Phineas Gage - CES Cru

Heh, don’t take life so seriously, man!

(Scratched) Sun- Sun- Sun-tzu manifested-

They say that uh, we’re here for a good time, man, not a long one

Be at peace!

Bless the bay mac dre rest in peace fat tone… Yo

I ain’t ever tryin to be that schmoe

With three fat hoes, on a recap show

I lay a fly bitch down inside a sweet chateau

You want a show?

Push your motherfuckin' seat back, bro

But you can ease back though with all the feedback though

My people show me mad love whenever we back home

I bake cake, stack dough, make three stacks four

All we see cash come, all you see cash go… Yo!

Kneel down and get your kneecaps blown

Oh the rap game, maybe you should leave that ‘lone

Same shit you snapped on, shit that we passed on

I don’t give a flying fuck about your d-bag song

New friend tryn’a to slide up on the team back off

There’s not a titty that round, nor a weed that strong

I’m in the game full time, fin’na see jack long

You’re killin' my high, let me see that bong… Ces Cru you bitch!

You ain’t gotta guess who in the mix

It’s Superman standin' next to Lex Luthor and shit

I’m lookin' at all of y’all like who’s the next dude on the list

If I had recruited you then, I bet that you would’ve dipped

But for real dog, your rap squad’s stupid as shit

Staggerin', slack-jawed, wear a pair of shoe if it fits

Question: Where were you when this shit

Was backyard boogie down?

Everybody parachuted and split

‘Cause none of y’all could see what I knew would exist

The fuck is more therapeutic than this?

I give thanks where due

It’s nothing more, if you were legit then I thank you

Now you Mr. Manipulation ain’t it a bitch that I came too?

I’ve done a dozen things you did in a day

Way I did it damn it doesn’t even begin to explain

I roll a blunt, out of rosebud, Citizen Kane

Bleed out my motherfuckin' soul bruh, minimum wage- what?!!

All my enemies and critics complain

They swear that one day I’ll pay for my sinister ways

It’s really a shame;

penny earned, penny was saved

Career hit a spike head on, Phineas Gage, bitch

«Who the fuck are you to come and fuck with me?»

«U-B-I in the--»

«Reckless, Set trippin' and writing for Ces»

«I done nothing but crush whatever the fuck--»

«Ces rap superb»

«Kill em with butter vocal radiance»

«No time for play»

«We can keep it peaceful if y’all can keep it humble»