Ces Cru - Sound Bite lyrics

Ces, yeah, yeah

Paint my face now you're
Hearin' a clown right? The flow's Tyson
Livin' fear in the sound bite
What the fuck y'all want
With a nigga with no marbles
Put hearts in a jar then
Swallow the whole jarful
Blind marksman in a ghillie suit, let off
With a grunt, while I'm murderin' mini troops
They're miniature, many troops in
Need of a medic, they better wrap gauze
I'm a heretic and never pray to a rap god
I fling blood on a door
Whisper prayers in reverse
Cast curse sling blood on a whore
Slap the fuck out the Deacon
He's reachin' for that book
Set the pages to flames, your lord is a lame
Look
I'ma invert the crucifix, feast on a virgin
Work the word in, use ribs for toothpicks
My Strange family crew's loose knit
The radio don't even give us no play
And we don't give two shit's
Jason Deevil, define his rhyming illegal
While he's takin' warning shots out the
Eye of an iron eagle
Wavy, I battle goons, you mad at whom
You outta tune but, I ain't worried
They versed me inside a padded room

My vibe humming it come from
Inside a dying sun
Add it to the Saturn moons
Pythagoras find a sum (Living by the sword
My strict diet is by the gun
Claiming they not pussy but
Wet as vagina comes)
I'm comin' fresh off the bus
Big trees on my brain
Run up in the spot, eyes freeze on my frame
They looking I ain't trying to duck
See what the club cooking up
Bad bitch, heaven sent
Hellbent on hooking up
In the back of the venue
She putting pressure on me
No matter how much she push
It's never gon be
I swear this lifestyle was never for me
I swear to the god of war
I'll never tour free
Now I'm swimming in dirty women
Let me backstroke i could leave it to beave
Or be the Eddie Haskell
Damn, now I'm coming off like a petty asshole
But, it's better than buyin'
Beers for Betty Bashful
Hah, What I'm trying to see
Is some steady cash flow
Rain down parade style
Confetti with flag flown
I'm on a float flying, with dope sinus
Sniffing out the lames
I came with co-signage
Flame, thrown by him my game, Kobe Bryant
If they don't know why
They can blame the flow
I ain't afraid to show, shine in my chain
Frankly a fraction of what you'd
Find in my brain
Lion to tame, eye on the game
Watching my environment change

Where many have passed on, only have remained
Livewire the game
Prolly kick a hole in ya brain
If we spinning out of control
Ya know I'm rolling a plane ces so entertain
(ing) , Never sick with the Gan (grene)
Think it could be so wonderful
Run with the A (team)
I bet you sweating bullets from under the ray
(beam) cause my penis and my pistol
Do sorta the same (thing)
You full of faith
Fearful of shit that you ain't seen
Fans are repping Ces from here
In the middi to Beijing
(Is the sandman comin' to
Give me a daydream?)
Putting y'all under the dirt and
We getting away clean
(I stay in tune with karma
And bare the weight like I'm movin' in water
Illuminati's an illusion now use a comma
Show me a rap god
Tutankhamun is too uncommon
Pompeii when I'm busting, I'm spewing lava
And you ain't gotta ask why it works
Or backslide your words
All you gotta know is we both back
Dying of thirst every session is blessed
I'm baptizing the verse
You better hold ya breath when
You pass by the church
Uh, I put my people on Jack Ryan alert
Please pacify the perp in the
Back buying the shirt
Our core fans bumping this
Track riding to work
Mature fans classy as yours
We going worldwide
Really we only came for packing the floor
Man
That girl fly but she's macking the doorman
After the show it's back to the tour van
Back Packed full of clothes
I'm back on the road)