can't kill the pain with a Tylenol

For the chick in the back of the club, who stumblin

And the ones on the wall, all mumblin

No, I don't gotta whip, stop wonderin

It's dope, bank tho coming in, but no limping

All the way, to the bank, rolling

Everybody wanna know, if I'm holding

Not if the whip is stolen

I got a Nike to put the dough in

Co-defendant with a co-dependent

Dependency to release the sentence

Bang on y'all, like "STOP RESISTIN'"

Base chronic and light the incense

I like to mention the flow is Bombay

And any gold digger better go find Kanye

Giddee up, better be running my way

Catch the train, Nina with a bag of Tre-Fo

Stop off, and then catch a case

Better hope that the wheels don't stab your face

Better know when to act your age, retract your rage

Better when they get it nowadays, it's all day

[Hook]

Guntitled lyrics - Ces Cru (feat. Mac Lethal)

[Godemis]

This is my playground

And I don't play around

I bust a grammar Glock and leave em lying face down

Ubi coming right behind me with that trait now

Any n every enemy better black his face out

Put em on, most pessimistic when pushing this

Pen-point accuracy, thundering to get back to the beat

Cause I'm bad to the B-O-N-E

Only prescribing that purple pill

Perpendicular to poison, that most certainly kills

Only realer than the real, with the skill to prevail

How I feel when it ain't all good

I got six for the holier than thou, my pen pal

Really wish ya'll would, would cop for the veteran

And keep on knockin' but we not gon' let em in

The question's rhetorical, give me a s-s-s-s-sentence

[Hook:]

What? Ya'll think we ain't gon' change

You thought we'd stay the same

With a legacy to be lost

Never thoughts will f-f-f-fade away

Ya'll think we ain't gon' change

You thought we'd stay the same

What? Ya'll think we ain't gon' change

Thought we'd always stay the same? [x2]

[Ubiquitous]

They said we couldn't

We didn't get in our wish is granted

1, 2, 3 for the pen

Independent no disadvantage

This is Alanis, my rapping skills a jagged pill, swallow

Following since when Tribe Called Quest was rapping still

Now I'm back with the real

Keep all eyes on deck when I'm on Ces

We go way back like Biotech

My style fresh

When am I gon' get my dues?

I write off stress, imagine this icon upset

Turn the mic on and bless

Preaching power

Worship icons of death

From Anubis to Ra to South-Vietnamese coup d'etat

General D. and the chemical demons induce chaos

Like a suitcase bombing

Achmed and Jihad we been at odds

Set em off, better get em off

Never talk again when the pen is lodged

In your larynx seriously it's so hilarious, ha

Living off me vicariously, it's so American

Arrogant naïve, marinate and wear-in a cape

When Icarus got too close to the sun

The pa-pa-pa-paraffin gave, serenade!

[Hook x2]

[Mac Lethal]

It's the king of the king of the

Wait a minute, no

It's the prince of the city with the fatal sentence flow

Sadomasochistic rhythm, rippin 80 minute show

I'm supernatural, my sacrament

Is scraping from these dreidel spinning hoes

Whoa, I got an axe to grind, I got an axel in my mind

I wind it till I'm binded to the nickels and dimes

I drink until I'm spittin up slime

Till I wrinkle like a pickle and brine

I'm on a waterbed with your girl

30 minutes later, that's a ripple in time

My gun's may stop working but my missiles are fine

Hob-knobin' hot dollar sign budget

Kansas City traded Tony Gonzalez like fuck it

Fuck pushin these cheap tricks

Three things make money out in Kansas City

That's drugs, pussy and Jesus

B's itch and move the fuck over

Get ready for the Mac Lethal movie

Closing-liner rollercoaster motherfucker

[Hook x2]

Thanatos (So Many Daze) lyrics - Ces Cru

[Hook]

So many days we were sittin low

Get busy livin till the day you gettin gone

This could be your dyin day

Thanatos grab you draggin you away

Day break comin to a close

Grim reap comin for your soul

On your death bed where you gunna go? Gooo

So many days we were sittin low

Get busy livin till the day you gettin gone

This could be your dyin day

Thanatos grab you draggin you away

Day break comin to a close

Grim reap comin for your soul

On your death bed where you gunna go? Gooo

[Ubiquitous]

So many days were were sittin low

Schemin how difficult the game is and how to get the dough

Still know that one day this shit will blow

Soon as I can get control of my environment

Get me a grip of shows

Got it, now its all give and go

I'm givin the gift of flow

I use it to fuel the rocket ship and go

We grittin getting so typical locally you stick in joe

Saigon Jay Lupe and hit the road

They got me thinkin yo, (hmmm)

These dudes doin it big and bad

They bounced out just to bring it back, pour

Stuck up in a wicked trap but fuckin with freakin flat

Touchin keyboards doin the click and clack

A lot of times just the sickest ones

Just doin the sickest tracks

Who couldn't get it done

For steady pay

The record hot sun he's spittin that

But he couldn't get his fun

This shit is done, fuck well anyway

[Hook]

So many days we were sittin low

Get busy livin till the day you gettin gone

This could be your dyin day

Thanatos grab you draggin you away

Day break comin to a close

Grim reap comin for your soul

On your death bed where you gunna go? Gooo

[Godemis]

So many days we were stuck in the traffic

Goin half on sacks puffin hustlin raps

Back when it was a-dats and Diddy was poppin Crys

I was rockin Wu-Wear with tracks on floppy disks

Now, we did the roughs on an analog A-track

Laid down beats on Triton

Plenty of raps we written became songs

But them times long gone and whether in-spite of wrong

Life's to short to be livin it in the past

Every moment we that we've taken for granted could be our last

Gettin ass sippin cash soon as it happens its automatically in the past

How long will it last? Nobody knows

So we constantly blowin and getting dough

Better have the gwap ready before we get in the show

Got the game in the arm bar slippin the "figure-four"

Clipper fold getting littled or on 'em we sittin low like

[Hook]

So many days we were sittin low

Get busy livin till the day you gettin gone

This could be your dyin day

Thanatos grab you draggin you away

Day break comin to a close

Grim reap comin for your soul

On your death bed where you gunna go? Gooo

Ces Cru - other songs:

Freedoom lyrics - Ces Cru

[Godemis]

They told me to put my back into it

Well, give me the pen cause I'm back into it

Rap's ruined, guess I'm here to finish the carnage

And whatever's not ash just discard it as garbage

Spitting hard shit, petrified turds

I hate you bumpin' soulja boy, it gets on my nerves

So much to the point I try to ignite him in flame

When I was, inkin' his verse I didn't write out his name

You know them anorexic

Pan the camera, gat 'em an' exit

Poopin' in the future I gotta be on that next shit

Bet this

Son of a monkey's uncle is breathless

Wannabe good rapper well get him a fuckin' necklace

Throwing Last Dragon I'm 'bout to hit 'em with neck kicks

Texas Chainsaw, bitches off of the checklist

Next is

Something for nothing, dinner for breakfast

A Rosary, a Bible, two idiots and a death kiss

Go!

[Hook]

I know you're comin' to kill me, I feel ya

I ain't even waitin' to see

I know you talk bullshit in a whisper

The funny thing about is you don't come an' say it to me

I always say never flip a coin, kill an angel, and dip bro

Yeah I'm comin' to get it and I know where to get more

They'll be rushin' the castle, comin' killin' the king soon

And nobody can stop em'

Cause it's all about freedoom

[JL]

Uh, yo we'll be down, if you wanna die

Hunt a guy down, lay him down, no lullaby

Hello I, come in a yellow tie

For the head of my adversary like a mellow guy

Recently [?] melancholy

Mad at somebody matchin' my hand

Scratch it against the pack

Sorry I'm trashin' the party, (don't) give a fuck

Hardly ever I'm hard as ever my heart is darker

My flow is heavy, ya havin' help from no Peter Parker

Or Clark Kent we aren't in a fuckin' film

Retarded, my arsenal's somthin' grim

Not fuckin' Slim you ain't seen it, I'm chuckin' them

And in a minute I'm finna finish it

Yank on the prevalent

To withdraw or get mauled

To piss off and get lost

To resolve at the neck, body get tossed

In a pit where the fish are

Bizzare fo' sho'

[?]

[Hook]

[UBI]

I'll see you soon homie, they phony I feel it deep

They pilot trickin' and nothin' they say is real it seems

Conspiricy theory y'all ain't hear me it's clear to me

This phony feelin' I feel it it's slowly building, I bust!

A killer must do what he must do and he murk with ease

So if I leave a murder secne I murder mercifully

Givin' UBI the third degree takin' oaths

I have taken oath and quiet is what I prefer to be

I am not a bird of prey

Why the fuck would you act like you'd ever heard of me

Or interrupt a word I say

You humiliate yourself

I can feel you face

Gettin' hot from over here

Your makin' real mistakes

I see your plans crumble

Be a man, grow up

Leavin' Neverland could make a Peter Pan humble

You play a lot boy

Maybe you a lost boy

Little baby bok choy

Killer? Maybe not boy

Go!

[Hook]