ces yeah yeah paint my face now you re hearin a clown right the flow s tyson livin fear in the sound bite what the fuck y all want with a nigga with no marbles put hearts in a jar then swallow the whole jarful blind marksman in a ghillie suit let off with a grunt while i m murderin mini troops they re miniature many troops in need of a medic they better wrap gauze i m a heretic and never pray to a rap god i fling blood on a door whisper prayers in reverse cast curse sling blood on a whore slap the fuck out the deacon he s reachin for that book set the pages to flames your lord is a lame look i ma invert the crucifix feast on a virgin work the word in use ribs for toothpicks my strange family crew s loose knit the radio don t even give us no play and we don t give two shits jason deevil define his rhyming illegal while he s takin warning shots out the eye of an iron eagle wavy i battle goons you mad at whom you outta tune but i ain t worried they versed me inside a padded room my vibe humming it come from inside a dying sun add it to the saturn moons pythagoras find a sum i m comin fresh off the bus big trees on my brain run up in the spot eyes freeze on my frame they looking i ain t trying to duck see what the club cooking up bad bitch heaven sent hellbent on hooking up in the back of the venue she putting pressure on me no matter how much she push it s never gon be i swear this lifestyle was never for me i swear to the god of war i ll never tour free now i m swimming in dirty women let me backstroke i could leave it to beave or be the eddie haskell damn now i m coming off like a petty asshole but it s better than buyin beers for betty bashful hah what i m trying to see is some steady cash flow rain down parade style confetti with flag flown i m on a float flying with dope sinus sniffing out the lames i came with co signage flame thrown by him my game kobe bryant if they don t know why they can blame the flow i ain t afraid to show shine in my chain frankly a fraction of what you d find in my brain lion to tame eye on the game watching my environment change  where many have passed on only have remained livewire the game prolly kick a hole in ya brain if we spinning out of control ya know i m rolling a plane ces so entertain never sick with the gan think it could be so wonderful run with the a i bet you sweating bullets from under the ray cause my penis and my pistol do sorta the same you full of faith fearful of shit that you ain t seen fans are repping ces from here in the middi to beijing putting y all under the dirt and we getting away clean 15