Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song You Can Get It Rmx, artist - CES Cru. Album song Cesphiles Vol. 1 Codename:Irongiant, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.08.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Commercial Entertainment Syndicate
Song language: English
You Can Get It Rmx |
This one goes out to my closest pals |
Who know damn well I should have been dead by now |
But nevertheless |
Here I am, dead in the flesh |
Give you a frontwards wedgie, put your head in your chest |
Adressin' a dress |
A lose-lose situation I guess |
Levitatin' ten steps ahead of the rest |
And we are about ready to blow, and if it wasn’t for that |
BEEP! |
Every second, you idiots wouldn’t know |
You’re dumb as a bag of nails and dead as a door knob |
I don’t consider the feminine features a heart throb |
Finally figured it out if you give it they won’t rob |
So hand over them valuables, answer to our arms |
The archery is anger and so is the off beat shit |
The arsenal is doper than you that you can’t compete with |
The beef get, rotten it smells some |
That’s why I don’t stop |
Cookin' it till it’s well done |
You scared, go ahead run |
You and you and you can get it |
So this is careless misdirection |
I get more than a little pissed it seems cynical tough |
I generally never like gettin' in the middle of stuff |
Fed Kibbles N' Bits, you dog me in the kennel with mutts |
High hope for a little dick, had to settle for nuts |
Is pitiful wit so much worse than subliminal diss |
Rap tactics been gettin' dirtier than gristle and grits |
If your mineral’s mixed to solid rock than riddle me this |
Why them hits you droppin' floppin' whiffin' critical miss |
Store factory rappers come equipped with criminal kits |
Complete with the crack and chain to match the pistols and clips |
Plus physically fit as fuck, they’re all tatted and buff |
With a hat and a fatter tooth for me and stabbed in the guts |
Drunken, it’s raid the stage after we’re rappin' it up |
Don’t be mad at me actin' savage cuz you’re average and suck |
Yo I stay sick in my brain, dodge clippin' the fame |
Kicks from the frame, flame spit it, it’s all simple and plain |
Shit |