[Verse 1: UBI]
Long before all of this, I explored darkness
Before marketing strategies, and artist savage a greed
First I had to be sick, and as flick as? when I bust
Plus I gotta be big pimpin' when I'm lightin' it up
And make sure that each rhyme is hittin' when I'm writin' I'm dumpin'
No way, they gon' cop and listen if yo life's in a slump
And most days I'll be on a mission, pay the price at the pump
I'll be dippin' hittin up quick trip? more than twice in a month
I ain't chicken you b**h, Ubiquitous been wide from the jump
Spittin' pissin' vinegar bitter bits I slice with the tongue
And that chitter chatter don't matter, fingers pry from the ?
On the latter say later hater snap the life from your lungs
The master mage, capture enemy troops, ready recruits
OG's with a nose clean of all the Phetamine boosts
Tell 'em you'll never need loot
Two pair of socks, one pair of boots
Then pair a troop on the capital
With gats and ebony suits
Nobody shoots, keep safety on your weapons we shoot
Only when ordered to do so upon Persepheny's? cue
The formula stays the same, except the recipe's new
Ain't no testin' me in the game, even the referee's crew
When CES Cru lets loose let's chill? either be peppered or k**ed
After the capital next on the list is Beverly Hills
Underestimating the CES has got me ready to k**
Underestimating the CES since we dropped Ready'N Will
Ya'll better chill, cuz none of ya'll want it with Tommy lift
Godemis, Lucid and Roger Kent slay a hater anonymous
Hollow tip when you talkin' you talkin' that hollow sh**
Fat lip full of collagen, spit it hotter than Halogen
[Hook: UBI]
So chill the f** out, now sit the f** down
And shut the f** up, now get the f** up
Motherf**er stand down, throw your f**in' hands up
Pick it up, now hands down, don't get mixed the f** up
Ya'll better chill the f** out, now sit the f** down
And shut the f** up, now listen the f** up
Motherf**er hands down, throw your f**in' hands up
Don't f** it up, now hands down, heads get mixed the f** up
Ya'll better chill the f** out
[Verse 2: Godemis]
What I need in my life
Peace of mind, Good weed and a mic
20/20 vision peepin' what the scenery's like
So let the blindness of the game and the feelin's ?
Enemy fire comin' on your left so lean to the right
Ces came to get you airheads high as a kite
And Kimberly the state of nirvana like ridin' a bike
Cuz all the sleepers keep snoozin' they afraid of the light
It's not tough to get you open with the blade of a knife
You stuck pumpin' them birds, I be blazin' a mic
With the Sorceress on the left of me, UBI on the right
It's like I maintain
Only to crash and burn harder and hotter than last time
I don't spit cash rhymes, I spit the ridiculous sh**
And off a rail I'm a lion
Forgin' an MO blowin' holes through your thick a** dime
And I don't want trouble, all I wants to double the buzz
And triple the love, we're impervious to you thugs
Why the hell you wildin' out bustin' off all of them slugs
And you could be the bigger man and sweep it under the rug
We got to act right, properly conducted in clubs
To lock it down without the yellow tape and buckets of blood
Claimin it wasn't enough and in reality it was
Fifty hungry gorilla infantry to rally with us
To whose holdin' atomic weapons doesn't matter as much
Titter tatter you f**s, takin' heads to tally em all
I've had emough, J Godemis Ubi, and Tommy Lift
Lucid to whoever's honestly claimin' they got the gift
With none in the clip, all the f** you want is your lips
To everybody gettin' rained on from under my tit
Ya'll better
[Hook: UBI]