Lyrics Radiate - CES Cru

Radiate

They try to play me close, well keep your lady safe
Up and away we go, I’m super fly, aviate
Made for the radio, feel my vibe radiate
Made for the radio, feel my vibe radiate
They try to eat us up, they like the way we taste
They wanna trade me places, but they afraid of fate
They don’t know what lay in wait, struggle on the day to day
Juggle when I play with weight, hustle for the paper chase
You slippin' and trippin' as if you ain’t afraid of me
They tippin' liquor bottles while I sip upon the A to V
Eons beyond their capabilities, skill I breathe
Will have them second guessin', I question their credibility
Movin' on em like a millipede, they’re slippin' under
Permanent slumber come from my soliloquy
I feel the breeze, blowin' in the open air
Check my destination, now they wonder why I’m goin' there
No where to go but up, they turn my ups to downs
Knowing what’s around the corner, turn a circle, fuck around
They call it luckin' out, I use a different word
Call upon me day or night, but never call my gift a curse
They wanna play me close, well keep your lady safe
Up and away we go, I’m super fly, aviate
Made for the radio, feel my vibe radiate
Made for the radio, feel my vibe radiate
Shootin' with devil dice, we playin' crazy eights
Beamin' on em with my sunlight, I see they shady face
Made for the radio, feel my vibe radiate
Made for the radio, feel my vibe radiate
They try to greet us but, don’t recognize the face
They want liquor in cases, should probably bump they brakes
They ain’t soul controlling fate, ain’t nobody holdin' weight
K-I-M and motivate, Strangers strugglin' for a plate
I’m rippin' and clippin' anybody who’s flying 'round
Sipping KC teas, and Ubiquiti’s about to buy a round
Zero below and they ain’t feelin' me
Yes, we got em crunchin' the number and now they knowing who the killers be
Wavy on em like I’m poppin' pills
They slip and crumble wondering if we will now that we got a deal
I’m blowin' trees, tokin' with a smokin' flare
Yes, no hesitation got us here so now we goin' there
Shit UBI sobered up, I’m tryin' to roll a pound
Double tap The Walking Dead and dip up out the fuckin' town
The Deevil dippin' out, even with vision blurred
Call upon me day or night, the sniff is in my bitch’s purse
They try to play me close, but can’t invade in the space
Up and away we go, it’s do or die, aviate
Made for the radio, feel my vibe radiate
Made for the radio, feel my vibe radiate
Cuttin' the devil’s rice, carvin' a figure eight
Wavy on em, wavin' in traffic, I see they shady face
Made for the radio, feel my vibe radiate
Made for the radio, feel my vibe radiate
They couldn’t satiate the hunger in my appetite
To ask me why I’m angry and not bat a eye is asinine
I stay up half the night, ponderin' the afterlife
Conquerin' my rapid eye, somber in my rap disguise
They couldn’t pacify my purpose for perniciousness
Pest control exterminate, determination: it’s a bitch
Searchin' for the certainty, tip a glass of Tanqueray
Kiss me and I kiss you back, kickin' ass, takin' names
What the fuck is so great, livin' out a rapper’s life?
Try’na carve a niche and everything you love’s a sacrifice
You’re hearing half the plight, somber in the sack tonight
I’m 'bout to write the type of shit that makes you wanna pack the pipe
Travelin' on the far side, Labcabinkansascity
Stratagems, spat at 'em, I gotta rep for the middi
I sing the song of solitude, serenade the audience
And run it back for simple jack who never gathered all of it