CES is back to reign in this After major changes and maintenance basing of this Raised in a rage against The painful glitch I've been chasing with patience Since the pages dripped with Major script Before the fame hits And rearranges the way of spitting By making grif I'm banging this Favoured and blessed My writing angle is CES My second language and My first ingredient and recipe Rhymes meshed in the beat A lesson for me by teaching my meshes progressively Beef addressed in the streets Peace in the middle, West and East Learn how to accept defeat Deal with regret and grief Torn deep Stressed and beat from depression Ignored dreams My destiny born to complete the quest that's sworn to me Beyond a pawn position in chess Each song's written from the bonds of a prison cell Mind that's gone demented The long-sentence no-bail jail with strong fences Con-medics and fraud dentists for jaw-clenching I'm tough End of discussion push this pen in your guts My fingertips can distinguish real men from the muds My head is already edgy Like I'm ready for what? And I crack jaws and chip your teeth up like the penny and plus Say my name six times in the mirror then I appear Show me love like death cab does to Gwenevere Give it here like rent with overdue, late fees You can call me in the morning right after you take these Everybody wanna be the next rapper to make cheese But they only did work for old ladies to rake leaves So please don't Bother me fo' Figure it out Fuck you Fee-Fi-fumbling shit So keep your mouth shut My Shawshank sure-shot serum let's serve serpents The covert cold-heart murdering on purpose The perp is Pounds from people who get down My sound surround like what you didn't see coming And Godemis'll knock out your teeth I'm leaving you gumming And better yet you rob a bank And you ain't leaving with nothing That's what you call a botched robbery Godemis obviously Is ripping fo's Keeping you right on your tippy toes I get up to what you wanna do You causing that static I get up all over your city like my name is Maddock With a long hand Disbanding your band of brothers I'm the sand, you the flame I'm planning to smother And hover over your barracks You scared of this here But niggas don't wanna know When I'm getting in their ear Just like a Q-tip With two hips broke You need replacements And Godemis will take cheers leaders up in the basement And stack 'me up with a padlock The rhymes is in a mas doc And I ain't go to go up in a notebook with no hook I'm in the booth Drunk like 90 proof So what ya wanna do? Godemis come busting that loose noose Fucking around in KC You'll get your top popped like Kennedy On the call of duty, you'll lose your helmet While calling for your cavalry You know you can't stand it When you could take a seat and get capped with the handy They call me handyman 'Cause I'm nice with the tools Fresh like some new shoes Fresh like some 22s You think you brand new? You fools ain't got a clue 'Cause I was freaking your style back in middle school Back when you thought getting her number was cool I was breaking in her mouth Tryna get in the womb You was a young MC tryna bust a move I was in that ass tryna get in the groove Ya bitch