Shadowboxing 2005

(álbum: Cesphiles, Vol. 1 Codename:irongiant - 2008)

[UBI:]
I breaks it down, do my own thizzle
Kill beat and thug people each weekend
Godi changing eye wear and dress changing
Nelly's humming go 'head try and sell me something
Blowing cash and, going out and fucking ass and getting smashed
Drink anything, hunh Hennessy, Cris, Mo and Captain
Now everybody talking bout their platinum, hmmm
Is you busting skill or is he flashing, 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 moving know just what the fuck I'm doing
Jack the RZA track, keeping 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

[Godemis:]
I blazed emcees before I ever smoked trees
My style broke motherfucking backs like Chris Reeve
Most say Jason is loud and absurd
On some bullshit, Roger got 'em biting a curb
He's the third general, Lucid, Perseph and the Sorceress
Swinging 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 rapping about depression
Call Jason to smoke about 20 nothing less than

[UBI:]
My rhymes start shit and get all splattery and nasty like hot liquid
This be that CES shit, I don't give a cotton picking
Fuck about a brother grabbing on his dick and nuts
I hold my own, my sight style be on the phone
Making sure that me and Dean got the hypest shows
No time to eat, forever weak like a Herringbone
I'm broke as fuck, never knowing how the money goes
Ounces son, weed lover number one
From check to check, buying hella weed, Philly blunts
Dutchmasters, Garcia Y Vega wrappers
Split and burn bitch, bet I got have at work
Secret stashing borrowing my piggy's hollow
Ish the puff, kiss the beard now full swallow
Driving Humvees, til the next episode
I'm bleaching undies, hand on my butt-crack
It's getting ugly, mad had to bring it back
Don't understand a fact when it come to spinning 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 getting good, looking better now