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CES Cru

Radiate

 

Radiate

(альбом: Constant Energy Struggles - 2013)


[Hook: UBI]
They try to play me close
Well keep your lady safe
Hopping the way we go
I'm super fly, aviate
Made for the radio
Feel my vibe radiate
Made for the radio
Feel my vibe radiate

[Verse 1: UBI]
They try to eat us up
They like the way we taste
They wanna trade me places
But they afraid of fate
They don't know a layaway
Struggle on a day to day
Juggle when I play with weight
Hussle for the paper chase
You slipping and tripping
As if you ain't afraid of me
They tipping liquor bottles
While I sip upon an A to B
Eons beyond their capability
Skill I breathe and have em second guessin
I question their credibility
Moving on em like a millipede
They slipping under
Permanent slumber come from my soliloquy
I feel the breeze, blowing in the open air
Check my destination, now they wonder why I'm going there
No where to go but up, they turn my ups to downs
Knowing what's around the corner
Turn a circle, fuck around
They call it lucking out, I use a different word
Call upon me day or night, but never call my gift a curse

[Hook: UBI]
They wanna play me close,
Well keep your lady safe
Hopping the way we go
I'm super fly, aviate
Made for the radio
Feel my vibe radiate
Made for the radio
Feel my vibe radiate
Shooting with devil dice
We playing crazy 8's
Beaming on em with my sunlight
I see their shady face
Made for the radio
Feel my vibe radiate
Made for the radio
Feel my vibe radiate

[Verse 2: Godemis]
They try to greet us but don't recognize the face
They want liquor and cases, you'll probably bump their brakes
They ain't so control evate? Ain't nobody holding weight
KIM and motivate, strangers struggling for a plate
I'm ripping and clipping anybody whose flying round
Sippn' KC teas, and Ubiquiti's bout fire around
Zero below, and they ain't feeling me
Yes we got em crunching the numbers
And now they knowing who the killers be
Wavy on em like I'm popping pills
They slip and crumble
Wondering if we will now that we got a deal
I'm blowing trees, toking with a smoking flare
Yes no hesitation, God is here and I'll be going there
Shit UBI's sobered up, I'm trying to roll a pound
Double tap the walking dead, and dip up out the fucking town
The Deevil dipping out, even with vision blurred
Call upon me day or night, the Smith? is in my bitch's purse

[Hook: Godemis]
They try to play me close
But can't invade in the space
Up and away we go
It's do or die, aviate
Made for the radio
Feel my vibe radiate
Made for the radio
Feel my vibe radiate
Cutting the Devil thrice
Carving a figure eight
Wavy on em, waving in traffic
I see their shady face
Made for the radio
Feel my vibe radiate
Made for the radio
Feel my vibe radiate

[Verse 3: UBI]
They couldn't say she ate the hunger in my appetite
To ask me why I'm angry and not bat a eye is asinine
I stay a path a night, pondering the afterlife
Conquering my rapid eye, slomberin'? my rap disguise
They couldn't classify my purpose for perniciousness
Pest control, exterminate. Determination, it's a bitch
Searching for the certainty, tip a glass of Tanqueray
Kiss me and I kiss you back, kicking ass, taking names

[Verse 4: Godemis]
What the fuck is so great, living out a rapper's life
Trying to carve a niche in everything you love's a sacrifice
You're here and half the plight, sombering the satinite
Bout to write the type of shit that makes you want to pack a pipe
Traveling on the Pharcyde, laugh cab in Kansas City?
Strategines right outta my gotta rep for the 'mity?
I sing a song of solitude, serenade the audience
Run it back for simple jack, who never gathered all of it

[Hook: Ces Cru]

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