Ces Cru - Peter Parker lyrics

What up? What up? What up? What up?
What up? It's-

What up? It's been a while
Feels like we're losing touch
Cause you don't ever write me
Too busy doin' 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 limit's
Only to break my limit's
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

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

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

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
Don't 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
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