mi na foreplay

ces cru

ces cru

leonard d. stroy

constant energy struggles

to be or not to be

u b

here we go

to write or not to write

tonight i rock the mic

tomorrow back to work

can never stop the grind

i

must of lost my mind

i need to squash the beef

i feel like rockwell

somebody's watchin' me!

i feel like my clip cause all i here is ces cru this

ces cru that

where the fuck is ces cru at?

let's do tracks

i ain't tryin' stress you out

but where's the album

and when that new ces come out?

'less you forget about 'em

not motown so

show me a little when i rock your town though

show me you get a buzz when they smell that

yes!

you can better talk than admit

it grade a

ces!

it ain't the best

don't believe in adminstrative test

the most

inivative of those to say they been invaded yet

y'all made a mess of the game

so now i'm here to represent

and speak on behalf of a definite pain

lesson to the lame

i'm less than a second away

never been afraid

bet i better pin if you fade

been a friend of mine

i befuddle many of mine

catch a sinner mind

i

cuddle many a dime

chopper with an axe

shock and i can offer you back

boo-biddy-bye-bye

y'all ready to die?

so many young guns come

none heavy as i

nobody's aim quite as steady as mine!

somebody say

hey

the dolla day

the dolla dolla day

hey

the dolla day

the dolla dolla day

hey

say if you see me in the scene

i'm out for play now

say if see my in the scene

get out my way now!

grab all of you simple sams i mean this

somethin' circumstance if y'all cut out a scene 6

supplemented books smarts for a street iq

i don't believe in the devil some believe i do

but oh well

i dumbin' out

grip the mic for wealth

and if i did praise satan

id be praisin' myself

percentiles so

thank god i put it in a verse

'fore i decided to body 'em and put 'em in a hearse

for the hearst

to the earth

the worst case scenario

potato potato mario or mario

fuck it symantecs

you can get chopped and locked in

on some u-turn shit

slanging fruit wit no botwin

dead in the middle

the middi

it's killer city

where we talk to remonas

who talk a lot but don't do diddily

pat the live liquid lyricist

long dick of the law

they all crash dummies hittin' the wall

c'mon