Ces Cru - Spellbound lyrics

[Verse 1: Ubiquitous] F-R-E-S-H. Fresh, Fresh From the C-A-P-T-U-R double-E N-E-M-Y S-O-L-D-I-E-R-S we Are C-E-S C-R-U can you S-P-E double-L come to sell couple CES CD's Get you L double-O T in H-A-N-D You can tell the difference between me and fake MC's G-W-B J-R we hate him, still I be an A-M-E-R-I-C-A-N Now word up B-U-S-H get the G-A-S Rush the white house red up live a D-Day vet My name on the L-I-S-T if we protest, they'll try to L-O-C-K you in that B-O-X T-O-X-I-C Blood we blow cess Skunk T-R double-E's give me B.O breath Now [?]O-W-ing your doubles might be hard but B double-O double-K double-E P-E-R what? What do you F-L-ies want, try eat off us? Take a whiff we the B double-O G-R shucks I'm tellin' you truth fella, and no L-I-E, I B-I-G up my people like A-L-I. G [Verse 2: Godemis] And say R-E-S-P-E-C-T M-E A-N-D to the E-N-D We are the K-I-N-Gs of the M-I-D-W-E-S-T if you askin' me Who'd wanna come at me without a G-U-N? You're like a penny with a H-O-L-E get done in Without a P-O-T to P-I double-S I-N You got a couple cups of O.J and forgot the Gin Lotson said, my B-A-D-A double-S don't care R-U-N around like I'm ready for welfare For real fo' nobody on their N-U-Ts maybe cuz I'm bussin' tables for these T-I-Ps To put an R-E double-D O-T on these MC's I always keep a C-A-R-D right up my left sleeve I saw you stupid motherf**ers try to make believe Waitin' on any dirty rat to come and take the cheese I'm not T.I but i'll do dabble in T-R-A-Ps You f**ing with us Y-E-A R-I-G-H-T Like nasyou made it a hot L-I-N-E, and like Jay , I made it a hot S-O-N-G c'mon! (Instrumental) [Verse 3: Ubiquitous] This time we came for the J-L-K R-E S-E-V-E-N-T-Y For the M-A-I-N E-V-E-N-T my N-E-X-T lon G-O like brittney said For C-L-A double-S I-C like A-D-S In K.C graffiti dreams, no shame, it's easy game Peace still reigns for leaving names for the po's cuz Stevie came And they comb, the C.S.I, with P-Is for DNA To find nothing cuz we stay on our grind like DMJ My mind D double-E P like the C.I.A An E-N-C-Y-C-L-O-P-E-D-I-A I'm ill I be I snake and see my three eyes blaze and turn a C-O-B-R-A into a G.I Jane The drama playin it again minus the G-A-T Screaming out Y-I double-P I-E ki yay I'm F-A-M-I-S-H-E-D I clean my plate and stay close with all the ghosts of these MCs I hate [Verse 4: Godemis] The P-R-E double-S repping C-E-S, hella whack-a** rappers got me V-E-Xed Get me next if you talking off the T-O-P Taking hands like I'm swinging a B-L-A-D-E D-I-P-O-U-T for the C-O-Ps call in the canine unit try to sniff out trees Bet it be better off if you just say less ask Gwen this sh** is B-A-N-A-N-A-S Matter fact, holla back Jason got 'em on standby Tellin 'em E-A-T G-L-A double-S and I Got a lot of B doubl-E F with fools and that ain't even necessarily who's next to blow Don't quit your D-A-Y-J-O-B homie we know best On behalf of the habit that you know when we blow cess If you sick of listening to us cuz we be MCs why don't you go on D-I-P to the S-E-T It's like that