Ces Cru music comin' up out yo speaker
The Deevil's in the mirror praying to God, scrubbin' his features
He came a hell of a way from battlin' squads, murderin' features

And the way that he's been doin' it makes it hard for ^!$$%s 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 $#&@in' recycled no wonder you ^!$$%s bore me
Pour 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 wilin' out for the night, and I'm writin' likin' it

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

But to be one of the greatest is to be hated
Take a look around the room and it feels like I finally made it


We graduated from the block with a full ride, covered the countryside
To the stage where we don't play games now come alive
Shut my eyes; thinkin': "What if we never make it?"

All of the years that we've invested are wasted, it's comin' up close I can see
Told me to look but don't touch, told me to touch but don't taste
I've been starving for years, homie you stuffin' your face

Rather I work like a slave than to be stuck in no place
And see enough to no way! I'm freein' up my soul
Came with all my chakras aligned

How could they possibly think I'd be fallin' off in my prime?
Strange gave me my shot! I sawed it off with a nine
Patiently waitin' my turn and you nodded off in the line

Homie they callin' your number, during your slumber I shine
Snatchin' up what is mine, the classic come-from-behind win
I'm catching that high wind, my weapon is silent

You can hear what I'm thinkin' inside this deafening silence
Two hands on the clock, never forget what the time is
Meditation affecting perception under my eye-lids

I sit in Lotus and focus, stagger my steps
Takin' a shot at my body at best they tatted my vest
Nobody's snatchin' my breath, they only add to my stress

Stress pattern my flesh a lesson I have to accept
%#@! happens I guess, Klick-Clack when I crept
Now sit back and ingest 'Constant Energy Struggles'

And this track was a test