Ces Cru, Wrekonize - Blindfold lyrics
[Ces Cru, Wrekonize - Blindfold lyrics]
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)
Blindfold 'em and (line 'em up in a row)
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-IG 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
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)
Blindfold 'em and (line 'em up in a row)
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)
Blindfold 'em and (line 'em up in a row)
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 hey 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 it's 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, I'ma 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 and so I exercise my self-control
But which one of y’all helped me though?
Blindfold ‘em
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 profit 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
If you gotta get a weapon and get to steppin'
I'm wreckin' every second that I'm
Checkin' the frickin' record
It's Wrek and I been kickin' it incessantly
Jin in Tekken, my twenty-second beckoned
For the deepest of women, get 'em!
If you gotta get a Cru, get a Ces one
You make a motherfuckin' move
For the next run
Checks come only 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 your head spun
You need a place to pray or
A better god to hate shit
I probably can erect one
I been rockin' with the Ces
Since the prophets of
Tibet gotta leg up on the next sun
Every time the brothers speak
You just know it's gettin' deep when you
Wake up with the dead ones
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)
Blindfold 'em and (line 'em up in a row)
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)
Blindfold 'em and (line 'em up in a row)
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
Now look at what you're facin'
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
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)
Blindfold 'em and (line 'em up in a row)
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-IG 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
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)
Blindfold 'em and (line 'em up in a row)
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)
Blindfold 'em and (line 'em up in a row)
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 hey 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 it's 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, I'ma 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 and so I exercise my self-control
But which one of y’all helped me though?
Blindfold ‘em
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 profit 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
If you gotta get a weapon and get to steppin'
I'm wreckin' every second that I'm
Checkin' the frickin' record
It's Wrek and I been kickin' it incessantly
Jin in Tekken, my twenty-second beckoned
For the deepest of women, get 'em!
If you gotta get a Cru, get a Ces one
You make a motherfuckin' move
For the next run
Checks come only 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 your head spun
You need a place to pray or
A better god to hate shit
I probably can erect one
I been rockin' with the Ces
Since the prophets of
Tibet gotta leg up on the next sun
Every time the brothers speak
You just know it's gettin' deep when you
Wake up with the dead ones
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)
Blindfold 'em and (line 'em up in a row)
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)
Blindfold 'em and (line 'em up in a row)
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
Now look at what you're facin'
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