Ces Cru

Ces Cru - Ricochet lyrics

rate me

(Verse: Ubiquitous)

Certified & superior Emcee

What betta a way for us to celebrate & fuckin' roll things out?

The crew is Ces & yes, we came to make the whole thing bounce and move yo neck

Recession proof pressed my band

Maneuver luminous

Plan to move it out the Midwest, Vancouver, Budapest

(Verse 2: Godemis)

Yo, I must confess

It's new manure to address

Couldn't be more Young Thug if ya were in a dress

Doin' less, than a lil & I mean it literally

Muthafuckas grind pitifully with a capital 'P'

(Verse 3: Ubiquitous)

We don't associate with those lames

I go in Lois Lane

Low & slow my aim

Slower & center ova yo shoulder blades

(Verse 4: Godemis)

Godi throw grenades while hollerin' Flash out

Start shit, chuckin' bricks when I live in a glass house

(Verse 5: Ubiquitous)

With they pseudo CES weaponry

How could they hope to have an effect on me?

It's like a hurricane on rage hopin' to wet the sea

(Verse 6: Godemis)

Tryin' to wreck a G

They fallin' off, catchin' leprosy

37 chambers, we takin' them to the next degree

(Verse 7: Ubiquitous)

I don't know why they doubted us

When they bounced they sold out on us

My day ones hated, but Mama was so proud of us

They show malice to us, but the flow powerless

The ricochet commonly come from a low calibre

Ugh, the hate ya gave, no doubt I'm a thug

Devourin' y'all & all with the power of love

Brother I'm back workin'

Way that they use it, the Gat worthless

Standin' inside a cube, while they shoot at a flat surface

Word on the street is to aim at yo back turnin'

Came in the game to outsmart stupid & sack serpents

Jake the snake in the ring

Iron sheep with a turban

A fire breather, I'm burnin', I find a reason to hurt 'em, word

Out in the street they call it murder

I don't know what ya heard, but, uh, you're just a burger

Mini-Me & nothin' further

I got yo star marksman clutchin' burners & pullin' out

Sniper harbour bullets bouncin' off of Clark Kent

(Yeah, y'all can't get nothin' through on us, muthafucka)

(Go 'head, take yo shot, do what you gon' do, come on!)

(Verse 8: Godemis)

All of the disses they spittin' are so repetitive

Niggas are neshen, their knowledge is in the negative

Without a fuck to give about what it was supposed to be to ya

They take lame aim, & then fire thru' social media

Ignore it until they fodder, I oughta be at a faction

See, they ain't hold me back ya'll just look at the main attraction

They fuckin' haters debatin' on who's the best then

Again I do believe it's easier just to press in

Maybe they popping off, cuz they want to make an impression

The day they meet their maker pray it may teach them a lesson

They outside lookin' in tryin' to peep it

Ya blew it, I am LeWitt, my serpent's are few & secret

Decided to double diss 'em, leave 'em in disarray

I'm dwellin' in oblivion, dummies, bullets will ricochet

And by the time ya chime in you're merely a critic

Everybody tellin' ya how to do it, they neva did it, get it?

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