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Klick Clack Bang
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Klick Clack Bang

Ces Cru

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Look at the way they're hating on us

Like we got a deal already, steady as we go

I could have been the one to tell 'em that we didn't

But it's hit and go, yeah get a dose

Ces in the building, better be gone 'fore we blow the roof off of this M.F'er

I don't wanna get sidetracked, in a Maybach, blowing dope wit' dem heffers

I'm a handful, so is Ubi so it's like your fucking with a pair of double D's

I've been screaming out the shit I mean about

And all I got to say is "Motherfuck emcees"

Hit 'em and buckle knees

Get 'em in line, I'm about to go spam on em' and I'm on a roll

Could it have been the reason why you acting like a bitch?

Pussy popping on a pole

What am I doing here? Why do I do's it? I could say it's all about the music

But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't trying to stack a couple of racks

And that's amusement to 'em

Look at the way we do 'em, killer city cannibal with Cannonball

Get you open like a can opener, the Kan-Kan-Kansas City shuffle y'all

I ain't been around the block a lot, I'm not the sharpest pencil in the box

Still I'm knowin' enough to get the shit to pop

Yeah I'm blowing up and up, lifting off

Why you lippin' off? Watch it dude

Do you know, who in the fuck you talking to?

Ces clipping up and ready to lock on you

It's not a lot to say, a lot to do

Opportunity knocked and I'm knocking you

Out the way you're way out of pocket dude

And I don't give a fuck if you're sick as fuck

If you spit at us, I'll clip your nuts

If your upper lip so much as ripple up

If you're soft I can help you stiffen up

What you talking 'bout, ain't shit to us

Yeah I'm talking down to you, listen up, punk

Is it true that ain't shit changed? Listen to the way it bang

Introducing you to what is new and everybody will agree it's Strange

Hit 'em with a klick clack bang, talking gotta get back, man

We don't wanna gotta go to war, never more, let me do my goddamn thang

Is it true that ain't shit changed? Listen to the way it bang

Introducing you to what is new and everybody will agree it's Strange

Hit 'em with a klick clack bang, talking gotta get back, man

We don't wanna gotta go to war, never more, let me do my goddamn thang

What am I an oddity? I ought to be

We the two to take it to another level

I'm in another lane, on some other plane

People say I probably parlay with the Devil

Parlay with myself, makes a lot of sense

Make some motherfucker gotta hop the fence

I show up in all black, at the party bloody hands like I just forgot to rinse

Back in the day I used to want to chop a bitch

Magnetism I attract the opposites

Now I'm keeping it clean the crib's pristine

Like I hired George Papadopoulos

Lock your lips, y'all been in a coma on us honestly

I know the weather better pack a number-brella fella y'all are hella cray

Look up, the snake and bat are travelin' that-away, have a good day

I can see it in the way you running around

Running your mouth, talking all the time

Laying me down inside a coffin, all for why?

Mad at us for catapulting off the N9ne!

Why you broken up and crying?

Wipe away your tears, open up your eyes

Why you leaning all up in my lights?

Scheming on my plates, soaking up the shine?

Look at the size of this table, it's giant room enough for both of us to dine

Hanger Steak with a side of asparagus, a glass of Copolofer wine

Sober up before you try and roll with us, you must be Robitussin high

Thinking you know what's up with us, but know that I am focused on my grind

Blowing up, goodbye!

Is it true that ain't shit changed? Listen to the way it bang

Introducing you to what is new and everybody will agree it's Strange

Hit 'em with a klick clack bang, talking gotta get back, man

We don't wanna gotta go to war, never more, let me do my goddamn thang

Is it true that ain't shit changed? Listen to the way it bang

Introducing you to what is new and everybody will agree it's Strange

Hit 'em with a klick clack bang, talking gotta get back, man

We don't wanna gotta go to war, never more, let me do my goddamn thang

Who am I? The heavy handed healer, here we go

I keep a couple in the clip for y'all

We can get it popping, that's the only option

Guess I'm shooting from the fucking hip at y'all

Cut you open, hoping somebody gotta Sham-wow, blood about to hit the wall

I can see it coming cousin like I'm staring back at you

From inside a crystal ball

This is all for you

But do you remember when you fronted on us when we did the interview?

What? You forget to do your job?

You were pawning me, now I'm pimping you

You were on to me, now I'm into you

And it ought to be peaceful, but when you choose

Hanging dirty laundry over dinner, ooh

Honestly it's inde-indefensable

Head of the class, fucking up the principle

Got 'em ingesting hella deadly chemicals

I'm gonna go as far as saying we ain't playing

And we got 'em by the fucking genitals

I'm gonna hit 'em with the binding resolution

Getting biblical with every clip I pull

Take a seat with y'all, have a sip with you

I've been eating y'all, now I'm getting full

Shitting better, get the stool softener

Look at 'em, 'bout to break the blade off in her

I don't remember anything after getting swill and high

Swear to God, occifer

Often heard (heard!) The Ces seldom seen

By the studio time that I sell a dream

Tell 'em leave before the game get into you

Hell of a fee to pay, my soul is sinner proof

It's your move

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