Witness lyrics - Ces Cru

[Intro: Godemis]
Ces Cru
13
Get it

[Hook: Godemis]
Nobody really gives a shit if I'm in this
The proof is in the pudding, fuck it God is my witness
With that said, you ain't gotta get with this
Go ahead play your part, sit and swallow with dick bitch
These silly suckers rappin' need to be lip-less
Their center steady cryin' in the bottomless pit with
The D double E V I L, fo' sho'
Spark a flame to the place, and we out. Latch the do'

[Verse 1: Godemis]
I'm so ill, roadkill on the asphalt
I blast off, it's an offa' [?] package of bath salt
My nat [?] caught fire, yeah I'm rappin' my ass off
I'm Bruce Wayne, only when I shit wit' the mask off
The gas cost pennies, there's plenty to go around
Get revenge with the pen, my P-N-C? blow a pound
Buck em down Rogers, my demons do need handlers
They look the part but they're much sicker like Pee Lander
Broads scamper when I enter the room
Enter the sandman, the Devil was too in tune
So I changed frequencies and the diggity's get nothin'
Super-size me, when I eat emcees I'mma glutton
Push buttons like a secretary with plush pins
All the hatred you feel is necessary is nothin'
Fuck friends, I ain't compatible with a lot of ya'll
Me, myself and I, don't sweat it. No, never, not at all

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Godemis]
What does it take to make everyone buy the jam?
Do I do another bump and then tell you how I am?
I do need the priests or servants to tell me that I be damned
I could buck em all down and reload with the slight of hand
Right I can. Not coach ya'll outta the minor leagues
Everybody's burnin' up tryin' to huddle in my degrees
I'mma need, three feet and a couple of fresh vixens
Two shots of jager, some silence and less bitchin'
Mo' henchmen, the army's morale is high
Band of brothers trained to shoot on whatever's caught in the eye
I rely on spewin' the gimmick isn't the fit
All they wanna hear is bars about bitches and movin' bricks
This is it. Moon walkin' on maggots
You'll never be fly
Smoke em if you got em, shit even if it's a re-fry
Be my, guest then I guess I gotta get gully
Lookin' down from headed scenery's bout to get pretty ugly

[Hook]

Breathe lyrics - Ces Cru

[Verse 1: Ubi]
The pillow is under my head, but I'm dying to get a breath
Lyin' up in a bed, cryin' to get her wet
My mind in a wreck
I said I'd get a little son and I didn't
And I don't know why I ain't did it yet
I hit her on the chat, wireless internet
She never hit me back, I try again on text
I don't even know why I'm buyin' into this mess
She usually reply in five minutes or less
Now the line gone dead, everyone of my guys all said
That I shoulda kept my mind on bread
Now my eyes' all red, puffed up
It's my fault, whenever I have a brush with love
I fall in, I was in it for a penny
A penny turned a pound
Now my Betty has turned heavy
So let me turn her down,
I never turn her down
She never heard about
What I did, now now
My breath's runnin' out

[Hook: Ubi (x2)]
Now I can't breathe, let it breathe boo
Maybe you and I are two different kind of people
I don't want to keep you, I can see you were never mine to keep
So I have to release you, and now I can't breathe

[Verse 2: Ubi]
She gon' make me wait, She gon' make me sit around
She gon' make me date, but I'm hungry for her
Emaciated, famished, her touch, and the way she tasted
Damn this, tryin' to be a man and handle it
Put in my right and channel it
The killer verse, at the end of the verse
There's still a burn, couldn't nothin' never replace her
When will I ever learn my concern
Boil it all down to one word, just her
When I think about it, it just hurts
What's worse, everybody's dyin' to fuck her
I stand in the line like I am a number
What is it two or three, A beauty I'mma beast
Like what did you do to me
You push and put it down
I'm pushin' for you and me
Now when I look around
I'm lookin' at you to breathe

[Hook x2]

[Bridge: Ubi]
Now that we're getting so close
Why would you go this way?
You said you never would go
I'll never be the same
So now we're beggin' you no
Babe please don't go this way
Now that you're letting me go
I'll never breathe the same

[Verse 3: Ubi]
I started out with one, I'm left with none
Now I'm stressed out waitin' for my breathe to come
In the next town, center stage, layin' the Ces down
Tryin' not to feel the weight weighin' my chest down
Cuz everything became a mess
With the love gone and nothin' but pain is left
Reach my hand out but I touch the air
Clutch to hold on but there's nothing there
Peep the game out It's all just and fair
I beat my brain's out for the lust affair
And now I don't even fuckin' care
Cuz chillin' with this is too much to bare
Somebody numb me up, give me the gas
Shoots and pills, anything that'll make the pain stop
On the real, what I want now is to not to feel chills
Scott you that you got me still
I'm on lock until

[Hook x2]
(And now I can't breathe) [x2]
[Bridge fade out]

EP: "13" (2012)




Tempus Fugit lyrics - Ces Cru

[Verse 1: Ubiquitous]
I see the lights dimming and dial spinning, the clockbells chime
Now the hour is 13, we can not tell time
Time told me "Don't take long," I told time to wait
Time said "Never for no man", and "There's no time to waste"
Now I'm on the clock grinding, what, you thought I stopped shining?
While you fall off and evaporate like waterdrops drying
Stop lying, your pop's crying, the tiny violins
I told you once, if I told your ass, time and time again
The time to win is now, even if the pendulum snaps
And a can spinning around, I started so I will finish, proud
Clock's ticking, trippin', I'm locking at my watch different
Lost minutes missing, drifting in and out of consiousnesses, this is

[Verse 2: Godemis]
Y'all hear the tick-tock, the seconds are shaved off
I reckon they hate us for stepping our game up
The message is keep enemies close, cut the grass low
Tip a cup of swill, I feel like such a asshole
But the scene seems so jaded, my team finally made it
We just graduated in a class fascinated
My cap and gown glow, gamma rays hit
The paper, we buck 'em down slow, Strange fans keep the yapers
I write on the level, not quite like the devil
We rock, rollin' stone and y'all just some pebbles
I travel slow and step into the next stage
Cause he who hurries keeps one foot in the grave

Peter Parker lyrics - Ces Cru

[Intro: Ubiquitous]
What up?
What up? What up? What up?
What up? It's-

[Verse 1: Ubiquitous]
What up? It's been a while, feels like we're losing touch
Cause you don't ever write me, too busy doing stuff
We used to be the tightest, thick as a band of thieves
I watch my life evolve away for you to answer me
See, I'm in isolation, I been alone a minute
I thought I'd try it out, now I'm just going with it
A gift to go to prison, I'm told to know my limits
Only to break my limits, escape before they break me
The clock is staring at me, pressure is breathing on me
They made me general, I'm expected to feed the army
That's why I'm drinking light, say "Goodnight", leave the party
Cause we don't need a Farley, rather you Peter Park me
With great responsibility there comes a greater weight
Deeper than shaking ass, heavy as 808s
Digging my tunnel out, this is the great escape
Paving the way for Ces and the rest of my label mates

[Verse 2: Godemis]
Well look at me I never, really got my shit together
I'm teetering, believing I'm about to pull the ledger
Prescription for the pressure, medicine on the dresser
Jumping from the turnbuckle, I'm going out like The Wrestler
Yes, sir, the tide is turning, sure as the world is burning
I take a shot of tequila and that's to put the worm in
The city's full of vermin, like when I quarantine it
Blow up the world to survive and then start a war on Venus
Where the hell am I going? I know nobody's knowing
I chuck a deuce and fly which ever way the wind is blowing
I don't worship the devil, she don't worship me either
But we got something in common: the fact we're non-believers
The poetry is potent, the paint is on the pallet
The pain flew out the pen and, the blood is on the mallet
The landscape is callous, fucker, we're in it, believe it
Unless you can tell me a better way to spit it

[Verse 3: Ubiquitous]
Coming to get at you, got it coming
Now get to running, you suckers ain't spitting nothing
Go 'head and kick the bucket, go get a sick and duck it
Well, do they bring the ruckus? Nah, this shit's sluggish
And we don't fit the rubbish, so nothing was fit to publish
Cousin, we getting money, some of you wish I wasn't
But we don't give a fuck if you hate it or if you love it
Don't be a dick, I made it, we've been officiated
Yo, why these chickens acting like they're so sophisticated?
You know we love the ladies, oh, that ain't nothing, baby
When I get loose with my tongue and get fucking crazy
I wonder why do they underrate us?
If you don't like to gamble then why would you come to Vegas?
I'm right in your fucking faces

[Verse 4: Godemis]
I know they're hating on us, but I don't know the reason
Nobody gave a crawling fuck before we started eating
I'm well aware that talking shit is just a part of preaching
I paint a picture on the vellum while the pipes are leaking
Somebody call the plumber, my phone is out of service
Inside it don't affect me, on the surface I'm nervous
Now what we're on the team, I'm in a stranger place
They say "Just keep it Ces", and please I'll paint your face
Then I reply "I got it," I don't need you to leave me
You Belladonna, hold me, I'm saying "Suck it easy"
You do enough to please me, thanks to the hatred I'll be
Writing a lightning and like it or not, well, Abu Dhabi

Klick Clack Bang lyrics - Ces Cru

[Verse 1: Godemis]
Look at the way they're hating on us
Like we got a deal already, steady as we go
I could have been the one to tell 'em that we didn't
But it's hit and go, yeah get a dose
Ces in the building, better be gone 'fore we blow the roof off of this M.F'er
I don't wanna get sidetracked, in a Maybach, blowing dope wit' dem heffers
I'm a handful, so is Ubi so it's like your fucking with a pair of double D's
I've been screaming out the shit I mean about
And all I got to say is "Motherfuck emcees"
Hit 'em and buckle knees
Get 'em in line, I'm about to go spam on em' and I'm on a roll
Could it have been the reason why you acting like a bitch?
Pussy popping on a pole
What am I doing here? Why do I do's it? I could say it's all about the music
But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't trying to stack a couple of racks
And that's amusement to 'em
Look at the way we do 'em, killer city cannibal with Cannonball
Get you open like a can opener, the Kan-Kan-Kansas City shuffle y'all

[Verse 2: Ubiquitous]
I ain't been around the block a lot, I'm not the sharpest pencil in the box
Still I'm knowin' enough to get the shit to pop
Yeah I'm blowing up and up, lifting off
Why you lippin' off? Watch it dude
Do you know, who in the fuck you talking to?
Ces clipping up and ready to lock on you
It's not a lot to say, a lot to do
Opportunity knocked and I'm knocking you
Out the way you're way out of pocket dude
And I don't give a fuck if you're sick as fuck
If you spit at us, I'll clip your nuts
If your upper lip so much as ripple up
If you're soft I can help you stiffen up
What you talking 'bout, ain't shit to us
Yeah I'm talking down to you, listen up, punk

[Hook: Ces Cru (x2)]
Is it true that ain't shit changed? Listen to the way it bang
Introducing you to what is new and everybody will agree it's Strange
Hit 'em with a klick clack bang, talking gotta get back, man
We don't wanna gotta go to war, never more, let me do my goddamn thang

[Verse 3: Godemis]
What am I an oddity? I ought to be
We the two to take it to another level
I'm in another lane, on some other plane
People say I probably parlay with the Devil
Parlay with myself, makes a lot of sense
Make some motherfucker gotta hop the fence
I show up in all black, at the party bloody hands like I just forgot to rinse
Magnetism I attract the opposites
Back in the day I used to want to chop a bitch
Now I'm keeping it clean the crib's pristine
Like I hired George Papadopoulos
Lock your lips, y'all been in a coma on us honestly
I know the weather better pack a number-brella fella y'all are hella cray
Look up, the snake and bat are travelin' that-away, have a good day

[Verse 4: Ubiquitous]
I can see it in the way you running around
Running your mouth, talking all the time
Laying me down inside a coffin, all for why?
Mad at us for catapulting off the N9ne!
Why you broken up and crying?
Wipe away your tears, open up your eyes
Why you leaning all up in my lights?
Scheming on my plates, soaking up the shine?
Look at the size of this table, it's giant room enough for both of us to dine
Hanger Steak with a side of asparagus, a glass of Copolofer wine
Sober up before you try and roll with us, you must be Robitussin high
Thinking you know what's up with us, but know that I am focused on my grind
Blowing up, goodbye!

[Hook (x2)]

[Verse 5: Godemis & Ubiquitous]
Who am I? The heavy handed healer, here we go
I keep a couple in the clip for y'all
We can get it popping, that's the only option
Guess I'm shooting from the fucking hip at y'all
Cut you open, hoping somebody gotta Sham-wow, blood about to hit the wall
I can see it coming cousin like I'm staring back at you
From inside a crystal ball

This is all for you
But do you remember when you fronted on us when we did the interview?
What? You forget to do your job?
You were pawning me, now I'm pimping you
You were on to me, now I'm into you
And it ought to be peaceful, but when you choose
Hanging dirty laundry over dinner, ooh
Honestly it's inde-indefensable

Head of the class, fucking up the principle
Got 'em ingesting hella deadly chemicals
I'm gonna go as far as saying we ain't playing
And we got 'em by the fucking genitals

I'm gonna hit 'em with the binding resolution
Getting biblical with every clip I pull
Take a seat with y'all, have a sip with you
I've been eating y'all, now I'm getting full

Shitting better, get the stool softener
Look at 'em, 'bout to break the blade off in her
I don't remember anything after getting swill and high
Swear to God, occifer

Often heard (heard!) The Ces seldom seen
By the studio time that I sell a dream
Tell 'em leave before the game get into you
Hell of a fee to pay, my soul is sinner proof
It's your move

Colosseum lyrics - Ces Cru

[Verse 1: Ubiquitous]
Dipping into a pool that's full of fools with nothing to say
Stepping inside the booth, these dudes praying for luck on the page
Flipping their flows, you know the only go a couple of ways
Pulling in droves of hoes, fancy clothes, hustling yay
Lyrical dynamite, cypher raw, busting a flame
Sicker than all of y'all, my crew coming, we're crushing the game
Gettin dividends and diamond mines up in the chain
Strugglin all my life I had to fight, grew up in the pain
Shippin the fame at and hype

Over night, blew up in the game
Pushing my pen inside your vestibule to rupture your brain
Running up in your shit for what ever the structure contain
Doctor Hannibal Lecter, the cops stuck with distain
A speech of mine would make Clarice come and unbuckle the chains

Buffalo Bill, y'alls dick and balls tucked in your legs
These chickens sit upon the side line, clucking for eggs
I'm ready to make an omelette, I'm looking for something to break

[Hook: Ubiquitous]
We coming the pace and face to the left
If you came for the Ces, why you savin your breath
One step to the right, lit it up in the lights
Get wild for the night
Err'body in the back, where you in? Where you at?
More middle of the map
Bring it back to the front
When I snap on a 1
Let me see your ass all jump, jump, jump!

Trapped in the Colosseum
A sea of em all I see is
Prey for the predator
Dieing for what they call ideas

Go for your gun and it's done
Nobody ever lived that come at this one
Go for your gun and it's done
Nobody ever lived that come at this one

[Verse 2: Godemis]
Spilling my blood while paintin' a pic
Stick in the mud, some say what we make is the shit
And whether or not I believe y'all the tiniest bit
I know when to go, Tech told me to stick to the script
Doin' a pile of blow til' I feel the Deevil inside
Runnin around the crib nakey, I got nothin' to hide
Tippin' the scale in our favor, tryna savor the buzz
Comin' up in the game, killin' with a plethora of cuts
And you can bet I give the credit to the blunts and the drugs
All of that said, you can still find me up in the club
And I'm an animal, nobody wants a beast in the camp
Revving this engine, pedal to the medal, reachin' the ramp
Put 'em in ICU, when I see you be sure to salute
I'm Ready to Die, don't ask me why, nigga, just Gimme the Loot
Tell 'em I got it, Godemis gotta be fadin' to black
Stumblin' out the Mini, throwin' up the snake and the bat
Now bring it back

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Ces Cru]
Get 'em in line, blindfolded, backs flat to the wall
Keep in their mind "Im the death dealer bustin' at y'all"

The way they been talkin sound as soft as somethin' stuffed in they bra
Your fuckin' opinion matter as much as what I flushed at the mall

Who in the fuck are y'all callin' suckers, puckerin' up
Lookin' to blow it all, well I'm packin' somethin' to suck

We in the arena now, we leave it all out on the field
Countin' the minutes til' its 13 with an hour to kill

Gimme the powder with pills, sippin a bottle, I'm swill
Nobody believed it includin' me, but we do got a deal

How does it feel, I'm feelin the winter chill, tip of the ice
They givin' me cold stares and they so flaky they drift in the skies

The holiest matrimony, holy's chuckin' handful of rice
Makin' a pact you'll probably regret for the rest of your life

I'm steppin inside the ring and dancin', hangin' all on the ropes
The media's screamin' at me, snappin' pics and callin' for quotes

[Hook]

One Bomb State lyrics - Ces Cru (feat. Info Gates)

[Verse 1: Godemis]
I Can't Kill Em Enough, My Camp Can't Call It
Spike the Punch, Counselor Alcoholic
Brain Like an Abyss, Blow that Cancer
Get Locked for Killing a Can Can Dancer
Can't stop the villian, I'm feeling myself now
Running a couple of times, I'm feeling myself out
Fuck, better you bet now, bet on your boy
I'm an idea not a thing, I cannot be destroyed
When they come, gon' get it, getting rid of them all
Cutting life's cables kid, better get on the ball
But I hit them all and they just targets
Anybody claiming they fly ain't ever really on a starship
Killer City sent them it's so sad it seems
I'm in between the sheets with a bag of dreams
And the option is I could bust an (AF[?]) it seem
That I'm ready for the feddy and the half of Nin, c'mon

[Hook]
We comin all black and red, we red all day
Fall back and say shit you shouldn't say
With a Oh-Ay-Oh, Run and fly away
Oh-Ay-Oh, One Bomb State
In the Tall grassy plain, your gun fly red
Fall back and pray, they would not say
With a Oh-Ay-Oh, Run and fly away
Oh-Ay-Oh, One Bomb State

[Verse 2: Info Gates]
Can't get Phat here, go figure you fatso
These cattles you can't lasso
KC-MO the (saint[?]) Lupe Fiasco
So watch your spit talk, Tobasco
Can't boss in a cipher without a passcode
Prolly can't spit bars without lying about your cash flow
Catch goosebumps off of my last ho
Bada bing boom Anthony Soprano
Smoke both hands on a piano
Brain lock, with brain matter on the back handle, Mickey Mantle
What you think my city's on the 1st 48 for
Can't leave here without your face sore
Can't tell me I don't know something I do know
I can't not do something that I said I'm gonna do so
Now I'm looking for that ass up in Chuco
Cuz I won't give a joke until you go

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Ubiquitous]
They can't hold my style, they can't see me
Too hot for them, my show banned from TV
They can't read me, L-Way running a play, running a route, take one of them out
The Champeezee, Done without the (Dairy[?])
Son I'm about to stampede them
Big throat what I'm about, can't reason
Around at the (Eve's[?]), Lest we can count it
It's not real
I'm stuck in a box still
Tryin to be big as the Biggie and Pac deal
The Killer City Commitee, we can't pity ya
Rather you clap for me than give me Chlamydia
FLipping the beef and Triple E out in Libya
The jam shaking the stands, hot (Sedidiya[?])
You can't can or stamp us, I know folks on the low
Kansas folks can't stand us

[Hook]

Livin' Life lyrics Ces Cru

[Hook: Ces Cru]
Down, down, d-down, d-d-down (what)
Down, down, d-down, d-d-down (what)
When I, touch ground the countdown's up (lookin')
Down, down, d-down, d-d-down (WHAT!)

Down, down, d-down, d-d-down (what)
Down, down, d-down, d-d-down (what)
Y'all done fuck around and found (found) us
Down, down, d-down, d-d-down (WHAT!)

[Verse 1: Godemis]
They don't notice me coming
I don't notice 'em leaving
All I know is the haters be hatin' for no good reason
We in to the medic, and they dyin' to stop the bleedin'
I'm tryin' to steal this shirt
Oh what hole do I stick the key in
Meanin' we outta here
Goin' supersonic for certain
Power is at a clinic
The shooters a iron curtain
Every enemy lurkin' is on alert and emergen-
-cy And we need to be out as soon as we get the curren-
-cy I see I'mma need to be quicker than what you thought I'd-
-Be I be on the brig
Either that or the bridge
Keep a phaser around with a couple hours on the grid
Doin' the intergalactics, meanin' we do it big
And we slid, out of the median to a TIV
Took a ten year sleep in suspended animation and threw a fit
The pilot was wearin' bluest wig, tryin' to overthrow the ship
And my PNC blew his wig...
...And I swear to god that he did-lookin'

[Chorus: Ces Cru]

[Verse 2: Ubiquitous]
Life without a moment's peace
Just wishin' that I could go home
Zone out, lay alone and sleep (sleep)
I smoke a little weed, and drink, to own is each
I write the poetry so we could hit Corona Beach and get international
We can go and see the Mona Lis', Hit the Eiffel and pay the photo fees
Get on a boat to Bailey, soak in the bay breeze, I know what they see
They say, I'm going crazy cause I talk about the future
Like I gaze into Merlin's ball
I ain't certain, just determined is all
When I stand in the spot the Berlin Wall stood
And send a twit pick with my clique and it's all good
Accustomed to customs, a currently, a freq-uent customer at exchange of currency
Get up on a plane and make a next-day emergency
Roll up on the scene and make your neck rain the burgundy
Soon as I heard the beat, I saw a murder scene
It's goin'...

[Hook: Ces Cru]

[Verse 3: Godemis]
I double down on dimebags and dimepieces
I don't mind if y'all dined at my feast
It's a pow-wow, no Paul Wall, my partner
Part y'all with the flick of his wrist like Darth Maul
Y'all all suck balls, I all in wit frenemies like
Y'all, what do you call enemies?
I'm raw wit my lip on the last straw, my stack
Been blown, just as quick as the last call

[Verse 4: Ubiquitous]
It go, one for the money, the money won't change me
I make, make money, money go daily and if they don't pay me
Baby, oh baby, ain't bout to go Abu-Dhabi, I go crazy
I know I go HAM and swiss cheese my man ain't no mystery
Y'all go peanut butter and jam
We discovered the land, I'm breakin' this open ground
And takin' over the town, I'm sayin', this shit about to go...

[Hook: Ces Cru]

Time Is Now lyrics - Ces Cru

[Hook: Godemis]
I don't really care who's 'bout to blow
I don't even know what's going down
I'm just getting ready for the show
Can't wait till we can leave this town
Pack our bags, rep that crown, pack that venue and blow that down
Get back home with a couple of racks, put the lock on the latch and blow fat pounds
Y'all stand up so we hold ya down, y'all scream loud and I love that sound
Shit looks weird from up here now that we're finally outta that background
Hands go up and the love goes round [x4]

[Verse 1: Godemis]
Now...
Deadly as I'll ever be, ready yeah I better be
Call up my connect and tell my manager don't schedule me
I'm out this bitch quick wit a lit cigarette and a backpack full of white Ts
Taking a bunk on a bus and I don't give a what just going with the breeze
Taking it back in the day, making a way
Taking a chance, taking a dare, make an advance, what do you know, make some fans
I can remember December the venue was packed and we sat in the back with the mixed drink
Wit no mic check, and a fucked? slot, with the both of us thinking the shit stinks
Either way we tore the place down, murdering it like this ain't they town?
Either we get back home and the people we touched so much decided to stay down
Realise it ain't no 8 mile, this whole shit here's taking the cake now
We put in the work and all I can hope is that we made the 816 proud
Looking down from here the shit's wild, I gotta plug my ears cause shit's loud
We got a long way to go wit a little bit of dro and a lot a bit of dough and a paypal, now

[Hook: Ubiquitous]
I don't really care who's 'bout to blow
I don't know what's going down
I'm just getting ready for the show
Can't wait 'til we leave this town
Pack our bags, rep that crown, pack that venue, blow that down
Get back home with a couple of racks put the lock on the latch and blow fat pounds
Y'all stand up so we hold ya down, y'all scream loud and we love that sound
Shit look weird from up here now that we're finally outta that background
Hands go up and the love go round [x4]

[Verse 2: Ubiquitous]
Now understand I stood upon the smaller stage and miss the audience and friends
Who would never take me serious I never thought that this could end
I was lost in innocence and not as popular as them
But now I'm a prophet wit the pen, I'm pulling a profit wit the pen
They pull and they pop it, in the street where the bodies and bullets drop 'em
Doing my laundry, was a shock when the lobby was full of cops
But who could believe it? When I dream I acheive it
Why should I stop? I never will peak and take the sit? in one spot, push for the top
And I has to play it small and act as if I was unsure
So all the people I had around wouldn't have to feel insecure
Now I live the dream my confidence has burst from every seam
So when we meet in person now you feel uncertain, is it me?
They treated me like dirt cheap, discouraged me to speak
And now they lined up with they hands out, who's first to get a piece?
What I need is what I'm worth believe, we don't work for free
We got a thirst for green I, search and I see, its 13

[Hook: Ubi & Godemis]
I don't really care who's 'bout to blow
I don't even know what's going down
I'm just getting ready for the show
Can't wait 'til we can leave this town
Pack our bags, rep that crown, pack that venue, blow that down
Get back home with a couple a racks put the lock on the latch and blow flat pounds
Y'all stand up so we hold y'all down
Y'all scream loud and we love that sound
Shit look weird from up here now that we're finally outta that background
Hands go up and the love go round
Hands go up and the love go round
Hands go up and the love goes round
Hand go up and the love goes round