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letra de fu gee la freestyle - coast contra

[intro: devine]
let’s get it
yo (yo), yo (yo)
devine
here i go
my thing

[verse 1: devine]
shark, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, mobbin’ with my coast contra
crew, ooh, ooh, ooh, and we blazin’, this, ooh, la la
sockin’ you n-ggas that expected me to rap about my nah nah, uh uh
i’m too much of a privilege and since i got attention on me, i cannot be frivolous
my callin’ got extensions on me, driven by purpose
intentional with vision ’cause his promise is worth it
my spirit lyrical, the flow is divergent
so when i speak it, get on yo feet, rap to this beat, n-gga, it’s urgent
been in my own lane, focused even when i swerve
staying sucka free, so sucka mothalovas get the curve, skrrt
to all of that fugazi, i’m nothin’ like these birds
this light might blind you, not one to filter
can’t photoshop this destiny, this pen is my chauffeur
drive satan real crazy and let the hate occur
cold with it how i elevate this energy, burrr

[verse 2: ras austin]
uh, check me out, yo
my shadows hunt the street light
my echoes linger from verses i recite
my inner peace could heckle street fights, i speak nice
it’s a spectacular, vernacular, it’s effortless
i raised the stakes to dracula, that’s definite, maxed up
the gawd yellin’ on guard
cross swords with a blade of grass in a turf war
who want earth more, who’s worth more
i dropped too many jewels to afford, some choose to ignore
the richest man could die poorest
spiritual wealth, my heart beat, the rhythm get felt
i play percussion on ya ear drums, now listen well (shhh)
silence is golden, poverty get loudly spoken
they whole sound is wild provoking while we thought provoking
lyrics, i wrote ’em
spirits could quote ’em from the inside of my scr-t-m
’cause i son n-ggas and never know ’em, just show ’em
levels like architects, the perfect archetype for all respect
i’m here till god collect
god body, the god emcee, making sure souls get bodied
reversing homi’s, the reaper gon’ rewind me
i fell on deaf ears and spoke life to resurrect kids
my time is right near, lift your hours glass and cheers
we black, in fact, we privileged
got rack on rack through stimulus, i scr-p my scr-p book
as a matter of fact, i rap unlimited
black presented it, max submitted it
hacks presented it, lacked incentive
mad ’cause many of them wack ass rap tracks you listening lack resemblance to me
n-gga, my sh-t so hard, i need mo’ p-ssy, uh
instrumental gushy, f-ck my broad then bust a sixty, uh
up and bust a flow, f-ck around and bust the door
wide open, when it’s opportunity knockin’, say h-llo
n-gga, yeah
[verse 3: taj austin]
real titty n-gga sh-t
uh, check
it’s funny how two freestyles got ’em shook
meanwhile, bodies decomposed, the composition books
meanwhile, them’s the throwaways, b-tch, you a throwaway
been on an island of my own so long, feel like a stowaway
i’m from a era where cd’s scr-pes
speakers bleed from beat tapes
n-ggas get signed to prison with no release dates
guess real bars is something you feel inside a cell
same bars i readjusted then pen the sh-t in brail
me and god don’t even spit it, we spill it from the grail
got ’em big offended, can’t tell if i hit ’em with a whale
oh well, streets is like yo put the boom on ’em
sweepstakes split the win up and drop the broom on ’em
what type of flow is this?
sh-t so clean, who ya custodian?
let ’em brush my shoulders off while i hop on the podium
mmm, i’m setting precedents, plus i got a prerequisite
if you coming with insults, make sure they got some sodium
ba dun ch, them joke ting get funny bone broke
no fiend want this smoke, don’t wanna overdose
fat lady sings, it seems she picked the wrong note
even overseas, it seems you picked the wrong coast
it’s all contras, mmm
the most high, we all conscience
some of y’all like that’s far fetched, at least my dog got it
bars like -police chatter-, i guess the law got it
facts that best on wax, no need to archive it
hard top, balling, no pics, not even paparazzi
sick with it, don’t like shots, ain’t into popping roxies
red eyes on stand by, so nothing flying by me
we ain’t seen an eye like that since we seen kakashi’s
one up, you n-ggas f-cked, deuce bigalow
got my numbers up, i thought we too lyrical
stereotyped, my type come through ya stereo
grab the mic, whoo, this sh-t, it do miracles, mmm
sh-t, recognized god gotta sign us since
the flow so blessed, we could cleanse him of his sinuses
every record we touch, broke it like your promises
i think i said enough, you can’t f-ck with the conglomerate
it’s coast!
[verse 4: rio loz]
yo, yo, yo, yo
i might just let the vibe go and fly away
why wait, i notice 5-0 from far away
i never rubbed shoulders with pigs that don’t fly straight
you’ll never find swine on my plate before i say grace
i’m at the table with bosses, thinking of billion dollar moves
it ain’t about the billions, it’s about what you do in position
here to body everythang movin’
one body bag could fit two in, let’s get to it (uh, huh)
i been through it, i’ll bring ya back to the essence
and let ya life flash by in a couple seconds
don’t need a ghostwriter, my text been possessed
lyrics move you like ouija boards, i’m god in the flesh (uh, huh)
i came down from the pyramid of the sun for less (yeah)
i told ’em “say less”, then proceeded to watch ya body tumble down my steps
like teotihuacán, you witnessing the birth of gods, bigger than living large
we came out the bas-m-nt, now we connectin’ with stars
like constellations, it took patience, to inspire the young
writin’ in tongue, messages from the holy spirit that came from above
i came from the slums with nothing but love, uh
yeah, it’s in my nature, starin’ at the sun, reminded me what i was made of
the golden child, ’bout to illuminate the whole nation
dropped outta school with more degrees than a mason
n-gga!
si!
[verse 5: eric jamal]
drink in my cup got me feeling riiiiight
weed in the air got me pretty hiiiiigh
n-ggas over there tryna k!ll the viiiiibe
then all the sudden, you hear a gun shot
back to the party, party, party, party
had to get it, popping, pardon, how i started
you know how we love them bars like alcoholics
you ain’t met a four like this since tribe was called in
i’m hot regardless, sky walking over lukewarm n-ggas
force is strong, might feel like lu kane kicking
air bending, i’m long winded, i’m never gon’ finish
till my name in hall of fame, forever remembered
had no gimic, this how i get it, i had to go missing
filthy living, with these conditions, i made a commitment
to be living out everything that i paint in my lyrics
had a vision before i made it, then made a decision
would go to class and take a nap and do the same when i got back
what they was teaching was so wack, so why do school when i can rap
i choose to rap, i told my dad, he wasn’t mad
and well, in fact, he told me “everything you make, don’t forget to give the gift back”
i said “to who?”, he said “to you, and to all the others that lack
people that’s brown and black, and use wisdom when you attack
not for cash, not for flash, not for p-ssy, and not for ass”
and then i laughed, he didn’t laugh
i straightened up and said “my bad”
got pack my bags, got in my bag
don’t need a map, just some gas
i know my path, it isn’t light
but the microphone is my staff
you maybe lit, but not a match
you make a hit, we hit you back
and when we hit, you hit the mat
and just know you not coming back
coast!

- coast contra

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