Ghetto Celebrity Lyrics - Ces Cru

Crystal black pearl interior, ebony 

Riding like a Lost Boy, feeling like a Kennedy 

Repping west hemisphere, my med is amphetamine 

My mellow my Benzedrine, my ghetto celebrity 

Ain't no time to fuck around 

It sound like we got a hit 

If you call yourself a rapper, that just mean you gotta spit 

All I hear is bars about these bitches and Bugatti shit 

Everybody hating, ain't enough to get new Godi lit 

John C. Holmes in the kitchen, fuck him and beat him 

Y'all are ass backwards like if you can't join 'em then beat 'em 

See me finger fuck the world while you fuckers fighting for freedom 

They be trying to put the scope on the demon but never see him 

Believe what you see and what they can add at a pair a diem 

Now gates make a marinate, light the grill up and fucking eat 'em 

So what's the reason for jealousy, envious lust and treason 

You feel like we're Justin Bieber, I feel like you must be dreaming 

For real 

We been scheming up and in the pop offs 

Everybody got my side guns 

We the definition of a squad goes hard 

Line 'em up, that's what the blindfold's for 

Strange bro, that's happening 

Gang flow, that's gassing 

Kill in cold blood fashion 

Then we carry our gold pass it 

Crystal black pearl interior, ebony 

Riding like a Lost Boy, feeling like a Kennedy 

Repping west hemisphere, my med is amphetamine 

My mellow my Benzedrine, my ghetto celebrity 

U-B-I be, I be, all up in your favorite places 

We gotta be paid, we made it 

We don't want my name in faces 

But that doesn't make me famous 

They said that we Boujee, they basic 

Committee come get it straightened 

And killer, the city where ghetto celebrity stat was generated 

The levels were penetrated 

Incredibles demonstrated 

Play to pay them keeping them sedated 

Slated get 'em keeping them persuaded 

Ultra uno, CES 

You're listening to killer city's best 

I ain't playing, players the only button you should press 

Do we hustle, yes, muscle chest midwest 

Specialists'll catchin' wreck 

You catching up, we catching checks 

Place your bet, better put respect on it 

And I reckon no enemies want it 

I'm reppin' KCC on it 

And it seems we see no opponents 

You know what I swing for the fences 

It ain't no suspense and I beat on my chest like an ape 

And I like goin' to the booth while I'm wearing a suit and come out in a cape 

And I'm out of your reach but I'm all in your face 

While we be in this bitch, we are vain in this space 

All you ratatouille rappers stuck in the race 

Talking all gas pedal no brakes 

Crystal black pearl interior, ebony 

Riding like a Lost Boy, feeling like a Kennedy 

Repping west hemisphere, my med is amphetamine 

My mellow my Benzedrine, my ghetto celebrity 

Who got them dope lines 

Who selling Ajax 

They wanna get paid, we want some payback 

This year's that Trayvon and Freddy Gray rap 

Rock 'em like Aesop, I mean like A$AP 

These pussies name drop but never say jack, they whack 

Get down on your lay flat 

Careful where you try'na take that 

Still picking up lines by the fist 

Sixth time, you don't play that 

Take 'em back into an ADAT 

Stretch 'em out just like a wave cap 

Anybody fucking with the committee we chaining 'em up on the train tracks 

Take 'em way back where I forged this 

Off of forty third street and Warwick 

Til the coordinates up at Strangeland 

Metamorphosis of a changed man 

No coordinates for the game plan 

And I'm staring at 'em through the ray bans 

Hoping everybody's getting saved then 

I'm a leave 'em in peace with an amen 

Man it's overkill when they change hands 

Altogether, it is monumental 

Confident we in the right position 

I will tell you bout it but it's confidential 

Undeniably it is official 

Bout to fuck 'em all and we will not be gentle 

Who the hell is hating, we was sent to get you 

This is motivation it is influential 

And I'm under the influence 

And truly y'all never know how to settle 

Moving on beyond the outer levels 

This celebrity coming up out the ghetto 

Crystal black pearl interior, ebony 

Riding like a Lost Boy, feeling like a Kennedy 

Repping west hemisphere, my med is amphetamine 

My mellow my Benzedrine, my ghetto celebrity