Ces Cru - Totter lyrics
[Ces Cru - Totter lyrics]
Let's start from scratch, cause heart attacks
When back of a house of cars collapse
Cognates'll play too smart for that
See y'all from all sides, from narc to rats
Stay back, watch y'all fade to black
In the dark, what part of the game is that
I keep the fine art of the brain in tact
Frequent fly tongues when I blaze a track
I know about y'all since way back when
I can serve you and all ya gay-ass friends
Talk about big butts
Fuck they lackin' the cop rinse
Much less get a Maybach Benz
It's all braggadocio, ya rap so so
Ya talk is half-cocked ya backbone broke
The rap pro know come and ask to get
Ya flow is flaccid
Won't last for shit like "Oh my god"
Blasphemous, How could Hip-Hop die
But rap exists
Y'all get whats comin' to you gat to fist
In my case
A bad bitch is stackin' chips like "Word"
Y'all hella bad at this
You could duck yourself like some savages
I don't even need pad and pen
I'm so adamant about boostin' my averages
They say rap's a rip, rip is a rap
Smooth confusion got a fifth in the backseat
I don't know if y'all just
Missin' the bad beats
Or what but I'm crushin' ya
Primitive rap scene from dusk
Sucka say how, this is my playground
Fucka better lay down before I
Buck a stray round
Sucka say how, this is my playground
Fucka better lay down before we buck a -
Six for ya mind, here we go
I'm hit 'em wherever the pillow go
And I guess you could call it the center-flow
Not the typical lyrical pennin' pro
I'm a winner fo
Somebody told me to go 'head and
Hit 'em and let it go
But, I wouldn't be satisfied with that so
I decided to give her some more
Reppin' the mo
Keepin' a crown on my head whenever
I step in the show
Swingin' it up in the green room with
The time I'm gonna be seen soon
I ain't sweatin' it though
Long as I'm gettin' the shows
And gettin' the dough
We could let bygones be bygones
Keep an eye on my all my brethren though
Dedicated, decorated in armor
Calibrated by the way that my karma
Kill an enemy that's sleepin' in slumber
Call it the Killer city winter wonderland
Certified a rip on y'all
We told em on Capture Enemy Soldiers
Nobody could hold us
Now they got pay us like they owe us
For all of the years they hold us
Goin' outta town on a old bus
Knowin' the reason the show sucks
Cause we didn't know how to promote us
But nowadays, that's old news
Cause this regular focused on show foods
They bringin' the beef out our way
And we lookin' at it as tofu
So keep a couple in the waistline
While instead of steppin' on the baseline
I ain't the one to waste time
If you wanna catch it in the face fine
Come and change my
My grammar Glock morphin' into A-K con
That needle in the haystack rap
You suckers can't find
I put it on 'em with the gusto
Cinematic with the brush stroke
Dean on 'em with the rough flow
Still the feelin' ain't enough though
I'ma dump rounds with nervously in
The flag screamin' lay down
The street lights is comin' on
Y'all better get off the playground
When back of a house of cars collapse
Cognates'll play too smart for that
See y'all from all sides, from narc to rats
Stay back, watch y'all fade to black
In the dark, what part of the game is that
I keep the fine art of the brain in tact
Frequent fly tongues when I blaze a track
I know about y'all since way back when
I can serve you and all ya gay-ass friends
Talk about big butts
Fuck they lackin' the cop rinse
Much less get a Maybach Benz
It's all braggadocio, ya rap so so
Ya talk is half-cocked ya backbone broke
The rap pro know come and ask to get
Ya flow is flaccid
Won't last for shit like "Oh my god"
Blasphemous, How could Hip-Hop die
But rap exists
Y'all get whats comin' to you gat to fist
In my case
A bad bitch is stackin' chips like "Word"
Y'all hella bad at this
You could duck yourself like some savages
I don't even need pad and pen
I'm so adamant about boostin' my averages
They say rap's a rip, rip is a rap
Smooth confusion got a fifth in the backseat
I don't know if y'all just
Missin' the bad beats
Or what but I'm crushin' ya
Primitive rap scene from dusk
Sucka say how, this is my playground
Fucka better lay down before I
Buck a stray round
Sucka say how, this is my playground
Fucka better lay down before we buck a -
Six for ya mind, here we go
I'm hit 'em wherever the pillow go
And I guess you could call it the center-flow
Not the typical lyrical pennin' pro
I'm a winner fo
Somebody told me to go 'head and
Hit 'em and let it go
But, I wouldn't be satisfied with that so
I decided to give her some more
Reppin' the mo
Keepin' a crown on my head whenever
I step in the show
Swingin' it up in the green room with
The time I'm gonna be seen soon
I ain't sweatin' it though
Long as I'm gettin' the shows
And gettin' the dough
We could let bygones be bygones
Keep an eye on my all my brethren though
Dedicated, decorated in armor
Calibrated by the way that my karma
Kill an enemy that's sleepin' in slumber
Call it the Killer city winter wonderland
Certified a rip on y'all
We told em on Capture Enemy Soldiers
Nobody could hold us
Now they got pay us like they owe us
For all of the years they hold us
Goin' outta town on a old bus
Knowin' the reason the show sucks
Cause we didn't know how to promote us
But nowadays, that's old news
Cause this regular focused on show foods
They bringin' the beef out our way
And we lookin' at it as tofu
So keep a couple in the waistline
While instead of steppin' on the baseline
I ain't the one to waste time
If you wanna catch it in the face fine
Come and change my
My grammar Glock morphin' into A-K con
That needle in the haystack rap
You suckers can't find
I put it on 'em with the gusto
Cinematic with the brush stroke
Dean on 'em with the rough flow
Still the feelin' ain't enough though
I'ma dump rounds with nervously in
The flag screamin' lay down
The street lights is comin' on
Y'all better get off the playground