Seven - Metal and Flesh lyrics

[Verse 1: Ubiquitous] Wake at the break of day, write 'till the crack of dawn Pa**ion'll splash the page, peer pressure I'll pack it on Rolling with CES I got the unity They waiting on breakups holding ya breath Well stop it, you can breathe So in the best of my community, my vocal open up global investment opportunities Nobody guessed that I would do these things Manifested my destiny, acting out my lucid dreams I see you overly stressed about your moody ring Run the j**elry while these rappers acting like beauty queens Nobody messing with the U to B, I to the Q-U-I to the T-O To the U to the S to the d**h copy I'm what they thought was humanly Possible Rocko popping locking they shot then shoot at please Put no stock in your flock of scrutiny Officer of chopping hip hop I could talk it fluently It's not what you thought They thought they could out-maneuver me Drop it like it's hot so I pop at your top while you asleep [Hook: Godemis] Sk** is a weapon I test in a millisecond And you will accept it the catastrophic event specialists Emerge from the rubble CES settle the mess Rebel on mesh, metal and flesh, peddling d**h [Verse 2: Godemis] From my perspective the path to freedom is clear to see This one is for the Nesha ignore it living in fear to be Trump's a modded model of Hillary Cause both of them do dirt and have zero accountability Swear they could never care bout a G They drunk off chugging powers they paying the cowards salary f** how you see it, we need to face it for how it be Cause man created laws that were never based in morality If you f**ing s**, you should swallow The best crew is the CES Cru and yes you can trust the motto I do the devil's work twice as much as you follow Cause U-B-I and Godi's like Tyson and Cus D'amato Baddest duo you know I'm spitting facts Take whatever's dissing my mission's getting this sh** to crack Keep a grammar Glock on my person merkin' with different gats Cause nowadays these rappers I'm hearing seem to forget to rap [Hook: Ubiquitous] Sk** is a weapon I test in a millisecond And you will accept it the catastrophic event specialists Emerge from the rubble CES settle the mess Rebel on mesh, metal and flesh, peddling d**h [Verse 3: Murs] Murs third willing and dealing a lots of a** whoopings f** a pa**, foot on the gas, that means I'm past tripping Turning little sh** into big things Pain Bruce Wayne meets Bane, that means I'll clip ya wings Back cracking still backpacking raps slacking Played out like white tees and snap rapping Laffy taffy in baggy jeans It's over for 'em they crying Jordan I mean the saddest meme Beat drops for them beatbox My silly thugs take billy clubs and then they beat cops Non violence a non issue I don't agree Stressing in the streets protesting, oh no that won't be me Shoot first, we shoot back homie with buzzer beaters Game over they ain't no soldiers they just some f**ing cheaters Wife beaters with badges get filled with bullet holes Express mail send them to hell cause jail is full of those