When Worlds Collide - CES Cru

Uh-huh

Nose full of Katy Perry rolling riding shotgun,

Acting like I ain’t got sense cause I ain’t got none

No religious bitches in my circle I ain’t got none

Gotta leave a crater in this game before the clocks done

Now watch where we headed, taking shots come and get it

hip hop (hip hop) menace

some said we never should’ve got breaded let it fly

Moving through the sky, losing sight of us

My predecessors accepting my destiny’s Midas' touch

Mouth stuffed with ecstasy, in a state of nirvana

With a belly full of molly I’m puffin this marijuana

I got ano—nother one

I am honoured, your honour, honestly

The way they hate on Gode and Ubi is fuckin' comedy

The combinations so uncommon to cause a company

To covet me, and cover my cost, cousin, now come at me

My blood’s running, I’m 100, no matter what it seem

I’ve done nothing but crush, whatever the fuck was in front of me

Shots, pictures, naked pics

Yeah, we’re on some sicker shit

Shooting up, with the reverend, he’s a flipping hypocrite

Bathing in the bath salts, loofa made of entrails

Seems to be I die in every other role like Denzel

Ubi, suicide, divine, why they shoot at me

You and I, cru is unified, minor scrutiny

Suit and tie, execute a trooper, incite a mutiny

Doing time, humans euthanized by the truth in me

Okay, I’m zoned out, turned up, wildin out, wavy

Rolling up the purple bumping Brenda’s got a baby

Working for no money isn’t funny, it is slavery

I’m heading for oblivion and can’t nobody save me

P-planetary collision, inner vision apocalypse

Demonology monetary toppled metropolis

Inequality, military coddle the populace

Mephistopheles, headed full throttle for opulence

Corner offices, sexy secretaries and emails

Demonic packages are delivered minus the details

3 rails, later I pop it without a second look

This roll is for the chicken, this carnage is for the record book

Tell my mamma I’m sorry my job is so obnoxious

Body full of toxins I probably will never process

Paradigm shiftin', stiffin' up, catch a witch’s ride

Wishin' I would switch it up different, but why simplify?

Too fly, launch pad, crash land, I’mma wreck it

Looking for the black box, FBI search method

Soul of Saddam, I’m the motherfucking bomb, check it

Inspiration of Hitler, Bruce Lee’s work ethic

Sun Tzu manifested, Dali Lama mind state

Hijack a G6, tripping, tryna fly straight

Spun a lie, wonder why they wonder why I’m irate

Violation summon my emotion, I annihilate

Bite a bait, get 'em to bite it and I might could buy the weight

As soon as we start eating, these suckers are gonna try to hate

I relate, hard to see people do better than you

Strangers form a line outside hours 'fore we open the venue

Let me continue, feel the bad vibe callin', I might could dial it back

Motherfucker rapper talking bout I want my style back

Punks ice grillin' me, I smile back, I relax

Hired for my prior stats, why attack?

Fire back!

Tires flat, footing it, pure fuckery, I am that

People think this shit’s a result of me smoking fire crack

Fade to black, free bassin in the back of a ratty shack

Killer city’s misery is one hell of a habitat

Whats been happenin'?

Now they askin' me what got into me?

Galvanized the lives of whoever’s in my proximity

L-l-lock, stock, artillery, cock and aim at the industry

Paint a picture of pain and pleasure inside a symphony

We got the chemistry on a struggle for constant energy

My aura’s looking more like the color of what a killer’s be

Killer beat nothin' to fornicate with a killer bee

The pen and pad’s the remedy for whatever is illin me

Philistines lurking in silhouette, get the guillotine

Stomping out ya day-mares, then we coming to kill a dream

Snap awake

Activate

All civilians evacuate

Ba-back away

Pack a 9

Sacrifices we had to make

Strapped for time

Apex predator bout to gravitate, back to shine

Fall outta place, I’mma put 'em back in line

Back inside of my lane

Fraternizing with fame

I shoot it rapid fire at ya brain

We masterminding the game