You Can Get It Rmx - CES Cru

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