Lotus Ces Cru

[Verse 1: Godemis]
Ces Cru music comin' up out yo speaker
The Devil's in the mirror prayin' to God, scrubbin' his features
He came a helluva way from battlin' squads, murderin' features
And the way that he's been doin' it makes it hard for niggas to keep up
They might've been local forever, but Tech swooped 'em
For murderin' everything in the MIDI, Duke Nukem
These suckas throwin' caution to wind, we might slaughter
But just to set it off once again be like water
Don't focus on the finger miss all that heavenly glory
Those rhymes are fuckin' recycled, no wonder you niggas bore me
Poor me, suckin' me dry of my energy, can't stop
We've diversified the label, they label it Strange Hop
My angels prayin' to demons, I'm wavy that's why I'm leanin'
Chug up a cup of blood, now it's somethin' to put the lean in
Meanin' I'm wildin' out for the night and I'm writin' light-nin'
Like it or not, I'm right in the light and I'm kinda likin' it
Fighting 'em like a lichen, if I tried then I might win
Parasailin' in peril, as soon as I catch the right wind (Aight then)
But to be one of the greatest is to be hated
Took a look around the room and it feels like I finally made it

[Interlude: Godemis & Ubiquitous]
Made it, made it
Made it
Made it, finally made it
Arrived, here, all this fuckin' way
Still on my first wind, your journey just started, full tank-
And it feels like it never stopped
I ain't tired, folks