Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hope , by - CES Cru. Song from the album Codename: Ego Stripper, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 04.08.2014
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Hope |
| Feel good, fucker |
| I’m full of hope |
| I’m full of hope |
| You know? |
| You know |
| With your bitch ass |
| I’m full of hope, yes, truer than a motherfucker |
| I’m full of smoke, yes, cooler than a motherfucker |
| Flying through the Midi, the most hated in my city |
| Couldn’t give a bloody fuck, look up, I keep these feelings with me |
| If a hater marks a hickey, I’m a target come and stick me |
| I can pick a chick apart so if she starts to acting picky |
| I be rolling up that sticky while I’m throwing up them deuces |
| Just a slave to the rhythm, neck inside of seven nooses |
| I ain’t calling him a racists, if you thought so you’s a dummy |
| Death is chasing me while I pursue this money, kind of funny |
| It’s a sunny day in Killer City, if you feel it split a philly |
| Skip it, you can feel it with me |
| Ces about to kill it, really |
| Let somebody write for me? |
| You’s a comedian |
| Silly, Wayne signed to Sony homie |
| We are not Milli Vanilli |
| You are not ready steady, the flow of your energy |
| Put O’shea in that KC Tea |
| Pop the top on that Hennessey |
| Nobody’s knockin I can chill got me feelin good |
| The birds chirpin sun shinin got me feelin good |
| I’m ridin with the windows down got me feelin good |
| My city’s ill, can’t nothin stop me from feelin good |
| Yeah, y’all got me feelin good |
| The birds chirpin sun shinin got me feelin good |
| I’m ridin with the windows down got me feelin good |
| That’s how I feel, can’t nothin stop me from feelin good |
| I’m about to take what’s mine, I’m a let them take it easy |
| Take your time I’ll give you space and take your place on TV |
| It’s give and take I’m chasin cheese but that don’t make me greedy |
| If you don’t give a fuck they’ll rape you and then take it freely |
| Let’s celebrate graffiti fuck it elevate the needy |
| If only it was that simple to sell a crate of CD’s |
| Let’s keep it relevant, how well equipped am I |
| They debate the creation of my intelligent design |
| I tried to told em but they didn’t listen, It’s tougher |
| To sit in prison then deal with reality and big decisions |
| Bottled your instinct and slept on intuition |
| The reason I Stevie Wondered about your depth of inner vision |
| My dreams manifest that’s divination |
| I’m overwhelmed with possibility |
| You’re stressed about your limitations |
| It’s all about the mindstate you stay in |
| If you don’t like it change the situation |
| We hope pushers dispensing the most dangerous drug |
| Tryna give you that pure with each batch we cut up |
| The heart pumps to a beat, that’s why we trap over drums |
| A little product we got, until the shipping’s all done |
| You want to purchase? |
| Mayday and Ces, they got about a pound, you heard this? |
| Your whiskey glass half empty? |
| Well fuck a sermon |
| Better call your bartender till your throat starts hurting |
| Until it’s burning, the shit’s working |
| Riding down the district, causing nothing but mischief |
| Bass so heavy you flinching, just to get some attention |
| Some girls in every direction, thinking the future’s ours |
| Had to bottle this instant, just to sell it to y’all |
| An enemy of the system for putting it in your system |
| Yeah it’s stranger than fiction, still we cutting it raw |
| Our products flooding the streets and it’s starting to float abroad |