Ces Cru - Teeter lyrics
[Ces Cru - Teeter lyrics]
Wake up hah Hah Uh, Lenny D!
This is a journey into sound
Kids these days don't care for things
Kids these days don't care for things
Kids these days don't care for things
Don't teeter-totter, share the swings
It's embarrassing nobody's acting right
One ball on the playground that's a fight
Let's get back to life, back, back to reality
Relax I'm tight and I don't lack personality
Go ask I'm nice
Ain't heard a bad word about him
He's a splash of life
Miss the trash that surround him
See I play back position
Display raps efficient
While they lack conviction
Even they ask assistance
Just lay back and listen kid, okay
Back to business
They thought we never come out
Like them Arabs in prison
But we came back with a
Disc full of phenomenal songs
George Bush Guantanamo gone
But full throttle it's on
I can meningite it, she moved
To raise my mood up, ass
Obama, Saddam, Osama, Islam
The Bay get they thizz on
Dirty South get your grit on
In the mid-west get it hot that pot
You could not get a lid on
So rock this with your rims glowing
Or walking with your headphones
I covered them with red dots when i
Got them in the dead zone
When i rock them, ain't nobody gonna stop him
I know how to get it poppin
Puff raw cannabis from Boston back
To Los Angeles and Austin
I'm scheming and plotting
Me giving you a reason to watch him
Killing the beat when they drop it to
Relive it in peace and prosperous
Turn the beat on
I didn't enter to get my repeat on
Plus all these little rappers is
Just something to skeet on fuckin peons
We on another level you gotta love it
Pop it in the deck and then tell
Me what you thought of it
But it could be misconstrued
As dick riding is something
Just be sure to keep it in the
Rotation riding and bumping something local
Hopefully I've ruined your damn plans
Back with less inches then before
Two in the Tan van
I'm sleeping and eating perverted
While I'm beating the beat in the
Face cause the can't can my time is today
Catering to the masses and all
While I'm using the gift of gab to
Put me a stash in the wall
Bigger they come harder they fall
I'm balanced like three pegs
Now we about to roll this one out them
That's what she said
It's a celebration bitches
We give them reason to party
But life is more then child
Support, bitches, and sipping Bacardi
Right? Better believe it's on tonight
Whenever this team is on the mic
We got em rocking like somebody
Hit them with dynamite
We recite hideous verses while
Looking dapper as fuck
Ubi hit them with a bat diamond
Godemis comes to hack em up
You know it