blood n guts
Singer:ces cru
you think it's all blood and guts to get touched
do you ride with hands up
i think your man stands up
revealing your plan's bluff
and now we're down to brawl
and i passed him to left of me
stay vexing he's just a big-nosed freak
think his shit don't stink
too high to blink and who am i to think
decides reach after you got to hide your mink
better learn how to hit the ball and haul ass
with the words in the wind that let me see it pass
using my blood on the wall 'til i found a pen
it was a long-ass verse that i'm drowning in
come face us prepare to loose what?
'bout four limbs and most of your guts
you think it's all blood and guts to get touched
'til being robbed with hands up
i think your man stands up
revealing your plans bluff
and now we're down to brawl
you think it's all blood and guts to get touched
'til being robbed with hands up
i think your man stands up
revealing your plans bluff
and now we're down to brawl
aim feeling the game to stay chilling
do really think you'll ever make a mill in a day
when your weather is rain
lock together 'cause i feather the same
switched off the ketamine
the wrist watch i'm selling 'em
seven the sly sleeves don't lie to me
sell aluminum rolex to the ivy leagues
if you need some tight weed
hit of the lime green you can try for free
realized that oregano is a kind of tea
hands up i ain't hiding out
my town to much crime to rhyme about
k.c. why doubt 'til you've tried it out
find other shit to lie about
'cause ces is going to strike
come face us prepare to loose what?
'bout four limbs and most of your guts
you think it's all blood and guts to get touched
'til being robbed with hands up
i think your man stands up
revealing your plans bluff
and now we're down to brawl
you think it's all blood and guts to get touched
'til being robbed with hands up
i think your man stands up
revealing your plans bluff
and now we're down to brawl
doing the cripple-walk both legs amputate
head more smoothed out than a cancer patient
it's all butter like land o' lakes
damn shame your man lays on hand grenades
and ran straight to the front can't stand to wait
buy mr convicts a plan to escape
when they take a prison van and ram through the gate
band-aids for tape stop the blood
hands away from the blade
lay down face-down til the cops come
then dump the nine millis and pump shotguns
kill the rich class like road to wellville
i still switch back to dope
sell a meal get old living alone
6 bucks in the bank and no skills
came in the game as a lame same as you
hand full of thc and cheap brew
so we got a lotta work to put the cleats to
so we stick to blunt smoke
bust chumps on they bread basket
then ask if that dumb shit was worth getting your ass kicked
that's sick somebody get him a pill
backflip the dismount fo' real
for a day's dose of the most and no smoke though
inline skates to escape the slow pokes
no hope floats unless you got a raft
its all hopeless you just gotta laugh
put the trees in the pipe
it provides the vibe that i like to write
come face us prepare to loose what?
'bout four limbs and most of your guts
you think it's all blood and guts to get touched
'til being robbed with hands up
i think your man stands up
revealing your plans bluff
and now we're down to brawl
you think it's all blood and guts to get touched
'til being robbed with hands up
i think your man stands up
revealing your plans bluff
and now we're down to brawl
come face us prepare to loose what?
'bout four limbs and most of your guts
come face us prepare to loose what?
'bout four limbs and most of your guts