When Worlds Collide
Ces Cru Lyrics


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Nose full of Katy Perry, rollin', ridin' shotgun
Actin' like, I ain't got sense cause I ain't got none
No religious bitches in my circle; I ain't got nun
Gotta leave a crater in this game before the clock's done

Now watch where we headed, takin' shots, come and get it
Hip-hop, menace some say we never should have got, breaded
Let it fly, movin' through the sky, losin' sight of us
My predecessors acceptin' my destiny's Midas touch

Mouth stuffed with ecstasy in a state of nirvana
With a belly full of molly I'm puffing this marijuana
I am on a -- 'nother one, I am honored your honor honestly
The way they hate on Godi and Ubi is fuckin' comedy

The combination so uncommon a cause of company
To covet me and cover my cost, cousin, now come at me
My blood's, runnin' I'm one, hundred no matter what it seem
I've done nothin' but crush whatever the fuck was in front of me

Sh-sh-shots pitchers flicking pics, yeah we're on some sicker shit
Shooting up, with the reverend he's a flipping hypocrite
Bathing in the bath salts, loofa made of entrails
Seems to be I die in every other role like Denzel

U B I, suicide, diving why they shoot at me?
You and I, Cru is unified, minor scrutiny
Suit and tie, execute a trooper sign of mutiny
Doing time, humans euthanized by the truth in me

Ok, I'm zoned out, turnt up, wildin' out, wavy
Rolling up the purple, bumpin' Brenda's Got a Baby
Working for no money isn't funny, it is slavery
I'm headed for oblivion and can't nobody save me

Pl-Planetary collision inner-vision apocalypse
Demonology, monetary toppled metropolis
Inequality, military coddle the populous
Mephistopheles headed full throttle for opulence!

Corner offices, sexy secretaries and emails
Demonic packages are delivered minus the details
Three rails, later I pop it without a second look
This roll is for a chick and this carnage is for the record book

Tell my momma I'm sorry my job is so obnoxious
Body full of toxins I probably will never process
Paradigm shifting stiffin' up, catch a witch's ride
Wish that I would switch it up different but why simplify?

Too fly, launchpad, crash land, I'm a wreck it
Looking for the black box; FBI search method
Soul of Saddam, I'm the motherfucking bomb, check it
Inspiration of Hitler, Bruce Lee's work ethic

Sun Tzu manifested, Dali Lama mindstate
Hi-jack a G6, trippin' trying to fly straight
Spun a lie I wonder why they wonder why I'm irate
Violation summon my emotion I annihilate!

Buy the bait, get 'em to bite it I might could buy the weight
Soon as we start eating these suckers are gonna try to hate
I relate, hard to see people do better than you
Strangers form a line outside hours 'fore we open the venue

Let me continue, feel the bad vibe calling I might could dial it back
Motherfuck a rapper talking 'bout I want my style back
Punks ice grillin' me, I smile back, I relax
Hired for my prior stats, why attack? Fire back

Tire's flat footin' it pure fuckery; I am that
People think this shit's a result of me smoking fire crack
Fade to black, freebasing in the back of a ratty shack
Killer City, Missouri's one hell of a habitat

What's been happening? Now they asking me what got into me
Galvanize the lives of whoever's in my proximity
Lock stock artillery, cock and aim at the industry
Paint a picture of pain and pleasure inside a symphony

We got the chemistry on a struggle for constant energy
My aura's looking more like the color of what a killer's be
Kill a beat, nothing to fornicate with a killer bee
The pen and pad's the remedy for whatever is illin' me

Philistines lurking in silhouettes get the guillotine
(Stomping out your day-mares, then we coming to kill a dream)
Snap awake, (activate,) all civilians evacuate
(Back-back away,), pack a n9ne, (sacrifices we had to make)
Strapped for time, (apex predator 'bout to gravitate)
(Back to shine,) fall out of place I'mma put 'em back in line




(Back inside of my lane,) fraternizing with fame
(I shoot it rapid fire at your brain,) we mastermindin' the game, ha!

Overall Meaning

In Ces Cru's song When Worlds Collide the lyrics tell the story of a rapper who is living recklessly and indulging in drugs while trying to make it in the industry. He raps about his experiences with different kinds of drugs such as ecstasy, bath salts, molly, and marijuana. The lyrics also suggest that the rapper is willing to do whatever it takes to succeed in the industry, even if that means crossing ethical lines. He speaks of the pressures of the rap game and the necessity to make a name for himself before time runs out.


The artist uses vivid imagery to describe his experiences with drugs and his perceptions of the industry, ultimately painting a picture of the darker and more dangerous side of the rap game. He continues to challenge the status quo by suggesting that mainstream success is not always the only measure of success or happiness. The lyrics of this song serve to highlight the need to be careful in the face of temptation and the struggles that come with trying to make it big in the music industry.


Line by Line Meaning

Nose full of Katy Perry, rollin', ridin' shotgun
I'm high on drugs, carelessly riding in the passenger seat


Actin' like, I ain't got sense cause I ain't got none
I'm pretending to be ignorant because I truly lack intelligence


No religious bitches in my circle; I ain't got nun
I don't associate with religious women, they have no place in my group


Gotta leave a crater in this game before the clock's done
I must make a significant impact in the music industry before my time is up


Now watch where we headed, takin' shots, come and get it
Pay attention to our trajectory, we're ready for any challenges that come our way


Hip-hop, menace some say we never should have got, breaded
Some people believe we should've never gained success in the hip-hop genre


Let it fly, movin' through the sky, losin' sight of us
We're soaring through the music industry, becoming harder to ignore


My predecessors acceptin' my destiny's Midas touch
Those who came before me acknowledge my ability to turn everything I touch into gold


Mouth stuffed with ecstasy in a state of nirvana
I'm consuming drugs and experiencing a blissful state of mind


With a belly full of molly I'm puffing this marijuana
After ingesting MDMA, I'm smoking marijuana


I am on a -- 'nother one, I am honored your honor honestly
I'm under the influence of multiple drugs and it's a genuine pleasure


The way they hate on Godi and Ubi is fuckin' comedy
The hatred people express towards Godi and Ubi is actually quite amusing


The combination so uncommon a cause of company
Our unique blend of talents leads to people desiring to be associated with us


To covet me and cover my cost, cousin, now come at me
People desire me and are willing to bear the expenses involved, so they challenge me


My blood's, runnin' I'm one, hundred no matter what it seem
I have a strong, determined nature regardless of appearances


I've done nothin' but crush whatever the fuck was in front of me
I've relentlessly conquered any obstacles that stood in my way


Sh-sh-shots pitchers flicking pics, yeah we're on some sicker shit
We're indulging in heavy drinking and capturing the moments, indulging in crazier experiences


Shooting up, with the reverend he's a flipping hypocrite
Taking drugs with a religious leader who doesn't practice what he preaches


Bathing in the bath salts, loofa made of entrails
Using hallucinogenic drugs while scrubbing myself with a loofa made of human remains


Seems to be I die in every other role like Denzel
I tend to portray characters in movies that end up dying similar to Denzel Washington's roles


U B I, suicide, diving why they shoot at me?
Ces Cru and I often face criticism and hostility, leaving us feeling targeted


You and I, Cru is unified, minor scrutiny
Ces Cru and I remain united despite facing minimal scrutiny


Suit and tie, execute a trooper sign of mutiny
We dress professionally, executing our plans while others see it as rebellion


Doing time, humans euthanized by the truth in me
Our music exposes the harsh reality of life, leading some people to feel mentally burdened


Ok, I'm zoned out, turnt up, wildin' out, wavy
I'm highly intoxicated, completely reckless, and in a euphoric state


Rolling up the purple, bumpin' Brenda's Got a Baby
Smoking marijuana while listening to 2Pac's song 'Brenda's Got a Baby'


Working for no money isn't funny, it is slavery
Being underpaid or not earning anything isn't a joke, it's a form of modern-day slavery


I'm headed for oblivion and can't nobody save me
I'm on a destructive path and no one can rescue me


Pl-Planetary collision inner-vision apocalypse
A catastrophic event is approaching that will affect our personal perspectives


Demonology, monetary toppled metropolis
The influence of demonic forces and money corrupts and destroys cities


Inequality, military coddle the populous
Society is plagued by unequal treatment, while the military protects the masses


Mephistopheles headed full throttle for opulence!
Evil is rapidly pursuing wealth and luxury


Corner offices, sexy secretaries and emails
Powerful positions, attractive assistants, and behind-the-scenes communications


Demonic packages are delivered minus the details
Dangerous and harmful things are being delivered secretly


Three rails, later I pop it without a second look
After snorting drugs, I consume it without any hesitation


This roll is for a chick and this carnage is for the record book
I'm taking drugs to impress a woman, while documenting my destructive behavior


Tell my momma I'm sorry my job is so obnoxious
Apologize to my mother for being involved in a career that is annoying and offensive


Body full of toxins I probably will never process
My body is filled with harmful substances that might never be fully expelled


Paradigm shifting stiffin' up, catch a witch's ride
A significant change in perspective is making me rigid and I'm being influenced by dark forces


Wish that I would switch it up different but why simplify?
I sometimes desire to change my ways, but why should I make things easier?


Too fly, launchpad, crash land, I'm a wreck it
I'm so confident and skilled that even if I experience setbacks, I'll still cause destruction


Looking for the black box; FBI search method
In search of answers and solutions, just like how the FBI investigates


Soul of Saddam, I'm the motherfucking bomb, check it
I possess the power and influence similar to Saddam Hussein, I'm explosive


Inspiration of Hitler, Bruce Lee's work ethic
I draw inspiration from both the extreme methods of Hitler and Bruce Lee's strong work ethic


Sun Tzu manifested, Dali Lama mindstate
I embody the wisdom and strategies of Sun Tzu, with the peaceful mindset of the Dali Lama


Hi-jack a G6, trippin' trying to fly straight
Taking control of a luxurious jet, while also struggling to navigate my own life


Spun a lie I wonder why they wonder why I'm irate
I fabricated a false story, and now I'm angry that people question my credibility


Violation summon my emotion I annihilate!
Any form of disrespect triggers my intense emotions, leading me to obliterate any opposition


Buy the bait, get 'em to bite it I might could buy the weight
Lure people into a trap and manipulate them to take action, possibly in relation to buying drugs


Soon as we start eating these suckers are gonna try to hate
As soon as we achieve success, there will be individuals who will attempt to undermine us


I relate, hard to see people do better than you
It's challenging to witness others achieving greater success than yourself


Strangers form a line outside hours 'fore we open the venue
Even before the venue opens, strangers are eagerly waiting in line to see us perform


Let me continue, feel the bad vibe calling I might could dial it back
Despite the negative energy surrounding me, I might consider toning down my behavior


Motherfuck a rapper talking 'bout I want my style back
Disregard any rapper who claims I stole their style


Punks ice grillin' me, I smile back, I relax
People are giving me cold stares, but I respond with a smile, staying calm


Hired for my prior stats, why attack? Fire back
People recognize and admire my past achievements, so why should I defend myself? Instead, I'll retaliate


Tire's flat footin' it pure fuckery; I am that
I'm engaging in reckless and chaotic behavior, that's who I am


People think this shit's a result of me smoking fire crack
Some individuals believe my behavior stems from smoking crack cocaine


Fade to black, freebasing in the back of a ratty shack
Disappear into darkness, while consuming drugs in a rundown shack


Killer City, Missouri's one hell of a habitat
Kansas City, Missouri is a dangerous place to live, full of crime and violence


What's been happening? Now they asking me what got into me
People are curious about my recent actions and want to know why I'm behaving this way


Galvanize the lives of whoever's in my proximity
I have a powerful impact on the lives of those around me


Lock stock artillery, cock and aim at the industry
I'm fully armed and ready to attack the music industry


Paint a picture of pain and pleasure inside a symphony
Through my music, I create a composition that captures both the beauty and suffering in life


We got the chemistry on a struggle for constant energy
Ces Cru and I have a great musical partnership, constantly striving for inspiration and motivation


My aura's looking more like the color of what a killer's be
My presence and energy give off a dangerous vibe, reminiscent of a killer


Kill a beat, nothing to fornicate with a killer bee
I effortlessly dominate any beat, just like a killer bee dominating its surroundings


The pen and pad's the remedy for whatever is illin' me
Writing lyrics and expressing myself through music is my cure for any internal struggles


Philistines lurking in silhouettes get the guillotine
Unwanted and unsupportive individuals will face severe consequences


(Stomping out your day-mares, then we coming to kill a dream)
We will eliminate all your hopes and dreams, leaving you hopeless


Snap awake, (activate,) all civilians evacuate
Wake up suddenly, take action, and ensure that innocent people evacuate


(Back-back away,), pack a n9ne, (sacrifices we had to make)
Move away and arm yourselves, we had to make difficult sacrifices to be where we are


Strapped for time, (apex predator 'bout to gravitate)
Running out of time, but still maintaining our position as dominant figures


(Back to shine,) fall out of place I'mma put 'em back in line
Regaining the spotlight, I'll realign those who have lost their way


(Back inside of my lane,) fraternizing with fame
Getting back into my groove and mingling with the world of fame


(I shoot it rapid fire at your brain,), we mastermindin' the game, ha!
I deliver rapid-fire lyrics to your mind, showcasing our superior intellect in the game of music




Lyrics Β© O/B/O APRA AMCOS

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Comments from YouTube:

@mr.steallyroned8514

Miss the good ol ces cru days.

@zosiab1742

don't we all

@davidcaldwell6659

I wish someone had a time machine so i can go back and tell myself not to miss the independent powerhouse tour πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

@bigstockyable

Ubi's vocabulary is INSANE!

@1694cgrnt

This song (and duo) is criminally underrated...not even 1/2 a million views for bars of this caliber? Aliens, just take me with you πŸ€¦πŸΌβ€β™€οΈ

@mikeytrippz9453

This upload on strange musics channel has 5.8 Milly πŸ‘πŸ’ͺ

@l1laj608

there is no way these dudes weren't childhood friends, they are just so on par with eachother its insane

@charlessmith6348

They are i believe they always feed off each other

@eversostrange6337

I don't know about that but they gas each other together so solo they don't really hit as hard.

@kitlynnasmoday4651

this is underrated I swear. this is LIT!

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