Combustible Lyrics - Ces Cru

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 the rain cause my brain combustible 

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? 

There's no tellin' but at least they asked you 

Make way, cause I'm 'bout to pass through 

Stack cakes and I'm 'bout to cash out 

Up, up, and a fuck away we go, and I bet a lot of y'all will 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 mad man with the pills, pacin', I peel faces and heal patients 

Probably never get a vacation 

I'm undercover like a free mason, check three praises 

Turn around and fire at me, little idiot, I'm all the way up 

Make a scene off a half of Maybelline, to make it seem you gonna face the makeup 

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 puffed 

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 the rain cause my brain combustible 

Back in the day, in the dane of danes 

Back when the RZA was a razor blade 

The U-B-I really thought he could change the game 

I know some of y'all might've 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 

But that I'm speaking from my heart, the fact is 

If you was smart, you would never start this rap shit 

Still I'm bringing in this party atmosphere 

Seen a couple women cardiac in here 

Get yours 'fore it all collapse, get clear 

The government has made it hard to stack this year 

It's the art of distraction, bask in fear 

They wanna take it 'till 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'm a need to back in 

I'm hella overpaying fees and taxes thinking back to the street which'll leave me askin'