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Cesar Video (MV)




Performed By: Ad3pt
Language: English
Length: 2:38
Written by: STEPHEN ADEFILA




Ad3pt - Cesar Lyrics
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Leave all'ese rappers with no crouches. They sad to hear that I'm back in the game with no losses
Throw up in cold blood with no cautions
They finna run away from the rapper, they don't trust his
Flow on the beat, 'cause I'm a beat in Pope's clothings
The type to never give a f*ck until a pro talk shit
They know, he rolling with a dope caucus
Y'all are not tough, we drop for no purpose
Y'all rappers are rappin with no balance
I got the"fire boy. Damn! Hell could get jealous"
I mean"why be in hell" when I gat the devil in check?
I'm a rebel heaven respect, they type with no manners
You're just a king with no palace, no crown, no throne. That's why I'm bringin' the shots with no cameras
And ya ain't worth the paparazzi thing. So I ain't takin' no shot if I'ma do it, I'll do it with your mamas
Guns loading. My palms folding. If replulsive, I'm resulting into bombs only
I'm a dick and you"can't" hold me. I leave mics in shreds and wrecks.and that be when I'm done flowing
F*ck it!
My portfolio full of puns home. You dumb follies never relate but come to me yelling you don't know me
But I'm a dope mu'f*ckn rapper, your favorite couldn't afford a competition and told you to stop doping
I know it's a gun fight but I could come with the fists. Niggaz are dope but I'm done with the sniff
Now, guess who's up in this shit? It's the lyrical Oracle and real soon, I'll be evident for y'all to see
I mean to say a fact that y'all is shit. And none of y'all is fit
You getting me pissed, I gat em' goons ready to pull up for a peace mission, with em' pistols nigga. just to put an end to this beef
Cool rhymes init? Fulltime witty
Who raps better than this new fly nigga?
Sunup, he rapping till sundown pretty
In due time, nigga really would shine litty
Ain't no rapper iller than me. Hey yo! I mean it
Ain't no rapper witty like me. You gon admit it
Ain't no rapper kill it like me. You know the energy affiliated to a kilogram of cocaina
I'm the grim and the ripper. Sleek as a killer
Y'all talking thrones. Cut the shit, shit is Cesar's
Eyes of a sinner. Mind of a preacher
So much verses, almost thought I'm a believer
Killer every minute, every minute, amma kill 'em
Bring a rapper every minute. Amma rip em all, I'm mean it
Killer every minute, every minute, amma kill 'em
Bring a rapper every minute. Amma rip em all, I'm mean it
There's no messing with me pedigree. I'm yet to see. A nigga that can check this skill
I'm that nigga that gets another panicking. I'm here to kill. Your favorite wouldn't mess with me
Mic check before you get to spit. Boy, look around your mother-mummy ass before you flex your dick
I'm threatening bitch. I'm rap's own STD. I'm getting em worked. Your fave aboutta rest in peace
It's high time that I schooled these rappers
No versus.. F*ck it. I'm a new big chapter
I know ya ain't wanna hear me rap.. But "many keen"....can't say the same for you "dummy" rookie rappers
Now who the hardest? Who the baddest?
Who got the pen that can ruin you rappers?
Who got the pen that can rule this planet?
None other. The Oracle assumes his office.
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Leave all'ese rappers with no crouches. They sad to hear that I'm back in the game with no losses
Throw up in cold blood with no cautions
They finna run away from the rapper, they don't trust his
Flow on the beat, 'cause I'm a beat in Pope's clothings
The type to never give a f*ck until a pro talk shit
They know, he rolling with a dope caucus
Y'all are not tough, we drop for no purpose
Y'all rappers are rappin with no balance
I got the"fire boy. Damn! Hell could get jealous"
I mean"why be in hell" when I gat the devil in check?
I'm a rebel heaven respect, they type with no manners
You're just a king with no palace, no crown, no throne. That's why I'm bringin' the shots with no cameras
And ya ain't worth the paparazzi thing. So I ain't takin' no shot if I'ma do it, I'll do it with your mamas
Guns loading. My palms folding. If replulsive, I'm resulting into bombs only
I'm a dick and you"can't" hold me. I leave mics in shreds and wrecks.and that be when I'm done flowing
F*ck it!
My portfolio full of puns home. You dumb follies never relate but come to me yelling you don't know me
But I'm a dope mu'f*ckn rapper, your favorite couldn't afford a competition and told you to stop doping
I know it's a gun fight but I could come with the fists. Niggaz are dope but I'm done with the sniff
Now, guess who's up in this shit? It's the lyrical Oracle and real soon, I'll be evident for y'all to see
I mean to say a fact that y'all is shit. And none of y'all is fit
You getting me pissed, I gat em' goons ready to pull up for a peace mission, with em' pistols nigga. just to put an end to this beef
Cool rhymes init? Fulltime witty
Who raps better than this new fly nigga?
Sunup, he rapping till sundown pretty
In due time, nigga really would shine litty
Ain't no rapper iller than me. Hey yo! I mean it
Ain't no rapper witty like me. You gon admit it
Ain't no rapper kill it like me. You know the energy affiliated to a kilogram of cocaina
I'm the grim and the ripper. Sleek as a killer
Y'all talking thrones. Cut the shit, shit is Cesar's
Eyes of a sinner. Mind of a preacher
So much verses, almost thought I'm a believer
Killer every minute, every minute, amma kill 'em
Bring a rapper every minute. Amma rip em all, I'm mean it
Killer every minute, every minute, amma kill 'em
Bring a rapper every minute. Amma rip em all, I'm mean it
There's no messing with me pedigree. I'm yet to see. A nigga that can check this skill
I'm that nigga that gets another panicking. I'm here to kill. Your favorite wouldn't mess with me
Mic check before you get to spit. Boy, look around your mother-mummy ass before you flex your dick
I'm threatening bitch. I'm rap's own STD. I'm getting em worked. Your fave aboutta rest in peace
It's high time that I schooled these rappers
No versus.. F*ck it. I'm a new big chapter
I know ya ain't wanna hear me rap.. But "many keen"....can't say the same for you "dummy" rookie rappers
Now who the hardest? Who the baddest?
Who got the pen that can ruin you rappers?
Who got the pen that can rule this planet?
None other. The Oracle assumes his office.
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Writer: STEPHEN ADEFILA
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