
Date of issue: 23.08.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Commercial Entertainment Syndicate
Song language: English
Cypha1 |
Yeah |
J-dean |
6 times for ya |
What the fuck you want from me dawg? |
Want me to compliment your chain? |
And notice how you’re stuntin' when you’re skating on them thangs? |
And notice how you’re stuntin' when you’re hoppin' out the range? |
And use that shitty style where every rhyme and words the same |
I’m sicker then you suckers off of half a line of 'caine |
I’m here to chain your body to the tracks to guide the train |
To do away with all that girly rap inside your brain |
You rapping for the chickens like you’re only out for change |
I’m bound to get a coke out of the machine without the change |
And break you like a fifty-dollar bill without the change |
I kept the pattern simple so it’s seepin' in your brain |
But my pattern’s like the weather if you peep it, it’ll change |
I am fucked |
Swam the English Channel in handcuffs |
And rode the Orient express with both of my hands up |
This ain’t about whoever ain’t bussin', but whose missing |
So I pack a butcher knife to stick into you stool pigeons |
You claim you murder me, with some caliber tool spitting |
And I hate to have to show you which one of us fools kidding |
I throw you off the balcony screamin' out «Good Riddance» |
Ripping average masterpieces, you come in with good written |
Huh! |
Like that |
Like this |
Joe Good |
One time |
Ces Cru |
Reach in the house |
Yeah, it’s like this, check it out |
I don’t rock mics for shiny links or brand new minks |
I’m trying to entertain your home girl to buy me a drink |
What you think — |
Cause I’m rapping, I happen to have funds? |
I just quit my job, I happen to have none |
Zip, zero, stingy with dinero |
Can’t light your wrist, cause I ain’t got shit |
Two pockets with a lot of lint, that about it ma |
Yo, you really gotta buy my disc |
Because I spent up my last two bucks to get here |
And if you know the gas price, you know I’m sincere |
Pump the brakes, you got facts to face |
If you think I got to sleep with you to crash at your place |
I ain’t a gigolo, slow when I give it, that be that nigga joe |
Soon as you can slow my mission, I hit the road |
A new city for my plots to bub |
Set up shop |
Drop the buzz, and get pocket love |
Yes reach |
Nice rumble on the track |
Mic wonder on the rap |
Loud like thunder when it clap |
I want you to react like you wanna get attacked |
Confront you in the back, and I’mma punch you in your trap |
Got you thinking I’m a big brother that jumped you in the frat |
A macho man, Slam a brother flush into a mat |
Brazen like the soldiers when they rushed into Iraq |
Chop your legs, chop your arms, Like I’m coming with an axe |
My company stands back |
While you beggin' to get your man on |
But don’t care to believe that you’re paraplegic, no leg to stand on |
Get a chair, you need it to sit |
We so retarded |
Ces shitting, you only farted |
Webo, guarded the beats |
Squads treated with no regard |
Feastin' |
We clean the bone of the meat |
And then gnaw to sharpen our teeth |
Radar’s blippin' the skipper got a lock on your fleet |
Chalk it as beef, and explore the consequence |
My styles stiffer |
I switch it to vowels when I’m bored with consonants |
Got your bowels knotted up, shopping for more incontinence |
Kicking the door, cussin' |
Countin' on your incompetence |
Slayed in a swarm and blame it on poor reconnaissance |
Since we take 'em to war like raidin' the foreign continents |
Born of dominance |
American Joe Anonymous |
My cold esophagus spits snow and its polar opposite |
Showing off is shit |
Hip-Hop can get so monotonous |
Overthrow control and blow holes in the oval offices |
Chokin' off your oxygen flow, no hope of stoppin' |
I don’t profit off of vocals, although I’m a vocal prophet |
I snatch a ride like kiddo then piss in an open socket |
You can get to know a lot from the kiss of the cobra |
Over and out |
Name | Year |
---|---|
Juice ft. Tech N9ne | 2013 |
Klick Clack Bang | 2012 |
Orangutan ft. Wrekonize, CES Cru, Rittz | 2016 |
Wait On It ft. CES Cru | 2015 |
Plenty ft. CES Cru, Stevie Stone, Krizz Kaliko | 2017 |
Reckless ft. CES Cru | 2013 |
Seven Chakras | 2013 |
Smoke ft. Liz Suwandi | 2013 |
When Worlds Collide | 2013 |
It's Over ft. Ces Cru feat. Tech N9ne and Krizz Kaliko | 2012 |
Lotus | 2013 |
Colosseum | 2012 |
Meditate | 2013 |
Famished | 2015 |
Ricochet | 2015 |
Letterman | 2015 |
Off The Hook (feat. Joey Cool) | 2015 |
The MO | 2015 |
Gridlock | 2016 |
One, Two ft. CES Cru | 2018 |