Artist: CES Cru Album: Catastrophic Event Specialists Song: Combustible Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro: Ubiquitous] Yea, ha, ha [Chorus: Ubiquitous] Whatever happened to the days we were raised? Pop breaks, spray paint, and bust a flow The same way those days must've came and went away, had to change up and go The underground where I stay, we create from a high plane but I came from the below Some of these things never made for us to know Watch your aim cause my brain combustible [Godemis] Now we all got a vote to cast Now we all got a vote to cast But which gas gonna blast you in the face? Ain't no tellin but at least they asked you Make way 'til I'm 'bout to pass through Stack cakes and I'm 'bout to cash out Up up and a fuck the way we go And I bet a lot of y'all'll pass out 'Round here they still hatin I'm still makin that real bacon Look at the craft they grill makin I'm still Jason, they still facin A madman with the pills pacin I peel faces and heal patients Probably never get a vacation I'm undercover like a free mason Take three paces, turn around and fire at me You little idiot, I'm all the way up Make a scene off a half of Maybelline to make it seem you're gonna face the make-up My earthquake finna shake the place up Your real fans really need to wake up Stand still, that'll get your face bust The Marshmallow Man on the plans to +Stay Puft+ [Chorus] [Ubiquitous] Back in the day of the Dana Danes Back when the RZA was a razor blade The U-B-I thought he could really change the game I know some of y'all mighta made the same mistake It turns out, really couldn't change a thing Now we're fucked in the game, no shade of grey I, get the radio with the pay to play And now the Ces Cru sittin on layaway Yo, I thought that I could be a major player Maybe one day see my face on Fader My team's not hittin like Major Lazer So please stop kickin, gettin paid to say words It's not in the, cards, I rock with the stars Get to toppin the, charts, I'm watchin a star Cause I'm not really, on to profit this large And the single that I've dropped, a shot in the, dark Ha! Call it target practice White guy rappin, not a shard of blackness Know that I'm speakin from my heart, the fact is if you was smart you would never start this rap shit Still I'm bringin in the party atmosphere Seen a couple women cardiac in here Get yours 'fore it all collapse, get clear The government'll made it hard to stack this year It's the art of distraction, bask in fear They wanna take it 'til the armed attack is near I feel the pain when I carve my path They said it came with the game, what part is that? Shit! Take charge when I lead the pack in Or, tell the promoter I'ma need to back in I'm hella over-payin fees and taxes Take it back to the street which'll leave me askin [Chorus]