Lyrics Float - Ces Cru

Please keep in mind, this city is all mine
Whether the weather is cloudy or radiant sunshine
People hate and debate if it's all bad
But when Bannister was open, shit, I was a mall rat, right?
This city seems to get smaller the older I get
The Middi is just a big ass mosh pit
We walk around hoppin' in dog shit
Anticipate the second that some hater will talk shit
It's all clique heavy my machete is sharp
I'm 81 six trained in the deadliest art
Easy to set us apart, pen and my paragraph ugly
Ion body the Middi nobody really can trust me
Bringing it back, it never left, we can settle the grudge
You'll get ya head blown off at America's club
It's all gutter raps, gats and blades, a low blow
Better then ever whenever you want it we gotta go

I'm 16 deep in the beat, gettin' wet
Like I'm 6 feet deep in the creek now with the best
Far as rhyming goes, I could do it all day long long
Let all my fly Phillies find a way to the song
There ain't a wrong way to view when you chillin' with us
It's real as fuck, I can bill it write a syllabus up
It says "Ces Cru post shit down"
Have you checkin' for my record just to spin it around
To all my people in the place, if you down with us
Give me dap, if you with me, where the fuck are you at?
Take ya hands, put em up and then clap, like this
Don't be such a stiff Steve, roll up a spliff breathe
In the slipstream of Ces, follow or wait
Some of my best friends drowned in a bottle today
To my hustlers swallowin' yay
It's not a phase chips think the only thing that you gotta save

You know my man Mao Bonnie is down with us
On top of that Reggie B is down with us
Even more so, Bro Mode is down with us
Killer city committee got pound to puff
The whole Innate Sounds Crew is down with us
You know my man VerdiDon is down with us
All of my playground kids if you down with us
When the Ces throw it down, twist up and let ya brain float

All of my people reppin' they funk
All the kids, thinkin' they sick, they get to stay home
Stay awake, I'm on another level of Jones and
Rip shows down whether we open or close it
Now show spit when Lenny beat knocks upon the whole shit
Equinox flow, ice cold for summer solstice
If we not the dopest, then we the closest to it
The only way we do it is how we s'posed to do it

My dude Leonard D. Stroy is down with us
All the writers of B-boys is down with us
Downtown to the Middi get down with us
The killer city committee gets down with us
All of the playground kids get it down with us
The whole Innate Sounds clique is down with us
Everybody I forget, if you down with us
We're the Ces, throw it down twist up and let ya brain float