
Date of issue: 23.08.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Commercial Entertainment Syndicate
Song language: English
Shadowboxing 2005 |
I breaks it down, do my own thizzle |
Kill beat and thug people each weekend |
Godi changin' eye wear and dress changin' |
Nelly’s hummin' go 'head try and sell me somethin' |
Blowin' cash and, goin' out and fuckin' ass and gettin' smashed |
Drink anything, hunh Hennessy, Cris, Mo and Captain |
Now everybody talkin' bout their platinum, hmmm |
Is you bustin' skill or is he flashin', hmmm |
Talk about your cash flow |
Heard about how you were loaded at your last show |
Italian Stallion, chinky rhymes hot though |
From the fat to the blubber on my big hoes |
I keep it movin' know just what the fuck I’m doin' |
Jack the RZA track, keepin' that you have to use a |
Gat to get it back, the CES need necklaces, Cris, Glocks and jet-skis |
Cross Vermouth and shit with Pepsi |
You know my Steez |
Company should merge with me |
My logo on your lunchbox, most certainly |
Go spin suckas, give me weed caught and phone crush ya |
You don’t like it, dick up in ya fuck ya |
I blazed emcees before I ever smoked trees |
My style broke motherfuckin' backs like Chris Reeve |
Most say Jason is loud and absurd |
On some bullshit, Roger got 'em bitin' a curb |
He’s the third general, Lucid, Perseph and the Sorceress |
Swingin' broad swords and they use piles and corpses |
Then it’s me, the one the haters can’t see |
Once CES Cru breaks through unexpectedly |
To bounce a check my sword still remains imperial |
So after wake and bake I eat a few bowls of cereal |
We reign all year 'round from June to June |
My ninjas strike immediately if not soon |
Brother lynchin, inform the execution date |
As this 2000 beyond slang suffocate |
Amplify samples through rappin' about depression |
Call Jason to smoke about 20 nothin' less than |
My rhymes start shit and get all splattery and nasty like hot liquid |
This be that CES shit, I don’t give a cotton pickin' |
Fuck about a brother grabbin' on his dick and nuts |
I hold my own, my sight style be on the phone |
Makin' sure that me and Dean got the hypest shows |
No time to eat, forever weak like a Herringbone |
I’m broke as fuck, never knowin' how the money goes |
Ounces son, weed lover number one |
From check to check, buyin' hella weed, Philly blunts |
Dutchmasters, Garcia Y Vega wrappers |
Split and burn bitch, bet I got have at work |
Secret stashin' borrowin' my piggy’s hollow |
Ish the puff, kiss the beard now full swallow |
Drivin' Humvees, til the next episode |
I’m bleachin' undies, hand on my butt-crack |
It’s gettin' ugly, mad had to bring it back |
Don’t understand a fact when it come to spinnin' wax |
I don’t know to scratch real rap from the trap |
Midi town, KC how to be exact |
Break it down, all in together |
Things are gettin' good, lookin' better now |
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 |