Give Up - CES Cru

This is when y’all supposed to give up

Supposed you get buck, we don’t give a fuck

Shut up double it up, don’t give a what

Give up, give in now, check the profile

This is when y’all supposed to give up

Supposed you get buck, we don’t give a fuck

Shut up double it up, don’t give a what

Give up, give in now, check the profile

New clips but Kept the old style Ces the co.

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Wreck to blow bile, lick testicles with vegetable smiles

Sceptical fans who slept on O’kyle

Meanwhile I’m keeping the scene sick giving little bit of middle west promotion

Squeeze dick and suck the whole clique

With the breast explosion let the whole script

Plus the old ship Mexico’s get 'fore the fed get a net to catch the dope in

And wreck the whole shit better go get it quick

Before it get gone like jet propulsion

I’m death provoking, touch the bowls, split

Ces with cold flow get an eskimo sick

Congested nose drip

Perfect to blow

Kid’ll be neck to toe ripped (Uh)

Left him open (Uh)

This is when y’all supposed to tap out

Convulsion halved out, so choke and pass out

Betting your souls control the cash out

Sold your ass out to rolling crap out

Kicking you cats off the road to Ras' mouth

Forgetting the bling-bling- you drove the man south

Harrass me I pull and smash mouth and get rough, sick, duck giving a bit what

(what?)

This is when y’all supposed to give up

Supposed you get buck, we don’t give a fuck

Shut up double it up, don’t give a what

Give up, give in now, check the profile

This is when y’all supposed to give up

Supposed you get buck, we don’t give a fuck

Shut up double it up, don’t give a what

Give up, give in now, check the profile

This ain’t for the faint of heart

When the ish takes off like a flaming dart

Or better yet a missile

Take a plane apart

To put an end to the game, we arranged the arts

State-of-the -art, not quite, we like to light blunts

So the track might get mixed down but we’re drunk

So here goes out the gate be I straight, see I

Don’t wanna lose you get, you pay you lose the bet

But couldn’t put thieves' stocks down for two vets

So who’s next on the deck to get served

With a muzzle for the mutts to puzzle the crosswords

You don’t hit a bird with no stones to throw

Some then cast the first stones years ago

When I act hard like there’s no fear to show

When to fact of the matter is they scared to go

Toe-to-toe

Pound for pound

Drowned to get your face down on the ground

Around your kin-folk, I bend o' flip in a cynical pen stroke

Anybody want to break the bank?

It’s been broke

And this rope, tied in a noose to hang y’all

Get the gas can blaze up the chainsaw

X marks the spot where the wretched plane falls

Plus bombs to sign a to wreck a crane ball

This is when y’all supposed to give up

Supposed you get buck, we don’t give a fuck

Shut up double it up, don’t give a what

Give up, give in now, check the profile

This is when y’all supposed to give up

Supposed you get buck, we don’t give a fuck

Shut up double it up, don’t give a what

Give up, give in now, check the profile

We heat it up when we hit the stage

Ready to meet the red meat figure when the fists are rage

That’ll hold the wind up (what)

Soul been struck (what)

And sold for ten bucks (uh)

And golden ten cup

And going against us, left the hot beat

Stepped in the spot and left you knock-kneed

Who’s next to mock me?

You’re best to watch mouth

Keep your tough teeth-

The rest are knocked out

You know with a grin to grip the wood frame

No shame couldn’t eclipse a good name

Or get us to look lame with stacks of rumours

You rap your new verse a lot from two words

I baffle you herds with rap manoeuvres

I turned hands to black and blue burns

Clap for cru coming up after you birds

Go ask your diggy-dawg if that’s what you heard

Murder for everybody on my right till there’s no one left

Waitin' for insta fo don’t hold your breath

Suppose the death got sorta shallow, but then

You wouldn’t really want to hear me spit a riddle again

I’m simple and sin, should have been a grade A diss

But it isn’t like a fantasy in hay-day bliss

So play this shit I don’t give a fuck who’s dancing

Back the man in sacrificial lamb skin

Go ahead then — pretend we don’t flow

Play your radio, blast your J-Lo

Hash to burn slow before the wolf’s been

Check your sundial bust nuts on Big Ben

Crust on your chin while we remain clean

So F the bitch cream and plus the mainstream

It’s tough to tag team to lust for gangrene

I bound my blast on or ray-beams

This is when y’all supposed get up

But can’t cause y’all stuck, so give another fuck

And double the hook up don’t, give up give in now

Check the profile and crash the pow wow

This is when y’all supposed to get up

Supposed you get buck, we don’t give a fuck

Shut up double it up, don’t give a what

Give up, give in now, check the profile

This is when y’all supposed to get up

Supposed you get buck, we don’t give a fuck

Shut up double it up, don’t give a what

Give up, give in now, check the profile

This is when y’all supposed to get up

Supposed you get buck, we don’t give a fuck

Shut up double it up, don’t give a what

Give up, give in now, check the profile

This is when y’all supposed to get up, supposed to give up

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