Ces Cru - Shame lyrics

[Verse 1: UBI] Sick of roamin' the streets, defeatin' foes whose rhymin' is weak With their silent 22 speech where they don't even speak I'm paid seven soviet sleek there ain't no hope for the peace Say it's better to struggle hard than to be broke or deceased They starve in the middle east while America over eats Sendin' soldiers over seas to fight rivals who won't retreat We're stackin' up the innocent bodies in high piles Can't stop the force of a nuclear bomb with five bibles The Holocaust is all out, fall out for five miles While the president hides the evidence of why with wide smiles Might catch him in a white lie, watch him defy trial I'd eat bile before salute crooks with CD piles Little guppy puppy dogs beg teach me to freestyle But they lack the discipline so I teach 'em to bleach tile And sweep the floors first, and wash windows, it's not simple Mister Myagi can't convert Daniel to pop symbol For the fam though, my lady in the tramps they off the handle And I'm not if you thought I was talkin' about co*ker Spaniels To the cats I know who use to watch spice when they block the channel And to all the chicks who after I'd f** 'em they'd talk and ramble Yo [Hook: UBI](X2) What's with the fame (blame), the fame (blame) it came fast ya'll Nothing's the same in the game, they playin' trash ball f** what your brain retain you made a bad call That sh**'s a shame, a shame I'm sayin' that's all [Verse 2: UBI] I'm too big for this baby bottle so I'm spittin' this knife f** kissin' and cuddle, pick a thine, give it a slice Black, red and a shade a grey just my vision of life Act better and stay ashamed, paint the picture a strife Pickin' a fight with a brick a pipe, shovel and axe Deliver kick to your face till your muscles relax So start dodging dark logic and sharp objects Blow you apart like fireworks to art projects Poppity pop pop pop [Verse 3: Godemis] Pop rockets, and dick missles Sinead O'connor piss pot pie and sh** sickles I use a pair of red hot pliers to twist nipples And ride you motherf**ers with balance like tricycles Sinner so dope, somebody come tell 'em about himself He don't know bein' this confident is bad for his health Look out below bro, here goes something similar to the worst Takes about three times the blood in your body to quench his thirst so Hear how the verse go, dissin' no disclaimer Discabar without a mask, and you ask him to act lamer Put a two by four onto of your back with a cross planar The motherf**ers following Jesus and cross trainers Check the, some doubt it sayin' that Ces is all outta seconds Shoulda supplemented dinner for supper and had 2nds Shoulda disregard 'em both and had beer with a bad breakfast Where I got this 100 dollars from hustlin' Brad's necklace I'm half reckless, half gamblin' with my life Half a sack short of a blunt, lunatic with a bloody knife And it's a long road of hope when you walkin' round in a circle Try to hold your breath and run it until your face turn purple Prescribin' medicine, vanquishing these veterans plus Put lead on top of chedda' then everyone's better than us [Hook: UBI](X2) What's with the fame (blame), the fame (blame) it came fast ya'll Nothing's the same in the game, they playin' trash ball f** what your brain retain you made a bad call That sh**'s a shame, a shame I'm sayin' that's all