Ces Cru - Witness lyrics
[Ces Cru - Witness lyrics]
Ces Cru 13
Get it
Nobody really gives a shit if I'm in this
The proof is in the pudding
Fuck it God is my witness
With that said, you ain't gotta get with this
Go ahead play your part
Sit and swallow a dick bitch
These silly suckers rappin' need
To be lip less the sinners steady cryin' in
The bottomless pit with
The D double E V I L, fo' sho'
Spark a flame to the place
And we out latch the do'
I'm so ill, roadkill on the asphalt
I blast off
Skitzin' off a package of bath salt
My nap caught fire
Yeah I'm rappin' my ass off i'm Bruce Wayne
Only when I shit wit' the mask off
The gas cost pennies
There's plenty to go around
Get revenge with the pen, my PNC blow a pound
Buck em down Rogers
My demons do need handlers
They look the part but they're
Much sicker like Pee Lander
Broads scamper when I enter the room
Enter the sandman, the Devil was too in tune
So I changed frequencies and
The diggity's get nothin' super-size me
When I eat emcees I'mma glutton
Push buttons like a secretary
With clutch pins all the hatred you feel
Is necessary is nothin' fuck friends
I ain't compatible with a lot of ya'll
Me, myself and I, don't sweat it no, never
Not at all
What does it take to make
Everyone buy the jam?
Do I do another bump and then
Tell you how high I am?
I don't need the priestal service to
Tell me that I be damned
I could buck em all down and
Reload with the slight of hand
Right I can not coach ya'll
Outta the minor leagues
Everybody's burnin' up tryin' to
Huddle in my degrees i'mma need
Three feet and a couple of fresh vixens
Two shots of jager
Some silence and less bitchin'
Mo' henchmen, the army's morale is high
Band of brothers trained to shoot on
Whatever's caught in the eye
I rely on spewin' the gimmick isn't the fit
All they wanna hear is bars
About bitches and movin' bricks
This is it moon walkin' on maggots
You'll never be fly smoke em if you got em
Shit even if it's a re-fry
Be my, guest then I guess I gotta get gully
Lookin' down from here the scenery's
Bout to get pretty ugly
Get it
Nobody really gives a shit if I'm in this
The proof is in the pudding
Fuck it God is my witness
With that said, you ain't gotta get with this
Go ahead play your part
Sit and swallow a dick bitch
These silly suckers rappin' need
To be lip less the sinners steady cryin' in
The bottomless pit with
The D double E V I L, fo' sho'
Spark a flame to the place
And we out latch the do'
I'm so ill, roadkill on the asphalt
I blast off
Skitzin' off a package of bath salt
My nap caught fire
Yeah I'm rappin' my ass off i'm Bruce Wayne
Only when I shit wit' the mask off
The gas cost pennies
There's plenty to go around
Get revenge with the pen, my PNC blow a pound
Buck em down Rogers
My demons do need handlers
They look the part but they're
Much sicker like Pee Lander
Broads scamper when I enter the room
Enter the sandman, the Devil was too in tune
So I changed frequencies and
The diggity's get nothin' super-size me
When I eat emcees I'mma glutton
Push buttons like a secretary
With clutch pins all the hatred you feel
Is necessary is nothin' fuck friends
I ain't compatible with a lot of ya'll
Me, myself and I, don't sweat it no, never
Not at all
What does it take to make
Everyone buy the jam?
Do I do another bump and then
Tell you how high I am?
I don't need the priestal service to
Tell me that I be damned
I could buck em all down and
Reload with the slight of hand
Right I can not coach ya'll
Outta the minor leagues
Everybody's burnin' up tryin' to
Huddle in my degrees i'mma need
Three feet and a couple of fresh vixens
Two shots of jager
Some silence and less bitchin'
Mo' henchmen, the army's morale is high
Band of brothers trained to shoot on
Whatever's caught in the eye
I rely on spewin' the gimmick isn't the fit
All they wanna hear is bars
About bitches and movin' bricks
This is it moon walkin' on maggots
You'll never be fly smoke em if you got em
Shit even if it's a re-fry
Be my, guest then I guess I gotta get gully
Lookin' down from here the scenery's
Bout to get pretty ugly