Ces Cru - Colosseum - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

Colosseum

Ces Cru

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Rap,Strange Music

Tekst piosenki
[Verse 1: Ubiquitous] Dippin' into a pool that's full of fools with nothing to say Steppin' inside the booth, these dudes praying for luck on the page Flippin' their flows, you know the only go a couple of ways Pullin' 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 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 one 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 Dying 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 MIDI, 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 Keepin' in mind "I'm 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 flakey 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]
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